Bizzy Bone Time Travel Lyrics

-Thug Queen-(Bizzy Bone)-Intro-
You have 3 minutes to travel from the year Two Thousand and Ten B.A. to the year Three Thousand A.A. Here are your orders (That's the f___ I'm talkin bout) These are your watches, set them at 2 minutes and 30 seconds. If it gets rough out there, here are 2 pills, they'll be quick and painless. (As long as I got these, I can do it. C'mon n____.)
-Bizzy Bone-Chorus-
Step in through the time travel (As we step in through the time travel)/ Headed for the future (Headed for the future)/ We step in through the time travel (As we step in through the time travel)/ Headed for the future (Headed for the future)/ We step in through the time travel (As we step in through the time travel)/ Headed for the future (Headed for the future)/ We step in through the time travel (As we step in through the time travel)/ Headed for the future (Headed for the future)
-Bizzy Bone-
Right past the millennium and what do you know, it's already two thousand and ten/ It's still gettin close to the armageddon, and demons, I can smell em in the wind/ Get P.O.D yea, kill a n____ fidian/ Sittin wit the big ole nuts, ready for the future/ Ain't nobody shoot ya? (Hell naw) I'm still like "n____ what?!?"/ Ask for Ru Gotti, blow you away/ Lend me the dirt rose, the whip/ I say "s___ stink", keep movin/ Devil is maim lookin' for humans, are they cannibals or are they insane as we walk in over the ruins/ Fully automatic, let's do this/ In the midst of the crisp of the wind, feelin' some movement/ Pop the clip to kick it/ Anybody there? Grippin the pistol/ Well, don't be scared, don't be scared, don't be scared, don't be scared/ What's that? Helicopters all up in the air/ Run, n____ run!
-Prince Rasu-
Millennium cracked the Earth in half, self destruction/ Revolution and remorse turn beautiful playgrounds to dungeons/ Oh say, can you see? By the dawns to the early lights, this naustrodaumous prediction sight/ Time travel got me seein' blood stained rabble/ Bodies stacked like cattle, the consequences of battle/ Gambino with twin glocks that'll whistle like Soprano's and Ru Gotti strapped with much more fire than candles/ Helicopters swung low like sweet chariots comin' forth to carry me/ Lock, load artillery/ Crush time be crushin' no doubt/ Cowards? We never be/ When they land we plan to bring Rotwieller pedigree/ Who the f___ is that steppin' out with his gat? Followed by a couple others with Klu Kulx Klan hats/ f___ that! Univeral Soldier style with Mac's/ Side by side, made 'em fall like Babylon in fact/ Aw s___, caught a slug in his shoulder but f___, we got to go/ Last seconds on the clock, s___/ Strapped up in the c___pit/ Rolled up a blunt cause I'm on probation in this world/ Smoke one to the time travel s___, Regime clique thorough