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 of the 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