Busta Rhymes - There's Only One Year Left!!! (Intro) Lyrics

Daddy, what's it gonna be like in the year two-thousand?
Well, sweetheart, for your sake I hope it'll be all peaches and cream
But I'm afraid the end time is near the Cataclysmic Apocalypse referred
To the scriptures of every holy book known to mankind

It will be an era fought with boundless greed and corruption
Where global monetary systems disintegrate
Leaving brother to kill brother for a grain of overcooked rice
The nations of the civilized world will collapse
Under the oppressive weight of par acidic political conspiracies

Which remove all hope and optimism from their once faithful citizens
Around the globe generations of polluters will be punished for their sins
Unshielded by the ozone layer they have successfully depleted
Left to bake in the sheering naked rays of light

Wholesale assassination serve to destabilize every remaining
Government, leaving the starving and wicked defend for themselves
Blood-thirsty renegade cyborgs created by tax dodge in corporations
Recavoch, pissed off ambroids tired of being slaves
To a Godless and gutless system

Where the rich get richer and the poor get fucked over and out
Unleashed worldwide destruction by means of nuclear Holocaust
Enialating the terrified masses, leaving in its torturous way
Nothing but vicious cannibalistic, mutating, radiating

And horribly disfigured ords of satanic killers, begged on revenge
But against doom, there are so few left alive, starvation rain supreme
Forcing our lucky survivors to eat anything and anyone in their path
Massive earthquakes crack the planet's crust like a hollow egg shell

Causing unending volcanic eruptions, creatures of the seven seas
Unable to escape to certain death upon land, boiling in their liquid
Prison, disease encircles the earth, plagues and viruses
With no known cause or cure, laying waste whatever draws breath

And human kind having proven itself to be nothing more than a
Race of ruthless scavengers
Fall victim to merciless attack on the hands of interplanetary alien tribes
Who seek to pelker or chorb remains

This is extinction level event, the final world front
And there is only one year left
Wow, that's cool, I can't hardly wait
You don't have to because here it is

Yo, callin' all live niggaz
Callin' all live bitches
We have a job for ya'll on planet earth
Flipmode world domination in progress, muthafuckas