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Last days, last

As I stare off the and try to understand
Why you feel I am someone you can do with?
How? When you and I come from two
Polar opposite

Under normal circumstances, I would be you
And rich parents up at gunpoint, demanding the combination
To the wall safe, while your sister screams suffering
From whipped pain or looking back at you
In a courtroom filled absolutely none of my peers

Why are you here? Is some voyeuristic bullshit?
See man sing? Or maybe, just maybe, you've been subjected
To so many drive byes and gang shootings
That you, have become numb to the pain like me

And you check out, have become insane from overdoses of reality
Well, this, at the rate we're going right now, white boy, yeah
You, you and I, will die holding each other's
That's real, the world's at war, at war

yourself, don't be me, check your goddamn self
It's down 1997, see the light, red lasers
Rip through my neighborhood at night, is short
Homicide is the number one

Last days, last days, these are the last

So, now all the reality's soaked, I and you
Start to reanalyze every I ever said, am I a racist?
Or am I just someone, who tells it, how the it is?
Well, the truth of the thing is, I was on crime

Walking through an environment, so filled, so much hate
Honestly, I do not that you are able to comprehend
The magnitude of the evil, but this
There were no white there, just black on black genocide

The only white men, there were the cops showed up
Late in the fourth, to outline the teenaged in chalk
So who do I hate? Do I you? Do I hate myself?
Or possibly, am I intelligent enough, to only hold the
Of the itself to blame?

Not who creates the conditions? Who stops, affirmative
And welfare? Who loves the three strikes
see 'em at the million man march
Or the three hundred and thousand man march

Let daddy tell it, there's a lotta lies out there
What side ya on? Armageddon is
I am the fourth of the apocalypse, recognize game

Last days, these are the last
days, these are the last days
Last days, these are the days, last days

But, maybe I'm all wrong, maybe everything is
Maybe, all just gonna get along
Maybe, I'm trippin', maybe is perfect, yeah, right

Last days, are the last days
Last days, these are the last
Last days, are the last days, last days

I you, you hate me, and what does that equal?
It equals and that's exactly what we're gonna have
Nothing, I, we make a change soon
And who am I to tell you

I ain't nobody, but a from South Central
Who's had the to go around the world
And I found out, that, we're all not really different
Racism, is the number one of earth

There's only one race, the race
And if we get it together soon, this song is true
We are all living in the last