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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?
When you and I come from two totally
Polar lifestyles

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

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

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

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

days, last days, these are the last days

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

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

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

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

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

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

But, maybe I'm all wrong, everything is okay
Maybe, we're all just gonna get
Maybe, I'm trippin', maybe life is perfect, yeah,

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

I hate you, you hate me, and what that equal?
It equals nothing and that's exactly what we're gonna
Nothing, I, we don't make a change
And who am I to tell you

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

There's one race, the human race
And if we don't get it together soon, this is true
We are all in the last days