Schäffer the Darklord - End Of The World Reunion lyrics

Hey what up?
Strict Chem coming at ya from the West Coast

In the year 2000
Long before I was the Darklord
I was a drummer in bands, heavy metal
Hard core i was young and restless
I lived in San Francisco
I wrote crappy rhymes over lousy
Instrumentals on my four track
No Pro-tools, couldn't afford that
Dreamed of my own rap act
Didn't know no rap cats
Too half-assed to solo
So my friend Ricki asked me

If I would like to meet her
(my) friend, Katasrophe

He was a performance poet, and a handsome kid
Well connected, ambitious, and mad talented
He didn't build beats, I barely wrote rhymes
But we could make magic
With our skills combined
So I was like "Hey"
And he was like "Hey"
He had a pair of friends
Who were pornographers and they
Needed a hot track stat
For their latest flick

So we wrote one and the
Chorus went just like this:

I got candy cane dreams, sugar coated schemes
A life that screams decadence
(What?) duh-duh-duh-duh
This phase won't ever pass
These sweets are cold kickin' my candy ass

And that was that
(Unh) , but it turned out shit
Well the movie but not the music man
The jam was legit we wrote a dozen others
In our minds all of them pearls
And we called our brand new rap
Group The End of the World
We brought Ricki on as hype man
Did a bunch of shows (Hey)
Amassed a bunch of fans and
Shot a music video
We toured across the country
And stresses were felt
We split up to pursue solo acts by ourselves
My new stuff grew humorous, satanic
Katastrophe blew up, toured trans-atlantic
I moved to New York and later he did too
So I called him up
"Man what you been up to?"

Well since the last time we spoke
(yeah?) I stopped doing coke (Oh?)
I no longer drink
(No?) , I don't even smoke (Word)
And now I can think straight
Wait has it been since '08
Since we had a real conversation? (yeah)
Mostly I've been spendin' my time
Travelling the nation spittin' rhymes
Unraveling situations with women
Makin' dimes
I've had good times, and some super bad
Oh 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 Amos
Made a magazine
And now we're kind of both famous
But only in a certain scene
So I lack green, I live beyond my means
(yeah?) but hey it's the American way and
Friends say it's end days
I don't mean to trouble you
But I think we should let them
All know it's the EOTW

It's the end of the world (Wha?)
It's the end of the world (Wha?)
Total Armageddon
It's the end of the world as we know it
(yeah) we show it to you, brimstone and fire
Apocalypse now and not a single survivor

(Come on) it's the end of the world (Wha?)
It's the end of the world (Wha?)
Total Armageddon
It's the end of the world as we know it
(yeah) we show it to you, brimstone and fire
Apocalypse now and not a single survivor

It seems we've both come a long ways
In our respective old age
But talking to you makes me
Nostalgic for those old days

I can still picture the first
Time we shared a stage
SF Pride Fest, The Butchies drummer played

Remember Out Fest in LA
And those Balazo shows?

Candyass, Black Metal Queen, and hella ho's

You got into a fist fight
With two in Missoula right?

Oh yeah that's right
I almost forgot that night
We played with Mates of State
Were met with blank stares and hate

But in our suit's and pink capes
We still looked hella great ricki, drunk
Would introduce us man I really miss her!

I made out with your girlfriend

I made you with your sister
We watched the Anna Nicole show
In a hotel suite

You made me a better rapper
You taught me how to make beats
Maybe we should write a new song
In which we reminisce
Yes! And the last chorus can
Go just like this

(Come on)

The world is, the world is, the world is
Gonna end, you can pretend that it won't
But it will
If you don't catch a thrill before
It's over you'll blow it
Last chance for decadence, you know it

(Come on)

The world is, the world is, the world is
Gonna end, you can pretend that it won't
But it will
If you don't catch a thrill before
It's over you'll blow it
Last chance for decadence, you know it

(Come on)

I got candy cane dreams
(Wha?) , sugar coated schemes (Wha?)
A life that screams decadence
(yeah) duh-duh-duh-duh
This phase won't ever pass
These sweets are cold kickin' my candy ass

(Come on)

I got candy cane dreams
(Wha?) , sugar coated schemes (Wha?)
A life that screams decadence
(yeah) duh-duh-duh-duh
This phase won't ever pass
These sweets are cold kickin' my candy ass

(Unh)

(Word that's it peace)