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Artist:	Wet Boys
Song Title:	End of Tha World
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Chorus: 1x

It's the end of tha world foo, some times is gettin hard

Ridin in that black, earth falls to the graveyard

We livin in hell and not knowin

Still flowin

The crime rate still growin

It's the end of tha world foo, so times is gettin hard

Ridin in that black, earth falls to the graveyard

We livin in hell and not knowin

Still flowin

The crime rate still growin

Verse 1:

The world is a ghetto trapped in our minds

But they can't stop crime

Ya got ya life on the borderline

When is your time?

You never know when you gon' go

Get it right when you can before you knockin on every do'

They got crooked cops workin for the system

Makin the less fortunate ones out of victims

But it's a shame they drop drugs and slugs

It's a whiteman's world and never sho' no luv

The president movin ki's

back and forth from overseas

Distroyin this nation, bringin blacks to there knees

It's hard time (?) killin their own kids

New borns in trash cans, stuck with nowhere to live

Back in the day smoke a lil herb was all cool

Now they got dope fiends dreamin of blood pools

(?) could fight, shit, off and go their way

But these days

They fight with choppers and AK's

From sun up from sun down I'm here to stay

We all must pray

And thank the Lord for another day

Chorus:1x

Verse 2:

I'm beginnin to think this world is at it's full peak

but believe I ain't considerate with my own conception

I seek the light but still got wrong directions

Reflections

Of some of my childhood peers that be diseaced

I'd love to see chances of livin long havin (?)

No peace

I wanna consult my psychic and peep through that crystal

At my future (?) my life contains of drugs and pistols

I wanna survive 8 years parole or will the system fade me

Cuz though shit seems to come out right it's like I'm constipated

Live ain't nothin but bitch shit but a fuckin wrist of ever

I gots to get my shit together

and do whatever

It takes to make and clock a million in this ghetto

My fear is won't invest in no

Petty-hard death row

I'm takin a major step at crime

Even though da mind throw thangs behind

(?) kaotic minds

Pullin them cats of writin rhymes

Religious and reliable too many hypocrits

Put my truck to no man, ever since is way ole Texas shit

Could nigga be trippin actin like they Jesus

But then they wants to know reasons

Of these unfamiliar (?) diseases

Mislead you, never

I'm here to proceed you with a ghetto prophet

So by killin me still fulfill your empty pockets

Could money bring you pain as well as money could bring you power

They'll probably arrange some other religion that you may never gon' follow

I'm talkin (?) for my niggas taken on by the trials

Hopin to reach you and put out that everlastin fire

Cuz in this world all I'm seein here is crimes and crooks

So turn your mutha fuckin head this way and take a look

Chorus:1x

Verse 3:

I heard a blast and jumped in my bed

With the quickness reach for the front door

turn the nob looked out and said "What is it?"

It's the end of the world and every soul has expired

These streets are ripped apart and these buildings catchin on fire

So I dropped to my knees to begged the Lord fo forgiveness

With one tear rollin down my face cuz my soul ain't forgiven this

When the ground cracked open and the devil came up

He said "Nigga, pack your shit because you're comin wit us!"

Now I got realize that I'll be livin in hell

Eternal rest in peace in fire ain't no way to beg bail

But we got to except about the way that we livin

And make decisions bout killin and feelin bout how I'll be feelin

Is you hear what I'm hearin, is you sayin what I'm speakin

These (?) bad, they be in the streets tweekin

So leave them bustas alone and get your mind right bitch

Cuz it's the end of the world and we gotta think quick

Chorus: 1x

Verse 4:

Ugh

We got drug contimination

AIDs infestation

Blacks to 'nother blacks in a slave-free nation

Ya betta get it right, ya betta pray for your soul

So that fire and flame won't be in ya crossroad

Open your eyes, and let this light shine through

This world is comin to an end so what the fuck you gon' do

Wit the murderers, killas, and 20-second car jackers

Terrorists, dealers, and master computer hackers

Back in the days you could trust your church pastor (amen)

But not unless you wanna murder that bastard

Hope your healthy, wit no disease you're pure

Cuz the doctors can't help they claim they got no cure

Scared to look at the news, another plague bein spread

Or finding out my mother was found tradgically dead

This whole world's gonna burn but I'm prepared to fry

Like an electric chair victim gettin prepared to die

Look out fo thugs wit a glock

It's straight up shop or get chopped

Dope fiends non-stop

I smoked the whole damn block

We livin in the murder capitol way down south

Where if you start to get proved you get a gauge in your mouth

Ya betta repeat you know the deal

Car bombs and all steel

This world's comin to an end

That's how it is that's on the real

Chorus:1x (fades to end)

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