Luyện nghe bài hát Last Days

Last days, last

As I off the stage and try to understand
Why you that I am someone you can do with?
How? When you and I come from two
opposite lifestyles

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

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

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

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

days, last days, these are the last days

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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