[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)