Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The End, artist - Blu & Exile. Album song Miles, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 16.07.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Dirty Science
Song language: English
The End |
| And it will be the end |
| I’m warning all |
| (Hell no, we won’t go) |
| And it will be the end |
| And if the blind lead the blind |
| All are going into the ditch |
| This is Martin on the balcony |
| This is Malcom giving a speech at the Audubon |
| Shot down by his own faculty |
| This is Marvin shot by his own family |
| This is Lee Morgan shot by his girlfriend |
| This is the end |
| This is when shit gets intense |
| Yo, this is when shit hits the fan |
| This is when Al-Qaeda slash an airplane into the pentagon |
| This is Jimmy’s sleeping remedy gone wrong |
| This is 2Pac in Vegas |
| This is Biggie Smalls back in Cali |
| This a junkie 'bout to take his last hit in an alley |
| This the grand finale, my man, this is the last stand |
| with the gas cans |
| Slaves jumping off of slave boats into the ocean |
| This is O.D.B. |
| overdosing |
| This is Kurt Cobain loading a shotgun |
| Blowing his brains all over Washington |
| This is the slaughter, son, this is the end |
| This is the last draw at war |
| This is the last door |
| The one thing you don’t ask God for |
| This is the meteor that killed all the dinosaurs |
| This is not the final four, nah |
| This is the end |
| Yeah, beginning and ending I come to bless your dome |
| Heads get blown, said rappers that convalesce at homes |
| Each word of my lyrics should just be etched in stone |
| Langston Hughes in the spirit when I express the poem |
| The provolone, the cheese, gouda, the Fetty guapa |
| I even with vegans, nigga, and shit a Whopper |
| They raise a gun to their people but never hear the copper |
| Seek fortress from evil before I shit with chakras |
| My philosophy is iller than Socrates |
| On point like isosceles, with verbal atrocities |
| You operate sloppily, we murder your mockery |
| It’s Dag Sav prophecy, we shit on your comedy |
| Alpha and Omega, arm, leg, a leg |
| A arm, head sector on a slave ship to Mecca |
| Treat the booth like it’s the house of the Lord |
| Why are there still so many rappers, I got thousands more |
| Last days when a nuclear cloud pours acid rain |
| From the neocon policies gone insane |
| When the black lungs collapse and the black rivers drain |
| And you don’t wanna burn so you put a bullet in your brain instead |
| The same thing that Revalations explained, last days |
| When the highways collapse, this ain’t the final four |
| This is a rap about how it’s a rap about |
| The last time we wrapped around the corner 'fore the route expires |
| Either drowning in the flood or you’re doused in fire |
| You could climb a mountain and hide in a cave |
| But everywhere will burn, my G, there’s no escape |
| Apocalypse means the unveiling of the fate |
| When you reject God’s word and give the Devil your embrace |
| When every layer is betrayer, every level gets erased |
| Last days for the ghettos and the upper-class communities |
| Irony through the death, the classes finally found unity |
| Hiding underground, where they probably found you and me |
| Huddled in the corner, even the coroner will die off |
| Ain’t no amount of money to prevent it, ain’t no buy-off |
| The last days, end of watch |
| God turn the light off |
| This is osmosis |
| Broke minds buy into hypnosis |
| Live streams that divide king’s eyes from divine focus |
| You was dead in the delivery room |
| It’s all hopeless 'cause your heartbeat ain’t in tune with the universe |
| The flesh is a tomb, the mind is a tool |
| The heart is the part where revolutions push the body to move |
| You ready to lose? |
| Got the mathematics confused |
| If you’re trending on the Gram niggas are rocking my news |
| Ooh, what a deep truth, they don’t see the bleak proof |
| You ignore the wisdom when you’re thinking with a sweet tooth |
| Power is warm, but cadavers is cool |
| Babies walk the green mile just to make it to school |
| What can you do? |
| The needle stay stuck in the groove |
| Why you praying for a god when you’re fucking a fool? |
| D.O.A., stillborn, show me what to build on |
| It can’t be the ground that my people getting killed on |
| Black lives get shattered 'cause they don’t matter |
| Bodies full of bones for the prisons to be built on |
| We in the last days, trapped in a black haze |
| Freedom is the sacred ground we never got to live on |
| Skinny legs, big belly, preaching you to stand strong |
| Short life, but think twice, it’s starting to feel mad long |
| If this is the end, I’ll take my mask off |
| Missile’s like, count me down, 8, 9, 10, we have blast-off |
| The end of the line is the beginning |
| So what’s next, once failed, just stay strong for the winning |
| First diversion in the sinning |
| I’m tryna be the last days with a bat in the ninth inning |
| This cat past his ninth life, the end |
| Holding my wife, but then I get hit twice in a knife fight |
| I see the middle of the night coming with fright |
| We all gotta fight and unite for what’s right |
| A see a version of it like, we try to unite |
| We get in one place for the cops to say goodnight |
| They pull the guns and they shoot, but they bulletproof |
| We hit back, it don’t work, they kill another two |
| So what you gonna do, mad |
| You blast back with two rounds |
| But you only put one to the ground |
| You hear a sound, you go to the ground, you look up |
| A mushroom cloud hit the earth, ch-ch-blaow |
| Well I’m the last man on the planet |
| And I know because I walked to Japan |
| All the way from Los Angeles |
| I swam across the Atlantic |
| And it’s true, I really am the last man standing |
| I panicked at first, then I said, «Wait, I’mma make this work» |
| Then I started walking the whole Earth |
| Then I started thinking, «What if I’m just dreaming? |
| What if I pinch myself and find out I’m just sleeping?» |
| So I closed my eyes and when I opened them |
| I seen people dying from opium, kids starving in Ethiopia |
| I seen Muslims go to war with Christians |
| I seen slavery lynches, I seen shit I can’t even mention |
| I seen a man convince a population to drink his juice |
| I seen Bishop die at the end of Juice |
| I seen Jews face the Holocaust |
| I seen who Gs pour out they’re 40-ounce bottle for |
| I done seen shit I don’t know how to describe |
| I played Scarface, I never seen a man cry |
| 'Til I seen a man die |
| I think I seen the face of the anti |
| That’s why I got baptized, I seen the fate of bad guys |
| The faith of the rabbi, the kings of nations lie |
| Maybe I’m tripping, maybe I won’t get shot if I’m Cripping |
| Maybe I smoke rocks and won’t get addicted |
| Maybe I’m on a mission, maybe I don’t know how I’mma end it |
| Or maybe this is how I end it |
| This is the end |
| The end of their power and their authority to rule |
| (Hell no, we won’t go) |