Last Days

[Intro] [Kokane] the whole fuckin' world is goin' mad (*Laughter*) Well check this out What the fuck would you do if you only have five minutes To live Would you do some evil shit [Km.G] hell yeah [Kokane] or would you repent the name of your motherfuckin' soul Yo Frost [Frost] what's up [Kokane] tell these motherfuckers your last confession [Verse 1: Frost] The murders, I never really planned them I just read through the telephone book chose them randam Mrs Jones, 215 South Michigan, Apartment 14, yo my victim I'm at home polishin' my Chrome and rollin' joints And put the silent knot in the tips of the hollow points Dumb bitch, left the door unlocked Now I'm puttin' on my Ski mask and .45 is cocked Tryin' to stay quit, the front door is squeezed Anxious, I haven't seen blood of weaks Known that cops wanna fold me Thinkin' of some shit my psychiatrist told me But fuck it, I wanted so that I taste it One more fantasy for feelin' this one life wastin' And they said I have a fucked up view Now purpose through our head and here's your moment of true... [Hook: Km.G X2] We have been to the last days Last equation, in this situation Nobody seems concern As the world turns, as the world turns [Verse 2: Cold 187Um] Now see it was once said, yo reap what you sow But I guess I forgot what I was told Ugh, I came deep yo, I can't sleep I'm havin' a vision of the homey layin' dead in the streets "who did it, who did it" I don't know, kept peepers over this bitch On the North side named sherk So now we on the who-ride, to check that nympho Pistol whipped, the ho told the Info Made her call that motherfucker up, told her tell him that you horny Tell him that you wanna fuck, and when she finished I told her have a nice day I shot her in the head twice, put her down the hallway Right about me, I heard a car pulled up Yeah, hear comin' the punk, but he about to get fucked Ugh, knock, knock, I let the door slide open And let my Desert Eagle, do the smokin' fool.... [Verse 3: Km.G] I can exchangin', I can handlin' I still flow for all my partners Cause suckers doin' damage Now I'm on the other side, nigga is lookin' in Shootin' letters from the Pen, address in my kid What up, they just shouts to the 'Row Choas to the left, seven else to the rows below And we waitin' for an appeal, so chill And they capin' to put up a double meal tickets So now we kick it, ooh I fucks up and I'm still doin' wrong And trip while write these fly ass rap songs Teachin' to the balls as I steal Cause doctor said we can't get the cheer motherfucker..... [Hook: Km.G X2] We have been to the last days Last equation, in this situation No body seems concern As the world turns, as the world turns [Verse 4: Frost] Lookin' at my clock tickin' in my cell 11:55, five minutes to hell (*Clock Strikes*) Soon I will be deceased, takin' to the priest How did I become this caged up beast The guard said open up cell block six I never really liked that son of a bitch Just the punishment fits the crime A boy said come on, Frost it's time Shackle, walking through the corridor There were faces, that I never saw before Insert the prosecuter, and some from the press No bly verse and no last request I've come strapped and my ankles and wrists Hittin' my eye shed not even resists And then I get the Grim Reaper kiss The lights went dim and all you heard was this.... [Outro: Spanish AD LIBS]