Luyện nghe bài hát Last Days

Close eyes, fly with me
Spark your lye, get high me
Raise your glass me
Come see
on, come on
Close eyes, let fly with me
Light your lye, get with me
Raise your

1: AZ

Yo, blesses to the young trapped in the world
hate the next man that be tappin your girl
It's just a hype, shoot anythings a man thru life
Help me to understand the chosen ones livin thru
Blinded time so many signs shown from greed
Tryin to all the funds I blown from weed
out just a young shorty, wakin the rules
Turnin out to be the wise, the fools
So many lost in last days, closed curtains
Tryin to change from my past ways, I'm soul
Diggin deep, to feel within, it's real ill
Takin time just to chill with we still bill
Always told when I kick it moms, to stay strong
Watch out for bitches that's wicked, they play wrong
Keep your strong, maintain yourself and live
Star bless the kids, soon sometin gotta

Chorus:

The days, are comin
Towards you, it's to build
I need a time that's
The days, are comin
you, it's time to build
AZ turnin the

2: AZ

You got to know when end is near, I been there
Seen years disappear in thin air, wins here
on the population, we fightin blind
For sure, we to stop the hatin, enlightin minds
Many die from a tragic death, in cold
Behoggin niggas lost or respect, show love
Sometime I wonder, was we ever High officials
they move so cleverly, ever sleep
Got my mind on the proverbs,
These Bible words, so absurb, I em backwards
They open doors, me a cause to stay swift
And reward, it gave me the to stay rich
Understandin is the best part, that
I fell-a off to a start, no time to sidetrack
So more still to come, it seems strange
I was much iller young, but things change
Tryin to grow old, so many to see
Told it never fold, more righteously, you know?

3: AZ

I never knew any Bloods and Crips, but they
In New York, it's just thugs and clicks, we tips
moves, tryin to stay afloat, it get deep
In streets, you either stay or walk, or get beat
So like the wise king, respect due
Brothers get high and let they scheme, I got Tek cool
In world where so many stress, understand
ain't left but the thoughts of death, we're sons of man
So off track it's a shame to see, it's season
Got police dangerously, for no reason
Hopin soon we can all adapt, get
It lies, it was all a trap, in disguise
by my own kind, so why ask
Because blacks to have a closed mind, with facts
Keep your eyes open, never rock to sleep
Love to the East, let the dead in peace

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Outro:

We gotta do, we gotta do
Brothers, sisters, you gotta wake up, you gotta up
Ain't nothin gonna come this
We gotta make it right now, we make it right now, now
Oooohoho, think them babies
Yeah, think about the
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