Intro to Busta Rhyme’s Extinction Level Event Album Girl: Daddy, whats it gonna be like in the year 2000? Father: Well, Sweetheart for your sake I hope it will be all peaches and cream. But Im afraid the endtime is near. The cataclysmic apocalypse referred to in the scriptures of every holy book known to mankind. It will be an era fraught with boundless greed and corruption, where global monetary systems disintegrate, leaving brother to kill brother for a grain of over-cooked rice. The nations of the civilized world will collapsed, under the oppressive weight of parasitic political conspiracies, which remove all hope and optimism from their once faithful citizens. Around the globe, generations of polluters will be punished for their sins. Unshielded by the o-zone layer they have successfully depleted, left to bake in the searing, naked rays of light. Wholesale assassinations serve to destabilize every remaining government. Leaving the starving and wicked to fend for themselves. Blood-thirsty renegade cyborgs, created by tax-dodging corporations, wreak havoc. Pissed off androids, tired of being slaves to a godless and gutless system where the rich get richer and the poor get fucked over and out, unleash total worldwide destruction by means of nuclear holocaust, annihilating the terrified masses, leaving in its torturous wake nothing but vicious, cannibalistic, mutated, and horribly disfigured hordes of satanic killers bent on revenge, but against whom? There are so few …