Apocalypse (feat. Refugee All Stars)

Apocalypse 1, 2 the headline news just broke through Apocalypse 3, 4 soldier, 100 horsemen at your door Apocalypse 5, 6 you wanted dead or alive, hit or miss Oui, oui, y'all, yeah, Oui, oui, y'all Arrival of the Carnival New beats, I never recycle While your looking for samples You might get trampled Surprise, hey I'm back with lightning and thunder I heard you over saying that I'm a one-hit-wonder You dumb or some, I went to refugees Silly felony, when I'm done Collect royalty from record company's Clouds getting darker Suns getting nearer I'll turn a atheist into a god fearing believer The back of a building Your body's found by children Playin' hide go seek All we found was his skeleton In the back of a car You spawned with the wrong guard You know my empire strikes back hard Listen hard, "war!" This is the day after action Projects, cannons Being launched at the palace Vision, revelation Sky know apocalypse Enemy pilots kamikaze into the abyss Apocalypse 1, 2 the headlines news just broke through Apocalypse 3, 4 solder, 100 horsemen at your door Apocalypse 5, 6 you wanted dead or alive, hit or miss Oui, oui, y'all, yeah, Oui, oui, y'all, yeah, Oui, oui, y'all Ayo, Back on earth The party is in the tunnel On the west side of the river Went mad quiver Rats get fed to the alligator Gun blast equivalent to the bombs in pearl harbor Rescue choppers Brooklyn turned to Hiroshima I'm driving to jersey to escape the terror I was on the highway pushing a black viper A car pulls up, is he a jack or a sniper (sniper) A blue range rover, he says pull over I didn't know he was a DT undercover I screamed out my lungs "This is discrimination! What's the charge?" He said you just robbed a gas station Who me? not me! it couldn't be I was in the Grammys with Brandy Didn't you see me on TV? Bullshit, y'all all in the same gang He tried to run me off the road Like he was Rosco P. Coltrane I stayed calm, gave him a hell of a show Cause when its time to go All I gotta press is turbo Heard it on his walkie, road block on 280 west Things got serious, that's when I bust a left U-Turn, tires burned My concern was a truck coming Head on collision within a changed position Close one, I almost went up in a blaze Running from what appears to be a masquerade Least that what I thought, it was all in my mind Reality stuck when I got to the borderline The headline reads every ghettos sad story A rookie shoots a boy over mistaken identity (Crash)