[Intro: Killah Priest]
Yo, it's that time
[Verse 1: Killah Priest]
As the door close, as the cold wind blows
Down America like the Wall of Jericho
Some are wolf in sheep clothes
Many are called but few are chose
Who knows until the day they be exposed
UFOs surround the globe, the world is prepared to explode
So I grab hold of the North Pole
Not tryna meet the lost soul at the crossroad
We're being sucked up into the black hole
Young becomes old, mighty clouds roll
Unfold the scrolls that were foretold
By the forefathers, the end of the world saga
Streets flooded with lava, mamas and papas
Toddlers, hip-hoppers and Rastas
Rock stars and mobsters, above streets in helicopter
Filled with doctors, reading the death roster
Guts spilling out like pasta
Sky, misty, often tipsy from off the whiskey
The gypsy told me my chances were risky
Cops, pull up and frisk me but never could they get me, too shifty
I will go, into my dungeon, and summon up the second coming
People started running
Aliens with hair like rastafarians
Captured, placed inside of aquariums, studied by scientists
This is it, the Apocalypse, I see the mother ship
Above the cliff, over Egypt, it made me sea sick
I see the eclipse, and the abyss, the night shifts
Yo, it's that time
[Verse 1: Killah Priest]
As the door close, as the cold wind blows
Down America like the Wall of Jericho
Some are wolf in sheep clothes
Many are called but few are chose
Who knows until the day they be exposed
UFOs surround the globe, the world is prepared to explode
So I grab hold of the North Pole
Not tryna meet the lost soul at the crossroad
We're being sucked up into the black hole
Young becomes old, mighty clouds roll
Unfold the scrolls that were foretold
By the forefathers, the end of the world saga
Streets flooded with lava, mamas and papas
Toddlers, hip-hoppers and Rastas
Rock stars and mobsters, above streets in helicopter
Filled with doctors, reading the death roster
Guts spilling out like pasta
Sky, misty, often tipsy from off the whiskey
The gypsy told me my chances were risky
Cops, pull up and frisk me but never could they get me, too shifty
I will go, into my dungeon, and summon up the second coming
People started running
Aliens with hair like rastafarians
Captured, placed inside of aquariums, studied by scientists
This is it, the Apocalypse, I see the mother ship
Above the cliff, over Egypt, it made me sea sick
I see the eclipse, and the abyss, the night shifts
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