[Verse] The world's gone mad, it's heading south, Apocalyptic fever, I'm 'bout to spit it loud. Cities burning, chaos everywhere, The fall of civilization, it's the ultimate affair. The sky is falling, the ground is shaking, People runnin' wild, ain't no one fakin'. The end is near, it's a different type of club, We party like it's 1999, with no love. [Verse 2] Zombies walkin', creatures crawlin', Ain't no time for second thoughts, we just ballin'. The streets are hot, the bass is drop, We dance through the flames, can't make it stop.
