Luyện nghe bài hát Last Days

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

1: AZ

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

Chorus:

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

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 blind
For sure, we need to stop the hatin, minds
Many die from a tragic death, in blood
Behoggin niggas lost or respect, show love
Sometime I wonder, was we ever free? High
they move so cleverly, ever sleep
Got my on the proverbs, ecclesiastics
Bible words, so absurb, I read em backwards
They open doors, gave me a to stay swift
And reward, it gave me the sword to stay
Understandin is the best part, besides
I fell-a off to a fresh start, no time to
So much still to come, it seems strange
I was much more iller young, but change
to grow old, so many sights to see
Told it never fold, just righteously, you know?

3: AZ

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

(x2)

Outro:

We gotta do, we gotta do
Brothers, sisters, you gotta up, you gotta wake up
nothin gonna come from this
We gotta make it right now, we make it right now, now
Oooohoho, think about babies
Yeah, about the babies
Ooooohh, what of.......