Y2K

Lyrics

[Intro] When the smoke clears You know who gon' be there When the smoke clear yo Thats all we got to tell y'all right now Y'all know who gon' be standing there right? [Verse 1] See its our destiny to count G's an' hold a semi-squeeze Shoot the breeze, [?] how computers might freeze Some store water, guns, can foods and keep order We spaz out you can't prepare for the slaughter The struggle savior, got my temple on the quarter Line, ready to corner you off and get a set of Screwball Read the credit, get your whole team wetted (Yo) You dealin with some loose cannons (Yo) ready to dead shit [Verse 2] I heard the world was over shit suppose to blow like supernova's (Uh huh) I'm on the hill high off the real, pumpin my boulders (Yeah) Prediction told us turn into rollers, don't let the street control us (What happened) 'Cause when those crackers pull the plug they gon' creep and hold us I send my deacon donors, black re-bels, who kill de-vels And move through cells we rule this hell (Screwball) Make it picture pefect cock it back and lay it out Bomb the White House run in the pentagon and spray it out [Chorus] Hey hey hey the world is over boy it's Y2K (Y2Kayyy) Hey hey hey, you load it up, let the tech nine spray (Spray Spray Spray)(Buck buck buck buck) Hey hey hey, the world is over boy it's Y2K (Y2Kayyy) Hey hey hey, load it up and let the tech nine spray (Spray Spray Spray)(Buck buck buck buck) [Verse 3] How many times sour limes and coronas Powerful crimes in America, corna' to corna' What you wanna do, cops huntin' you Aimin for the kill, layin still Permanent forever chill in heavens field Spreadin doin' deals, more electric than eels Respectin the reals, Clinton what you build? Prepper was hill journey, with hard times Examine it, playa's have money at random Sittin pretty, sayin come and get me [Verse 4] Standin' in front of the gates of hell Smackin' niggas, pullin' out the gat on niggas Sold crack, plus I'm a rappin' nigga I got rhymes for days, I got gats that blaze Ready for motherfucking war See this is what y'all wanted, you know it got to be me (Screw B) Everybody talkin 'bout they whips with the TV I need some of this motherfucking rap money I'm sick of this motherfuckin' funny crack money Fuck all y'all bitch ass niggas, y'all don't worry me Screw B, QB, from here to eternity (To eternity) [Chorus] Hey hey hey the world is over boy it's Y2K (Y2Kayyy) Hey hey hey, you load it up, let the tech nine spray (Spray Spray Spray)(Buck buck buck buck) Hey hey hey, the world is over boy it's Y2K (Y2Kayyy) Hey hey hey, load it up and let the tech nine spray (Spray Spray Spray)(Buck buck buck buck)