Y2K

[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)