Luyện nghe bài hát Last Days

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

1: AZ

Yo, blesses to the young trapped in the world
Never hate the next man that be tappin your
It's a hype, shoot anythings a man vision thru life
Help me to understand the chosen ones thru Christ
Blinded from so many signs shown from greed
Tryin to all the funds I blown from weed
Started out a young shorty, wakin the rules
Turnin out to be the wise, educatin the
So many lost in these last days, curtains
Tryin to change from my ways, I'm soul searchin
Diggin deep, tryin to feel within, it's ill
Takin time just to with friends we still bill
Always when I kick it with moms, to stay strong
Watch out for them bitches wicked, they play wrong
Keep game strong, maintain yourself and live
Star the kids, soon sometin gotta give

Chorus:

The days, are comin
Towards you, it's to build
I a time that's real
The last days, are
Towards you, time to build
AZ the deal

2: AZ

You got to know when your end is near, I there
Seen years disappear in thin air, wins here
Swore on the population, we fightin
For sure, we need to the hatin, enlightin minds
Many die from a death, in cold blood
Behoggin niggas lost or respect, show love
Sometime I wonder, was we ever free? officials
they move so cleverly, don't ever
Got my mind on the proverbs,
These Bible words, so absurb, I read em
open doors, gave me a cause to stay swift
And reward, it gave me the sword to rich
Understandin is the part, besides that
I fell-a off to a fresh start, no time to
So much more still to come, it seems
I was much iller young, but things change
to grow old, so many sights to see
Told it fold, just 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
Makin moves, tryin to stay afloat, it get
In these streets, you either stay or walk, or get
So strategise like the king, respect due
get high and let they mind scheme, I got Tek cool
In this where so many stress, understand
ain't nuttin left but the 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 build lies, it was all a trap, in
by my own kind, so why ask
Because blacks to have a closed mind, with facts
your eyes open, never rock yourself to sleep
Love to the East, let the rest in peace

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Outro:

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