1, 2 JAH IS COMIN FOR YOU 3, 4 YA CANT HIDE NO MORE 5, 6 AINT LIFE A BITCH 7, 8 DON’T PRAY – ITS TOO LATE…NOW DIE!!!
THE DAY WAS DECEMBER 21ST THE YEAR WAS 2012 WHAT I THOUGHT WAS GONNA BE PARADISE TURNED OUT TO BE FUCKIN HELL OR AT LEAST AS FAR AS I COULD TELL OR I WAS LOSIN MY FUCKIN MIND CUZ EVEN THO IT WAS 12 FUCKIN NOON THE SUN WOULDN’T FUCKIN SHINE SOLAR FLARES BROUGHT DOWN THE GRID MY CELL WAS FUCKIN DEAD NO ELECTRICITY – NO ATMS - THE SKY WAS BLOOD RED I KNEW I WAS FUCKING DEAD IF I DIDN’T MAKE THE RIGHT DECISIONS SO I GRABBED MY GUN AND WAITED FOR THESE FOOLS TO START TRIPPIN
1, 2 JAH IS COMIN FOR YOU…
I RAN OUT INTO THE STREET WHAT I SAW JUST MADE ME SICK CHILDREN CRYIN EVERYWHERE I HAD TO THINK OF SOMETHIN QUIK I TRIED TO CALM DOWN AND FIGURE OUT HOW THE NEIGHBORHOOD COULD SURVIVE WE NEEDED FOOD AND WATER AND I’D DO ANYTHING TO KEEP THESE KIDS ALIVE SO I DROVE MY TRUCK TO WALMART AND STARTED LOOTING ALL I COULD I GATHERED UP SOME MAC AND CHEESE SOME WATER AND SOME WOOD I GOT BACK TO THE HOOD BUT I WAS TOO LATE CUZ EVERYONE DISAPPEARED IT WAS LIKE A GHOST TOWN SO I BROKE DOWN AND CONSUMED MYSELF WITH FEAR…
1,2 JAH IS COMIN FOR YOU…
I’M SO HUNGRY – I’M SO ALL ALONE EVERYTHING AND EVERYONE I’VE EVER LOVED IS GONE AND I KEEP HEARING THIS NOIZE IN THE BACK OF MY HEAD THAT SOUNDS LIKE A CHURCH BELL OR A FIRE ALARM I SAVED ONE LAST BULLET FOR MYSELF AND I’MA PULL IT – I’M IN HELL AND I CANT TAKE IT – I CANT PRAY CUZ ITS TOO LATE TO FAKE IT SO I RAISE UP THE CHROME TO MY DOME CUZ I CANT GO ON…BUT SOMETHINGS ALL WRONG NOW MY GUN LOOKS MORE LIKE AN OLD TELEPHONE “HELLO, HELLO, IS THERE ANYBODY THERE?” THAT’S WHEN I OPENED MY EYES I WOKE UP AND BECAME AWARE THE WHOLE DOOMSDAY AFFAIR WAS JUST A FUCKING NITEMARE?!?!?
SO I JUMPED OUTTA BED AND I RAN OUTSIDE AND AS FAR AS THE EYE COULD SEE THERE WERE MASSIVE MOTHERSHIPS BLOCKING OUT THE SKY BUT I WASN’T AFRAID – THE SITE BROUGHT TEARS TO MY EYES IT WAS LIKE THAT AFTER ALL THESE YEARS MY HOPES AND DREAMS HAD FINALLY ARRIVED THEN I FELT MYSELF FLOATING AND I COULD SEE THE STREET BELOW ME THE FEELING WAS EUPHORIC AND I COULD SEE MY BODY GLOWING IN MY SOUL THERE WAS A DEEPER KNOWING AND I COULD SENSE MY HEART WAS GROWING THROUGH THE TREES THE WIND WAS BLOWING AND THAT WAS MOTHER EARTH SHOWING ME THE TRANSITION THAT SHE AND I WERE BORN TO SEE NO LITTLE GREEN MEN, JUST ETS THAT LOOKED LIKE YOU AND ME THE LORDS OF THE SKY HAD RETURNED AT LAST THE MAYAN PROPHECIES HAD COME TO PASS FREE AT LAST – WE ARE FREE AT LAST NO MORE WARS – NO MORE BURNING GAS NO MORE MANIPULATION – NO MORE ORGANIZED RELIGION THIS WAS NOT A HALLUCINATION THIS WAS MY CO-CREATION JAH BLESS THE HOPI NATION AND THE WORLDWIDE UNIFICATION NO MORE LINES OF DEMARCATION NO MORE LIES – NO SEPARATION NOWS THE TIME FOR RESTORATION