Yes Close To The Edge I. The Solid Time Of Change Anderson/Howe A seasoned witch could call you from the depths of your disgrace, And rearrange your
die for their culture Stalk the dead body like a vulture Tical get, blacker than your blackest stallion Hit your house'n projects, I represent the Shaolin my nigga Hell yes, Apocalypse
he a backpacker? Is he a mad rapper? An entertainer or the author of the last chapter We living in these times of love and cholera Synonymous with the apocalypse
account, say it happened so sudden Just slid off to the side, didn't really say nuttin Then BLAOW, blew away the 1900th You better get your rest cause the next day comin Oh yes
down Over this basic gay shit erase it face it Wake this hatred and make this place get ape shit No kinda way you stoppin this (Chaa) Flow gotta make apocalypse
talk rap skills? I spit like a semi-automatic to the grill Elbow grease an' elbow room Baby, play me, baby, fall down, go boom Party people gather 'round Count down to apocalypse
fall down, can't cha feel the thunder in the sky? And yes we all in time See the revelation as as it starts to unwind And yes we all will try to make
I and I say played by the King love is all I bring And I and I say Africa is I and I responsibility dreadlocks Yes, huh To the Promise Land Going to the Promise Land Yes
Cancel the apocalypse Cartons of the Milky Way with pictures of a missing planet Last seen in pursuit of an American dream This fool actually thinks he
a list Of the MCs that missed it would be the constitution They play their caps backwards still saying wack words No power to durhust just a few yes
die for their culture? Stalk the dead body like a vulture Tical get, blacker than your blackest stallion Hit your house'n projects, I represent the Shaolin my nigga Hell yes, 'Apocalypse
I wanna change your mind Said, "I wanna set it right this time" I'm looking through you You know who you are And planning for the apocalypse Is not considered
pair of achievers Parroting imaginary daydream make-believers We've got 3 minutes and we're outta here The clock is ticking, then we're in the clear I return with the yes, yes
off you know what I mean, like this y'all) P.r., take them to the bridge, uhh! Chorus: pete rock Float on this magnificient track wise intelligent All-star jamerican yes
She'll let you fall asleep then eat you whole It's like a bullet to the head It's an SOS, it's an SOS, oh yes, oh yes, it's an SOS It's an SOS, it's
sounds Of a baby's alarm At the kidnap and rape Of his family and friends Who've been taken away To be ethnically cleansed And the banners and badges And your anarchist friends Say "Apocalypse
Don't you know it ain't what you got y'all it's how you use it Any way you choose it, baby, yes I doos it Laying it out with swift vocabulary I hope you
got 'em sweatin' their own apocalypse Yes, rebel of the grains stand masterless The masked one's cap one, NAFTA comin' with the new disaster And yes,
