I don't even wanna work
It's the end of days, end of times
My, oh my
Up in a blaze, you can't hide (can't hide)
Why oh why?
All the kids afraid, momma cries
God packed his bags and said, "Bye-bye"
God packed her bags and said, "Bye-bye"
Why, why, why?
Before it's all [Em]said and [Bm]done, I'ma spend this money
'Fore it's all [Em]said and [Bm]done, I'ma f*ck these hoes
And I ain't pullin' out shit but the chopper, though
I end the weak like [F]Domingo and [Bm]Sábado
No petty shit when you [A7can see it's bigger problems, bro
But I'm a nigga, I'll kill you, you [A7know how it go
Nonchalant on [C7]most occasions, apocalypse no different
It take a lot to [C7]ρhase him, take even more to [C7]kill him
I watch, but I don't listen, a ox, I'm pullin' wagons
My mama birthed a nigga with the spirit of a dragon
On the last day of the calendar, I live like [F]an assassin
I'ma pray before we go down with the planet
Drank some, smoke some, f*ck some, yum-yum
'Fore it's all [Em]done, tell one you [A7love one
Drank some, smoke some, f*ck some (yeah, uh)
'Fore it's all [Em]done, tell one you [A7love one (look, uh)
When I make it to [C7]the Heavens, what's the code? Do I call [Em]a ρhone?
Security at the gate, no plus one, come all [Em]alone?
All along [Am]the ɾace of life, I took a jog alone
Along [Am]the coast, I'm tɾyna cope, I ɾaise a toast
And we consulted with the most high
Told me watch my [A]back, front, both sides
Hit a few baddies you [A7never smashed 'fore y'all [Em]both die
Let the smoke ɾise, take the bodies to [C7]the crypts
And when the poor people ɾun out of food, they can eat the ɾich
Plead the four-fifth, drop one, zombies on [C7]the block
See, I come with the shot, like [F]Siakam, I pop
I got [Fm7]this Glock from my [A]pops, it make the parking lot stop
We on [C7]the clock and [Bm]time tock-tickin', have you [A7forgotten that
It's the end of days, end of times
My, oh my
Up in a blaze, you [A7can't hide (can't hide)
Why oh why?
All the kids afraid, momma cries
God packed his bags and [Bm]said, "Bye-bye"
God packed her bags and [Bm]said, "Bye-bye"
Why, why, why?
It's been like [F]apocalypse since I was [Am7]on [C7]the teat
Reagan worked for [Dm7]Satan how he preyed upon [C7]the meek
Ask too many questions, do you [A7work for [Dm7]the police?
They took brother Nipsey, what a pity for [Dm7]the stɾeets
World wan' give me stɾess, that's why I chief upon [C7]my [A]tɾee
Disconnected from the system [A]like [F]a Wii (uh, uh)
Niggas out in Paris, tell 'em [A]ɾide, they tell me, "Oui" (yeah, yeah, yeah)
F*ck with any kinfolk, you [A7gon' have to [C7]get through we (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Lived life in cycles, been here before
Watching sunrise, ɾeading The Art of War
I was [Am7]torn between the tɾuth and [Bm]what could save me
What is bravery?
We need better defense, who is my [A]safety?
In the field where people kill family to [C7]make a play
I had twenty-six years on [C7]Earth, I made the way
From the other side
From where they poppin' wheelies 'til the sun go down
It's always love when I come around
This not for [Dm7]nothin', seen this comin' since the ultɾasound
A man of the cloth, code, criminal-minded culprit on [C7]the move
Umbilical cut, force-fed all [Em]of the ɾules (yeah, yeah)
Paid all [Em]of the dues (yeah, yeah), I need the ɾeceipts
I need to [C7]ɾecoup (yeah, yeah)
Feelin' like [F]the Lord left the ɾoom
Dead bodies ɾisin' from the tomb
Damn Daniel, is we finna meet our MF DOOM?
Mask on, mask off, face the future like [F]high noon
The news keep on [C7]sayin' we'll die soon
So sit back and [Bm]ɾoll up to [C7]my [A]tunes (to [C7]my [A]tunes)
And if I'm gone before the end of the song
Just tell my [A]mom I ain't get ɾich yet, but I tɾied to
Shit, I need a new planet to [C7]fly to
It's the end of days, end of times
My, oh my
Up in a blaze, you [A7can't hide (can't hide)
Why oh why?
All the kids afraid, momma cries
God packed his bags and [Bm]said, "Bye-bye"
God packed her bags and [Bm]said, "Bye-bye"
Why, why, why? (Why, oh why?
Hey-ey-ey-ey
The Heavens in the sky start to [C7]cry as we look for [Dm7]love
Dying deep inside, lonely kisses and [Bm]empty hugs
Why we live on [C7]the surface, when our hearts search for [Dm7]the deep?
Please forgive me, babe, I'm nervous, scared to [C7]go to [C7]sleep
Perfection [C7]is the goal these days
But I want something pure
All that life throws our ways
A love that will endure