Apocolypse 2012

Lyrics

[Verse 1: SickTanicK] Advancing for a second the effects of my toxin With widespread panic all around people marching In defense of what they serve and protect But what they serve and protect is full of lies that they disrespect Imagine for a second that the people marching Were zombies infected with a neurotoxin Embellished by those who never seem to oppose They only seem to have us locked up and treated like animals They're Hannibals, they're political vandals The worst kind of people that you have in your scandals Are called humans but I like to call 'em zombies Locked inside a world of lies, the television's what they watching Little do they know the man who sits all up in the brain Is just a tool your sets are training for our final consumption The final piece that done sink easily in the vein And California disappears and we're left in dismay [Chorus: SickTanicK] Apocalypse, year 2012 Armageddon approaches because we're all going straight to Hell Apocalypse, year 2012 Ain't got no money, that's fine, why? Because you got a soul to sell Apocalypse, year 2012 Armageddon approaches because we're all going straight to Hell Apocalypse, year 2012 Ain't got no money, that's fine, why? Because you got a soul to sell [Verse 2: SickTanicK] Imagine for a second 9/11 was us That we demolished the towers with C4 hidden on a bus It's not hard when you have the decision To make money off of fake war to plan a demolition They heard explosions and the buildings collapsed After the planes are done hit, we're not getting the facts We're only getting what the people only want us to hear Domestic Terrorism 101, this fire's fear And with fear comes power as Americans cower To the Patriot Act and wiretaps that devoured By democracies some say a new order Invoke the Freedom Act and you're bound to get the cold shoulder We're falling to never inside of wicked endeavors We're like some plastic fake dolls, our eyes have been broken and severed Fireman in a business suit That counts every paycheck and takes part of your loot Fuck 'em [Chorus: SickTanicK] Apocalypse, year 2012 Armageddon approaches because we're all going straight to Hell Apocalypse, year 2012 Ain't got no money, that's fine, why? Because you got a soul to sell Apocalypse, year 2012 Armageddon approaches because we're all going straight to Hell Apocalypse, year 2012 Ain't got no money, that's fine, why? Because you got a soul to sell [Verse 3: SickTanicK] Rotten smell of cement 'til we got stealth bombers Now we going nationwide causing trauma Obama's in relation to the Antichrist While he fucks Ms. Clinton on the Bill of Rights So fuck a Democrat bitch or a liberal hippie If power comes with a dollar, they'd be the best part of fifty And now you right-wing conservative fucks Will get bucked with a nine milli that you allow me to tuck AIDS, fuck this population control And Jesus Christ himself cannot save our souls We broke all in this age of grotesque We're blowing up like some IEDs on plane's beds Don't stress when they want to plant a microchip in ya The FCC puts on the full filters And changes everything that you hear and see And SickTanicK is banned from ever pressing a CD [Chorus: SickTanicK] Apocalypse, year 2012 Armageddon approaches because we're all going straight to Hell Apocalypse, year 2012 Ain't got no money, that's fine, why? Because you got a soul to sell Apocalypse, year 2012 Armageddon approaches because we're all going straight to Hell Apocalypse, year 2012 Ain't got no money, that's fine, why? Because you got a soul to sell [Verse 4: SickTanicK] Imagine for a second that I was elected I'd put it all in the right perspective I'd ban Bibles and the Pledge of Allegiance I'd pledge anything in this life of freedom I'd make euthanasia a legal practice And force everyone to enroll in that shit I'm past this, let's sink the Earth in the ozone I'd rather watch the world kill itself while I sit at home In my office with a fat paycheck While the world blows up and we go back to the basics Let's face it, one man can never make a change Unless you got them layers, that's why we stay refrained Like the wait in this crazy catalogue buy a number The world's cold as Hell when it's hot like summer So I'll save all the bitchin' and the fussin' Next time you want to go to war, just give me the fuckin' button [Chorus: SickTanicK] Apocalypse, year 2012 Armageddon approaches because we're all going straight to Hell Apocalypse, year 2012 Ain't got no money, that's fine, why? Because you got a soul to sell Apocalypse, year 2012 Armageddon approaches because we're all going straight to Hell Apocalypse, year 2012 Ain't got no money, that's fine, why? Because you got a soul to sell