Civilization Day - Quasimoto, Madlib

I woke around this morning at 7:30 thirty

Head hurtin and my stomach felt funny funny

Then all of a sudden a hand came out the sky

Sucker’s swarming around

Many begin to die

Shitty smell run across the whole city

Nuclear toxic now we wont feel no pity

Many die from e-bola

Many from AIDS

Mexicans, whities, Japanese, and Spades

Indian, Iranian, and all them others

Bout to find out for self

We got the phantom

See which side of the game is over there

Well is this it, the end of civilization

Are we prepared?

Well I hope so Here’s the official stolen government training film

of the secret plan to deal with an alien uprising

Today you have to stay on your toes

When you’re walkin the streets and stalkin the sheets stay on the low

Go to the wrong territory and get blown, blown

Some brotha’s ain’t even knowing, knowing

Revelations are is on it’s way like ya next spliffs

So get your mental uplift while we shootin the gift

Black magic chants

Mass eat per cold clams

Be on the sky take a glare

Look around wonder why

We must be born to die

We must be born to die