| I woke around this morning at 7:30 thirty
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| Head hurtin and my stomach felt funny funny
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| Then all of a sudden a hand came out the sky
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| Sucker’s swarming around
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| Many begin to die
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| Shitty smell run across the whole city
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| Nuclear toxic now we wont feel no pity
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| Many die from e-bola
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| Many from AIDS
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| Mexicans, whities, Japanese, and Spades
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| Indian, Iranian, and all them others
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| Bout to find out for self
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| We got the phantom
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| See which side of the game is over there
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| Well is this it, the end of civilization
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| Are we prepared? |
| Well I hope so Here’s the official stolen government training film
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| of the secret plan to deal with an alien uprising
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| Today you have to stay on your toes
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| When you’re walkin the streets and stalkin the sheets stay on the low
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| Go to the wrong territory and get blown, blown
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| Some brotha’s ain’t even knowing, knowing
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| Revelations are is on it’s way like ya next spliffs
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| So get your mental uplift while we shootin the gift
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| Black magic chants
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| Mass eat per cold clams
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| Be on the sky take a glare
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| Look around wonder why
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| We must be born to die
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| We must be born to die |