Fredro Starr - Last Dayz (Haunted Remix) lyrics

[Intro: Sticky Fingaz] South suicide Queens, all n***as Gather up all your arms And get ready for this New World Order sh** is about to change, motherf**er! [Verse 1: Fredro Starr] I'm America's nightmare Young, black and just don't give a f** I just wanna get high and live it up So f** a 9-to-5! And whitey tryin' to slave us With minimum wages, slammin' my n***as up in cages Changin their behavior to spittin' razors, that's outrageous Smokin' roaches is hopeless We want lazy sofas and sculptures Lady chauffeurs who f** us, full house and royal flushes Roll with the rush, it's that Afficial Nast Got b**hes with pistols and cash, we livin' in the last My theory is "f** it," s**y n***as get abducted My corrupted is conducted, through ghettos, sippin' Amaretto Hand on the metal, foot on the pedal, never settle He wore Carolina Herrera, dirty Donna Karan sweaters Ralph Lauren leathers and suedes Gold plated guns and grenades To blow up; I got news from the informers I'm trapped in corners, bustin' shots at Time-Warner's [Verse 2: Sonee Seeza] My man big Ty, he know how to get by Get high, do a jix, then be fixed to be fly Some mid, cross and up and downtown action And when he stick he keep a grip and move with traction Keep mad alibis, a plan to stay wise And wide-eyed, livin' in the state of Southside Crooked jakes and fakes, snake n***as all out for papes All who wanna overtake, you leave them with drapes The white sheet covers, this heat smothers The street, eat brothers, six shots rang, duke got banged We all ready for these wars We all want more, these the last days—get yours! [Bridge 1: Fredro Starr] 32 shots inserted in Glock's, you heard it for blocks The murderer who gots convertible drops Livin' life on the edge, a dangerous way of livin' Never givin' a sh**, ‘cause we livin' in it ‘Cause it be off the hook, crooks, crack Cheeba spots, and sellin' rocks The cops around the clock, it's hot Livin' life on the edge, a dangerous way of livin' Never givin' a sh**, ‘cause we livin' in it [Verse 3: Sticky Fingaz] Thinkin' about takin' my own life, I might as well Except they might not sell weed in hell And that's where I'm goin', ‘cause the Devil's inside of me He make me rob from my own nationality That's kind of ignorant, but yo, I gotta pay the rent So, yeah, I'll stick a n***a most definite A degenerate, if I get caught I'm innocent ‘Cause I don't leave no sticky fingerprints For the cops, they only good if they dead And all that badge and the gun sh** be goin' to their head To make bread I gotta steal for sport So I stole the show and made some pennies for my thoughts And if this f**in' rap sh** don't pay I'ma start sellin' d** around my way k**in' my own people in the USG sh**, they gonna get it from somebody, I'd rather it be me Besides, you can't tax dirty money And you can't trust nobody (Nobody!) No one (No one!), I'm a scorpion And I'll probably bite the bullet, ‘cause I live by the gun [Bridge 2: Fredro Starr] Big heavy-hitters, 25-to-life bidders who just came out And pullin' flame out, take aim, blow your brains out It's life on the edge, a dangerous way of livin' Never givin' a sh**, ‘cause we livin' in it In South suicide Queens where n***as act up n***a, back up, Afficial Nast, throw your f**in' gats up! It's life on the edge, a dangerous way of livin' Never givin' a sh**, ‘cause we livin' in it We never givin' a sh**, ‘cause we livin' in it Afficial Nast motherf**ers don't give a sh**—word up!