Judgement Day

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 As I walk in the shadow of death 16 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 Hm, 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, player Only one way, and that's my way Grim Reaper calling, judgement day (Ten), let the countdown begin (Nine), I was born in the mind (Eight), take the head of a snake (Seven), behold Armageddon (Six), ain't no love for the rich (Five), only strong will survive (Four), 'cause we live by the sword (Three), plus 60 degrees (Two), for the black and the blue (One), for the sun Step into millennium The name of this one is "Judgement day" No more B.S., can't come out and play Don't blame me, blame society Type of chemistry for a live MC Hands in the air like you just don't care You all get a share, there's a party over here Year 2000, keep bouncin' T-Minus, 30 seconds and countin' New York's finest, still wilding Shaolin, at the full moon howling Get 'til it's gone, Killer Bee kills Only time will reveal like the words in the song 'Cause love's what I feel for my crew, bust steel Niggas don't got to pay my bills P.L.O., pack the slingshot flow Plant the seed, let the garden grow And stick that rhyme where the sun don't shine Darts pierce your heart like the Valentine This my "Tale From the Crypt," that's sick Bloodbath, body bags and shit UFC fighting championships G.I. Joes with the kung-fu grip Now you don't dare, to step in the square Kids ain't playing over here, player Only one way, and that's my way Grim Reaper calling, judgement day Come on, I said come on (Ten), let the countdown begin (Nine), I was born in the mind (Eight), take the head of a snake (Seven), behold Armageddon (Six), ain't no love for the rich (Five), only strong will survive (Four), 'cause we live by the sword (Three), plus 60 degrees (Two), for the black and the blue (One), for the sun Step into millennium As I walk in the shadow of death 16 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 Hm, 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, player Only one way, and that's my way Grim Reaper calling, judgement day (Ten), let the countdown begin (Nine), I was born in the mind (Eight), take the head of a snake (Seven), behold Armageddon (Six), ain't no love for the rich (Five), only strong will survive (Four), 'cause we live by the sword (Three), plus 60 degrees (Two), for the black and the blue (One), for the sun Step into millennium Ten, nine Eight, seven Six, five Four, three Two, one Step into millennium, uh, uh Let the countdown begin I was born in the mind Take the head of a snake Behold Armageddon Ain't no love for the rich Only strong will survive 'Cause we live by the sword Plus 60 degrees For the black and the blue For the sun Grim Reaper calling, judgement day