Biohazard - New World Disorder

[SASHA]
Hey, yo fuck it, I'm rollin in a 4-barrel Camaro, toward the Triboro, eyes
narrow East River flow with marrow, along side the bridge zombies
pushing bodies in wheel barrels, bitches sterile follow on crutches of
rusted arrows try to breath through esophagus stuffed with sparrows,
listen to the wheeze of hysterical pleads for miracles. Time to overthrow
the imperial, terrarembrium, the spherical, I turn the steering wheel
and pull into a 7-Eleven, met up with Billy, Danny, rob and Evan from the
fucking Bio, yo we down for survival with acid rain drenched skin infested
by termites, hermaphrodites on bikes swing spikes, think twice as I
try to pacify the pariah beside the driver and Shotgun Kelly flips the visor, time to devise a plan to reverse the demise of man before he's met by the last set of the sun, Armageddon, no question to answer, disaster
results from behavior patterns. Earth lay raped, escape to Saturn in a capsule, thirteen days of travel. Upon arrival plans unravel, imbalance
of chemical pheromones, clones with no genitals surround us, we can't
fuck them, no means of reproduction. I hear a scream and turn in that
direction, 33-23-33, I see seven, coming toward us, to reward us…

Disorder, enter the Millennium, time gets shorter
Disorder, behold a pale horse, new world disorder

[Lord Humongous]
Armageddon, anew death is dawnin', I like the smell of napalm in the morning,
four riders of the apocalypse descend from the north, a tear in
my eye, I behold a pale horse. Armageddon, no time to cry we all die as the sky turns red, the missiles start to fly. Factions take action, eleven
families rule, millennium approaches, survival o fthe roaches. Body
armor will make you feel calmer or safe from the drama, deploy stealth
military bombers, ass out, yet down on your knees and pray; illuminati
takes your soul on the eve of judgment day as the armies of darkness
irradicate life and we all go to hell and satan fucks your wife. Strife, terror
without a minute to pray, human beings at odds, peace becomes disarray, I'm humongous from Mad Max, Lord of the Wasteland with crazy ill
troops all at my command, don't you ever fall victim to my master plan,
I'm the dealer of death and here's your mothafuckin' hand.

[D-Lux]
I'm ready to take back whatever they sold ya cuz the scheme is a secret
So nobody ever told ya, an underground illuminated tribe of radicals
Ready to take forth and feast like cannibals, animals, huffing the fumes
Of rotting flesh exhumed from the corpses of presidents, dissidents and
Fools with a one way ticket from the temple of doom, dark sides of
Moons and ill atomic booms leave the earth all shakin and full of
Wounds from Krakatoa east of Java to Camaroon, and coming soon to a
Theater near you, the end of everything that we once knew.

[Billy]
The grand finale strap my body with TNT, take the president and his
Bitch with me tearing down the walls of this conspiracy, fuck skull and
Bones and illuminati. Irradication of the land of the tree but I'm the
Brave, ain't going out like a motherfuckin' slave, neobarbaric post-
Apocalyptic war, ground zero Brooklyn, the world at war.

[Sticky Fingaz]
I wake up, bare codes on my forehead, it's a living nightmare, my families
all dead. I gotta call Fred but no dial tone, I'm I the wild zone, I'm out for
self cuz I'm gonna die alone, this is madness I'm drooling with the lock
jaw, my elevator don't go to the top floor, I hold my breath cuz the O2
killed, I'm suffocating, I can't pay my oxygen bill. There's no tomorrow, I
wish a nigga murder me, the president declared a state of emergency,
the coast guard bangin at my front door, I got homemade bombs if they
want war. There's no sun, they put a fucking chip in me, I'm a clone, mattera
fact it's a different me, I'm high tech kid, you get a bomb in the mail, so
if you die today then I'll see you in hell, I'll see you in hell, see you in hell.