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歌詞

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