End of Time (feat. Korn)

Just feelin' things out for real, ya know?

Just wanna do me for real, ya know?

No reason to make it complicated, for feelin' agitated

You love it or you hate it…fuck it

Desperation jumpin' off of street corners and

Hustlas lookin for runs like Pop Warner and

Local state officials….man they out of touch

Getting money for some, aiyo, ain't nothin' much

But yo…let them tell it, we smoke it and we sell it

You don't understand, so don't gel it

You sneakin' souls just for phat diamond golds

Cuz our lady friends have likings for designer clothes

People in my hood think….if I'm lookin raggedy, then the cat is just a weakling

In the very fake chain of oppression….the television taught me any lesson, it's

"Image is Nothing", but yo I got a thirst

Nothing, but yo I got a thirst

Nothing, but yo I got a thirst

What's worse? Your rings or your purse?

All aboard! All aboard! Make your way to the back there! Hey you! Step lively! Women and

Children first! What's wrong with you?

The world is coming to an end!

Come on now, we're looking at the end! There's not enough room for freakin' everybody! We have to leave all of our paraphernalia behind! Come forward wankers! All of those wankers! Come on, let's go! This way! Come on now, lot! We're looking at the end. Let's go! Move it to the back, there! Come on now, let's go!

Buck that, bum back

Bum dick, broke back

Baghdad, bomb back

Bum dick, right back

Dark dick, broke back

Right back, bomb that

Bum dick, bomb back

Bomb back!

It's kinda scary you see

How fucked up things can be

Each time you take a breath

Hell it could be your last

There's so much shit around us

Things we can't even see

If this is end of the line

That's where I wanna be (repeat 4x's)

End of the line/

End of time (repeat 4x's)