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Last days, last days |
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As I stare off the stage and try to understand |
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Why you feel that |
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I am someone you can do with? |
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How? When you and |
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I come from two totally |
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Polar opposite lifestyles |
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Under normal circumstances, |
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I would be waking you |
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And your rich parents up at gunpoint, demanding the combination |
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To the wall safe, while your little sister screams suffering |
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From pistol whipped pain or looking back at you |
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In a courtroom filled with absolutely none of my peers |
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Why are you here? |
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Is this some voyeuristic bullshit? |
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See black man sing? |
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Or maybe, just maybe, you've been subjected |
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To so many audio drive byes and gang shootings |
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That you, yourself have become numb to the pain like me |
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And you check this out, have become insane from overdoses of reality |
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Well, stomach this, at the rate we're going right now, white boy, yeah |
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You, you and |
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I, will die holding each other's throats |
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That's real, the world's at war, we're at war |
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Check yourself, don't be me, check your goddamn self |
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It's goin' down 1997, see the light, red lasers |
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Rip through my neighborhood at night, time is short |
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Homicide is the number one sport |
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Last days, last days, these are the last days |
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So, now that all the reality's soaked, |
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I and youStart to reanalyze every word |
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I ever said, am |
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I a racist? |
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Or am I just someone, who tells it, how the **** it is? |
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Well, the truth of the thing is, |
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I was raised on crime |
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Walking through an environment, so filled, with so much hate |
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Honestly, |
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I do not feel that you are able to comprehend |
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The magnitude of the evil, but trip this |
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There were no white faces there, just black on black genocide |
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The only white men, there were the cops that showed up |
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Late in the fourth, to outline the teenaged bodies in chalk |
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So who do |
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I hate? Do |
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I hate you? |
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Do I hate myself? |
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Or possibly, am |
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I intelligent enough, to only hold the conditions |
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Of the ghetto itself to blame? |
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Not who creates the conditions? |
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Who stops, affirmative action |
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And welfare? |
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Who loves the three strikes law? |
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Didn't see 'em at the million man march |
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Or the three hundred and fifty thousand man march |
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Let your daddy tell it, there's a lotta lies out there |
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What side ya on? |
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Armageddon is near |
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I am the fourth rider of the apocalypse, recognize game |
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Last days, these are the last days |
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Last days, these are the last days |
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Last days, these are the last days, last days |
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But, maybe |
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I'm all wrong, maybe everything is okay |
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Maybe, we're all just gonna get along |
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Maybe, I'm trippin', maybe life is perfect, yeah, right |
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Last days, these are the last days |
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Last days, these are the last days |
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Last days, these are the last days, last days |
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I hate you, you hate me, and what does that equal? |
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It equals nothing and that's exactly what we're gonna have |
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Nothing, I, we don't make a change soon |
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And who am |
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I to tell you anything? |
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I ain't nobody, but a brother from |
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South Central |
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Who's had the opportunity to go around the world |
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And I found out, that, we're all not really that different |
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Racism, is the number one enemy of earth |
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There's only one race, the human race |
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And if we don't get it together soon, this song is true |
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We are all living in the last days |
