People runnin on empty Rock the sympte Outside 2001 Other side of the sun Running, here we go tumblin Few solutions, honey they polluted the future Got me thinking of a new thing Revolverlution Computer souls, controlled by confusion You be clubbin, while the world around you crumblin Think its funny? Bunch of crash test dummy's If all this shit, means the end of my money, This is a stick up, off go the pagers and celly's Us dollar, ain't worth what it№s printed on, Backed by the pentagon, sounds like babylon, So i babble on, some of us stuck In them barbershops and them hair salons, While the crash comin at your ass... While the crash comin at your ass like a bomb. Now it all comes tumblin, runnin Time is runnin runnin crash is coming, Break the bank, spinning since the beginning, Now it all comes tumblin, crumblin Time is runnin runnin crash is coming, Break the bank, spinning since the beginning, Willie dynamite, time to cry and no ice. Y2k, fallin out of the sky, so its chosen Your ice is frozen, don№t cry dry your eye Ain№t this a bitch, fuckin glitch. Mother fucker what The count down to my account, count it down Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, hush make that head bust. Last hour no control tower Making new may flowers, fightin new powers Have you forgotten, the other side of rotten, Picking electronic cotton diggin digital ditches, Lookout, lookout for the crash...crash...crash.. Have you forgotten, have yor forgotten Y2k, that№s the question, What the fuck is up got the 85 guessin, I told y'all for y'all protection Got me a name change, a pair of smith an wessuns Starring crescents mad packed with the lessons, Figure 5% got the 10 counting blessings Programmed by programs got you bowingto the man. Avoid collisions in mid-air, medicaid and welfare Zero zero what the fuck do you care? All the lights be out, you can№t get nowhere. All around, that№s why i found tony brown The world we know, it№s going down...down...down...down ©1999 Suburban Funk, Inc.