Daddy, what's it gonna be like in the year 2000?
  Well, sweatheart, for your sake I hope it'll be all peaches and cream
  But I'm afraid the endtime is near
  The Cataclysmic Apacalypse referred to the scriptures of every holy book known
  to mankind
  It will be an era froughtwith boundless greed and corruption
  Where global monotary systems disinigrate leaving brother to kill brother
  For a grain of overcooked rice
  The nations of the civilized world will collapse under the appressive weight
  of
  paracidic 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 depleated
  Left to bake in the seering naked rays of light
  Wholesale acsassination serve to destablize 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 torturious way nothing but vicious canibalistic mutating
  radiating
  And horribly disfigured ords of satanic killres, 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 thrie 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
  That's cool, I can't hardly wait!
  You don't have to because here it is...because here it is...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
  MUTHAFUCKAZ!!!!!!!