Luyện nghe bài hát Last Days

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

1: AZ

Yo, blesses to the young ones trapped in the
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 thru Christ
Blinded from so many signs shown from greed
Tryin to calculate all the funds I from weed
out just 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, real ill
Takin time just to with friends we still bill
told when I kick it with moms, to stay strong
Watch out for them that's wicked, they play wrong
your game strong, maintain yourself and live
Star bless the kids, soon sometin give

Monifa

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

2: AZ

You got to when your end is near, I been 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 death, in cold blood
Behoggin lost or lack respect, show love
Sometime I wonder, was we ever free? High
they move so cleverly, don't ever
Got my on the proverbs, ecclesiastics
These words, so absurb, I read em backwards
They doors, gave me a cause to stay swift
And reward, it gave me the sword to rich
is the best part, besides that
I fell-a off to a fresh start, no time to
So much more still to come, it strange
I was much more iller young, but change
Tryin to grow old, so 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, it's just thugs and clicks, we offer
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 high and let they scheme, I got Tek cool
In this world where so many stress,
ain't nuttin but the thoughts of death, we're sons of man
So off track it's a to see, it's open season
Got movin dangerously, for no reason
Hopin we can all adapt, get wise
It build lies, it was all a trap, in
by my own kind, so why ask
Because blacks to have a closed mind, deal with
Keep your open, never rock yourself to sleep
Love to the East, let the dead in peace

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Outro:

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