Текст (слова) песни: Body Count - Last days

Last days,
last days.

As I stare off the stage and try to
understand why you feel that I am
someone you can id with, how?
When you and I come from two totally polar opposite lifestyles.
Under normal circumstances I would be
waking you and your rich parents up at gunpoint.
Demanding the combination to the wall safe.
While your little sister screams suffering from pistol-whipped pain.
Or looking back at you in a courtroom
filled with absolutely none of my peers.
Why are you here? Is this some voyeuristic bullshit?
See black man sing?
Or maybe, just maybe, you`ve been subjected to so many audio drive by`s
and gang shootings that you yourself have
become numb to the pain like me.
And you - check this out - have become
insane from overdoses of reality.
Well stomach this, at the rate we`re
going right now white boy, yeah you, you
and I will die holding each other`s throats.
That`s real, the world`s at war, we`re at war.
Check yourself, don`t be me check your goddamn self.
It`s goin down 1997, see the light, red
lasers rip through my neighborhood at night, time is short.
Homocide is the number one sport.

Last days,
last days,
these are the last days.

So now that all the reality`s soaked, I and
you start to reanalyze every word I ever said, am I a racist?
Or am I just someone

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