Judgement Day Method Man

[Intro: Method Man]
First, there was the collapse of civilization
Anarchy, genocide, starvation
Then, when it seemed like shit couldn't get any more fucked up
We got the Plague, the Living Death
Closing his icy grip around the whole planet
Then the rumors started
The last hardcore MCs were working on the cure, that would end the pestilence
Why?
I like the death
I like the misery
I like this world
The Final Frontier
These are the voyages of the Starship Tical

[Verse 1: Method Man]
As I walk in the shadow of death
Sixteen men on a dead man's chest
Your host this evening, Mr H-O-T
N-I-X, you get splashed with the TEC
Nobody go 'til the god say so
You got a second or more to run for the door
Before I blow back off the map, contact
You didn't know Stat' could get down like that
Who want them test rocket launcher, yes
Mr. Meth, hold the fort, most def
Cats is dead wrong, song's too long
Get swung on, can't we all get along?
See my pinkie, see my thumb
See that kid with the pump shotgun?
Bust your gums, leave your whole shit numb
Hmm, now what's this? Smell like fish
Mr. Big Mouth, the gat be trout
You need to douche out your style, no doubt
Johnny struck through the Shaolin slum
Prum-prum-prum on my Shaolin drum
Niggas don't dare to step in the square
Kids ain't playing over here, playa
Only one way, and that's my way
Grim Reaper calling, Judgement Day