Prime Suspects - Last Days lyrics

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Prime Suspects - Last Days lyrics

(feat. Mac, Mr. Serv-On) [Mr. Serv-On] n***as realize we all livin in our last days And we all Prime Suspects to the pains of this world And just think if you was lookin eye to eye with your k**er It's your last breath, it's your last cry [Glock] I go all out constantly thankin how to get mine Everything I do is a hustle, pullin work tryin to get by Every time I close my eyes I'm havin nightmares of closed caskets faced down Thankin is it my time But got to watch these n***as with the slanted and crooked eyes Lookin me straight in my face and I know they be jive But I make moves like a chess play yall then I handles mine I'm pressure stress to the fullest, but only the smart survive Can I maintian, or will my mama see my name enscribed Losin all my faith, chase one bag and weed That felt in my ear claimin she can show me a better day That's why I'm boxin with the devil, that's why I'm totin the AK That's why I'm peepin through my window every motherf**in day The final chapter wanna write me away But it ain't goin be that easy, I'm livin out my own play I'm hollerin right, left, never goin astray [Chorus] Now why I'm peepin through my window These last days got me sleepin in my steel toes But I gotta survive, hollerin how much time Till I'm just another memory, my name enscribed [x2] [New Nine] I heard a ghetto child cryin tonight Sayin Lord don't let that k**er n***a take my life But the reaper breathe d**h and he came to visit Layin shaking with his bacon, hot fry to the finish Babies dying, mama's crying, yellow tapes around the scenes The last day's right before us so I run and catch my neice Paranoid with my gun, thinkin I could be next Trust in a few, n***as blastin at me to rest [Uzi] Now see that drama that I'm bringin, half of these n***as can't even touch Now see these last days and times, they got a n***a mind f**ed up But I gotta maintain and keep my composure That's why I smoke dolja, cause see it's trife down south They takin it off your shoulders And bloody bodies just an everyday thang Motherf**in consiquences if you hang where I slang Look it's this thang you get banged On my block is how we do it sh** is real these days, use that vest, I'm comin through it n***a f** who mourn, your best bet is to protect your neck And never sleep, cause sleep is the cousin of d**h There's a constant threat in the N.O That's why I'm peepin through my window That sh** is grimy in the gumbo [Glock] [Chorus] [Mac] Check it These streets is dangerous and life is hard Murder murder's in my eyes, take it away my Lord Cause ever since I was a lil n***a Chasing Nike's and Hilfiger I never knew one day that I would have to k** n***a I ain't never had sh**, I'm straight from the ghetto where n***as are poor Crack heads are hangin in front of the corner store Chasin little bitty peices of flow Everybody wanna be like Master P, tatooes screamin out they bout it Could yall make a change and be up out the game I really doubt it doubt it [Glock] [Chorus x2]

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