"The final hour is approaching for the people of Earth, hear this!"

She said "Excuse me"
And you be illin with the wordplay
He said "Thank you very much I'm billing till Thursday"
Once heard a beat drum it sounded like a sloppy knock
Whoever was on the mic speech is pure poppy cock
These go back to the days of pop lock
Even back to rumors that Mikey died off pop rocks
Where the girls wore jellies and played hop scotch
Older broads used to wear tennises and sloppy socks
APB the 3 headed with the fancy crown
Last seen headed towards a city in shanty town
All of a sudden can't be found
Safe and sound mouth on the nipple panties down
Put a choke hold on the monster from Ogopogo
Whoever did they vocals
And also they so-so logo
That's a no-no
Through the wheels of steel phono
Geedorah no deals pro bono


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"The Final Hour" as written by Daniel Thompson


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