As I stare off the stage and try to Understand why you feel that I am Someone you can id with, how ? When you and I come from two totally Polar opposite lifestyles Under normal circumstances I would be Waking you and your rich parents up at Gunpoint Demanding the combination to the wall Safe While your little sister screams suffering From pistol-whipped pain Or looking back at you in a courtroom Filled with absolutely none of my peers Why are you here ? Is this some Voyeuristic bullshit ? See black man sing ? Or maybe, just maybe, you've been sub- Jected to so many audio drive by's and Gang shootings that you yourself have Become numb to the pain like me And you - check this out - have become Insane from overdoses of reality Well stomach this, at the rate we're Going right now white boy, yeah you, you And I will die holding each other's Throats That's real, the world's at war, we're at War Check yourself, don't be me check your Goddamn self It's goin down 1997, see the light, red Lasers rip through my neighborhood at Night, time is short Homocide is the number one sport
Last days Last days These are the last days
So now that all the reality's soaked, I and You start to reanalyze every word I ever Said, am I a racist ? Or am I just someone who tells it how the Fuck it is ? Well the truth of the thing is I was raised On crime Walking through an environment so filled With so much hate Honesty I do not feel that you are able to Comprehend the magnitude of the evil But trip this, there were no white faces There Just blck on black genocide The only white men there were the cops That showed up late in the fourth to out- Line the teenaged bodies in chalk So who do I hate ? Do I hate you ? Do I Hate myself ? Or possibly am I intelligent enough to only Hold the conditions of the ghetto itself to Blame ? - Not! Who creates the conditions ? Who stops affirmative action and wel- Fare ? Who loves the 3 strikes law ? Didn't see 'em at the Million Man March Or the three hundred and fifty-thousand Man march, let your daddy tell it There's a lotta lies out there, what side Ya on ? Armageddon is near I am the fourth rider of the apocalypse Recogize game
Last days These are the last days Last days These are the last days Last days These are the last days Last days
(But maybe I'm all wrong, maybe everything Is ok. Maybe we're all just gonna get Along. Maybe I'm trippin, maybe life is Perfect - yeah right)
[CHORUS] I hate you, you hate me, and what does That equal ? It equals nothing, and that's exactly what We're gonna have Nothing, i we don't make a change soon And who am I to tell you anything ? I ain't nobody but a brother from South Central Who's had the opportunity to go around The world And I found out that we're all not really That different Racism is the number one enemyof Earth There's only one race, the human race And if we don't get it together soon, this Song is true We are all living in the last daysTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
