Schaffer the Darklord - End of the World Reunion Lyrics
(SC:)Hey what up? Strict Chem coming at ya from the West Coast(Schaffer:)In the year 2000, long before I was the DarklordI was a drummer in bands, heavy metal, hard coreI was young and restless, I lived in San FranciscoI wrote crappy rhymes over lousy instrumentals on my four trackNo Pro-tools, couldn't afford thatDreamed of my own rap act, didn't know no rap catsToo half-assed to solo, so my friend Ricki asked me(SC & STD:)If I would like to meet her(/my) friend, Katasrophe(STD:)He was a performance poet, and a handsome kidWell connected, ambitious, and mad talentedHe didn't build beats, I barely wrote rhymesBut we could make magic with our skills combinedSo I was like "Hey", and he was like (K:)"Hey"He had a pair of friends who were pornographers and theyNeeded a hot track stat for their latest flickSo we wrote one and the chorus went just like this:(STD & K:)I got candy cane dreams, sugar coated schemesA life that screams decadence, (SC: What?) duh-duh-duh-duhThis phase won't ever passThese sweets are cold kickin' my candy ass(STD:)And that was that (SC: Unh), but it turned out shitWell the movie but not the music man, the jam was legitWe wrote a dozen others, in our minds all of them pearlsAnd we called our brand new rap group The End of the WorldWe brought Ricki on as hype man, did a bunch of shows (SC: Hey)Amassed a bunch of fans and shot a music videoWe toured across the country and stresses were feltWe split up to pursue solo acts by ourselvesMy new stuff grew humorous, satanicKatastrophe blew up, toured trans-atlanticI moved to New York and later he did tooSo I called him up, "Man what you been up to?"(Katastrophe:)Well since the last time we spoke,(STD:Yeah?!) I stopped doing coke (STD: Oh?!)I no longer drink (STD: No?!), I don't even smoke (STD: Word)And now I can think straight, wait has it been since '08Since we had a real conversation? (SC: Yeah)Mostly I've been spendin' my time, travelling the nation spittin' rhymesUnraveling situations with women, makin' dimesI've had good times, and some super badOh man, did I tell you I'm a new dad?Just kiddin' I still don't have semen but I'm California Dreamin'On the east coast not to boast I was schemin' in team with a dude named AmosMade a magazine, and now we're kind of both famous but only in a certain sceneSo I lack green, I live beyond my means (STD: Yeah?)But hey, it's the American way and friends say it's end daysI don't mean to trouble you, but I think we should let them all know it's the EOTW(STD & K:)It's the end of the world (SC: Wha?)It's the end of the world (SC: Wha?)Total Armageddon, it's the end of the world as we know it (SC: Yeah)We show it to you, brimstone and fireApocalypse now and not a single survivor(SC: Come on!)It's the end of the world (SC: Wha?)It's the end of the world (SC: Wha?)Total Armageddon, it's the end of the world as we know it (SC: Yeah)We show it to you, brimstone and fireApocalypse now and not a single survivor(STD:)It seems we've both come a long ways, in our respective old ageBut talking to you makes me nostalgic for those old days(K:)I can still picture the first time we shared a stageSF Pride Fest, The Butchies drummer played(STD:)Remember Out Fest in LA and those Balazo shows?(K:)Candyass, Black Metal Queen, and hella ho's(STD:)You got into a fist fight with two in Missoula right?(K:)Oh yeah that's right, I almost forgot that nightWe played with Mates of State, were met with blank stares and hate(STD:)But in our suits and pink capes, we still looked hella greatRicki, drunk, would introduce us. Man I really miss her!(K:)I made out with your girlfriend(STD:)I made you with your sister(K:)We watched the Anna Nicole show in a hotel suite(STD:)You made me a better rapper(K:)You taught me how to make beats(STD:)Maybe we should write a new song, in which we reminisce(K:)Yes! And the last chorus can go just like this(SC: Come on!)(STD & K:)The world is, the world is, the world isGonna end, you can pretend that it won't, but it willIf you don't catch a thrill before it's over you'll blow itLast chance for decadence, you know it(SC: Come on!)The world is, the world is, the world isGonna end, you can pretend that it won't, but it willIf you don't catch a thrill before it's over you'll blow itLast chance for decadence, you know it(SC: Come on!)I got candy cane dreams (SC:Wha?), sugar coated schemes (SC:Wha?)A life that screams decadence, (SC: Yeah) duh-duh-duh-duhThis phase won't ever passThese sweets are cold kickin' my candy ass(SC: Come on!)I got candy cane dreams (SC:Wha?), sugar coated schemes (SC:Wha?)A life that screams decadence, (SC: Yeah) duh-duh-duh-duhThis phase won't ever passThese sweets are cold kickin' my candy ass(STD, K, SC: Unh!)(SC: Word. That's it. Peace.)
