Intro:

Yeah, I was looking out my window man

Then I heard this sirens

Looked up into the sky

Saw the moon turned to blood

Looked at my little brother

Said, "You high as hell maaan!"

Intro/Chorus:

Apocalypse..

One two: the headline news just broke through

Apocalypse..

Three four soldier: a hundred horsemen at your door

Apocalypse..

Five six: you're wanted dead or alive, hit or miss

Oui oui y'all, oui (repeat 4X)

Verse One:

Arrival of the Carnival, new beats, I never recycle

Why you lookin for samples you might get trampled

Surprise, hey, I'm back with lightning and thunder

I heard you oversayin I'ma one hit wonder

You done with summer winter ReFugees til infinity

When I'm done collect royalties from record companies

Clouds getting darker, suns get nearer

I turn an atheist to a God fearin believer

The back of a buildin, your body's found by children

Playin hide go seek, what we found was your skeleton

In the back of a car, you spar with the wrong cards

You know my Empire Strikes Back hard

Missiles launch, war!It's the day after ashes

Project cannons being launched at the palace

Vision revelation, sky wrote apocalypse

Enemy pilots kamikaze into the abyss, pow!

Chorus

Verse Two:

Hey yo, back on Earth, the party's at the Tunnel

on the West side of the river, what man quiver

Rats get fed to the alligator

Gun blast equivalent to the bombs in Pearl Harbor

Rescue choppers, Brooklyn turned to Hiroshima

I'm drivin to Jersey to escape the terror

I was on a highway pushin a black Viper

A car pulls up, is he a jack or a 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 at the Grammy's

with Brandy, didn't you see me, on TV?'

'Bullshit, y'all in the same gang'

He tried to run me off the road, like he was Roscoe Pe-col-trane

I stayed calm, gave him a hell of a show

Cause if it's ever time to go, all I gotta press is turbo

Heard him on his walkie, road block on 280 West

Things got serious, that's when I bust a left

U-Turn, my tires burn, my concern, was the truck

comin head-on collision within a second chase position

Close one, I almost went up in a blaze

Runnin from what appeared to be a masquerade

At least that's what I thought, it was all in my mind

Reality stuck when I got to the borderline

The headline reads every ghetto sad story

'A Rookie Shoots A Boy Over Mistaken Identity' Pow!

Apocalypse...

Oui oui y'all, oui (repeat 4X)

Chorus

The Carnival, nobody's protected

Anything can happen... aight?