Survival Kit Goodie Mob

[Intro]
Oh my god
This is it y'all

[Verse 1: CeeLo Green]
Sound the alarm when say the end is now upon us
We've negated Nostradamus, William Cooper tried to warn us
About a war that was quiet, John Conner vs. Skynet
Vaccines in the vending machines so we can buy it
Next to the ripple chips and candy bars
I'm an African king and this is Zanzibar
I'm a man with flaws but I stand because
We must relearn how to live off this land of ours
Although so many have died, I'm still feeling alive
I don't subscribe when information is ill and contrived
The TV was watching me until I came outside
The elder statesmen of our tribe teaching how to survive
First is essential: an Organized Noize instrumental
Everything that I've been through I can bend for a [?]
For continuous, sonic stimulus package
I'm selling the melanin while them other niggas package
See the beach is the meat
The only thing the spirit animal will needs to eat
Seasoned with the words I got to say
And whoopty-kay like the fool jump off
The only non-perishable is the food for thought
I spit on a few syllables to build the word
Yessir, secular but it's still the word
Down to the root canal where you feel the nerve
And I ain't breaking no bread with the build-a-bear
A Survival kit, this is Bible shit
I'm switching handgun and assault rifle shit
Guns and ammo, hard from kids in camo
A blade with a compass on the back like John Rambo
First blood