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Fucked Up Days Of Last

deified. All this dogma is bound, No effort to separate the myth from the facts, Fairy tales saying that the end of days have come at last. Was it always

ho's up off me Damn the flow nasty, coffee Don't you do like the Pope and cross me Yeah, this is my last chance, last chance Yeah, this is my last chance

Mistress (On and on and on and on and on and on and) Over the backs of the lines as we growl, motherfucker We are livin' in the last motherfuckin' days

I'm Little Nickie Play the "Casino", greedy bitches gettin' blown like Sharon gettin' stoned But this ain't no fuckin' movie, ain't nobody yellin' "cut" and gettin' up Fuck

sound is fast forward, hold up I'm just a runway show But I wear that so my plane need my runway clothes Cashmere sweats, they come out next year But these my last

Dre just fell the fuck off Well fuck the fuck offs All y'all eat soft, be mad, we bad fresh up outta the vault, oh! New syllables eat ball, ya fucks offs

got shady, she coulda watch them box you in like a Brady But she stood up. Like what up! It's a cold world, zip the coat, put the hood up That's some

, still livin' for today In these last days an' times An' then we'll walk right up to the sun Hand in hand We'll walk right up to the sun We won't land

the bad weed blues...... Krayzie Last night, was a real bad night for me, let me explain to y'all what I'm talkin about man, shit was real fucked up