The End - Blu & Exile, Blu, Exile

And it will be the end

I’m warning all

(Hell no, we won’t go)

And it will be the end

And if the blind lead the blind

All are going into the ditch

This is Martin on the balcony

This is Malcom giving a speech at the Audubon

Shot down by his own faculty

This is Marvin shot by his own family

This is Lee Morgan shot by his girlfriend

This is the end

This is when shit gets intense

Yo, this is when shit hits the fan

This is when Al-Qaeda slash an airplane into the pentagon

This is Jimmy’s sleeping remedy gone wrong

This is 2Pac in Vegas

This is Biggie Smalls back in Cali

This a junkie 'bout to take his last hit in an alley

This the grand finale, my man, this is the last stand

with the gas cans

Slaves jumping off of slave boats into the ocean

This is O.D.B.

overdosing

This is Kurt Cobain loading a shotgun

Blowing his brains all over Washington

This is the slaughter, son, this is the end

This is the last draw at war

This is the last door

The one thing you don’t ask God for

This is the meteor that killed all the dinosaurs

This is not the final four, nah

This is the end

Yeah, beginning and ending I come to bless your dome

Heads get blown, said rappers that convalesce at homes

Each word of my lyrics should just be etched in stone

Langston Hughes in the spirit when I express the poem

The provolone, the cheese, gouda, the Fetty guapa

I even with vegans, nigga, and shit a Whopper

They raise a gun to their people but never hear the copper

Seek fortress from evil before I shit with chakras

My philosophy is iller than Socrates

On point like isosceles, with verbal atrocities

You operate sloppily, we murder your mockery

It’s Dag Sav prophecy, we shit on your comedy

Alpha and Omega, arm, leg, a leg

A arm, head sector on a slave ship to Mecca

Treat the booth like it’s the house of the Lord

Why are there still so many rappers, I got thousands more

Last days when a nuclear cloud pours acid rain

From the neocon policies gone insane

When the black lungs collapse and the black rivers drain

And you don’t wanna burn so you put a bullet in your brain instead

The same thing that Revalations explained, last days

When the highways collapse, this ain’t the final four

This is a rap about how it’s a rap about

The last time we wrapped around the corner 'fore the route expires

Either drowning in the flood or you’re doused in fire

You could climb a mountain and hide in a cave

But everywhere will burn, my G, there’s no escape

Apocalypse means the unveiling of the fate

When you reject God’s word and give the Devil your embrace

When every layer is betrayer, every level gets erased

Last days for the ghettos and the upper-class communities

Irony through the death, the classes finally found unity

Hiding underground, where they probably found you and me

Huddled in the corner, even the coroner will die off

Ain’t no amount of money to prevent it, ain’t no buy-off

The last days, end of watch

God turn the light off

This is osmosis

Broke minds buy into hypnosis

Live streams that divide king’s eyes from divine focus

You was dead in the delivery room

It’s all hopeless 'cause your heartbeat ain’t in tune with the universe

The flesh is a tomb, the mind is a tool

The heart is the part where revolutions push the body to move

You ready to lose?

Got the mathematics confused

If you’re trending on the Gram niggas are rocking my news

Ooh, what a deep truth, they don’t see the bleak proof

You ignore the wisdom when you’re thinking with a sweet tooth

Power is warm, but cadavers is cool

Babies walk the green mile just to make it to school

What can you do?

The needle stay stuck in the groove

Why you praying for a god when you’re fucking a fool?

D.O.A., stillborn, show me what to build on

It can’t be the ground that my people getting killed on

Black lives get shattered 'cause they don’t matter

Bodies full of bones for the prisons to be built on

We in the last days, trapped in a black haze

Freedom is the sacred ground we never got to live on

Skinny legs, big belly, preaching you to stand strong

Short life, but think twice, it’s starting to feel mad long

If this is the end, I’ll take my mask off

Missile’s like, count me down, 8, 9, 10, we have blast-off

The end of the line is the beginning

So what’s next, once failed, just stay strong for the winning

First diversion in the sinning

I’m tryna be the last days with a bat in the ninth inning

This cat past his ninth life, the end

Holding my wife, but then I get hit twice in a knife fight

I see the middle of the night coming with fright

We all gotta fight and unite for what’s right

A see a version of it like, we try to unite

We get in one place for the cops to say goodnight

They pull the guns and they shoot, but they bulletproof

We hit back, it don’t work, they kill another two

So what you gonna do, mad

You blast back with two rounds

But you only put one to the ground

You hear a sound, you go to the ground, you look up

A mushroom cloud hit the earth, ch-ch-blaow

Well I’m the last man on the planet

And I know because I walked to Japan

All the way from Los Angeles

I swam across the Atlantic

And it’s true, I really am the last man standing

I panicked at first, then I said, «Wait, I’mma make this work»

Then I started walking the whole Earth

Then I started thinking, «What if I’m just dreaming?

What if I pinch myself and find out I’m just sleeping?»

So I closed my eyes and when I opened them

I seen people dying from opium, kids starving in Ethiopia

I seen Muslims go to war with Christians

I seen slavery lynches, I seen shit I can’t even mention

I seen a man convince a population to drink his juice

I seen Bishop die at the end of Juice

I seen Jews face the Holocaust

I seen who Gs pour out they’re 40-ounce bottle for

I done seen shit I don’t know how to describe

I played Scarface, I never seen a man cry

'Til I seen a man die

I think I seen the face of the anti

That’s why I got baptized, I seen the fate of bad guys

The faith of the rabbi, the kings of nations lie

Maybe I’m tripping, maybe I won’t get shot if I’m Cripping

Maybe I smoke rocks and won’t get addicted

Maybe I’m on a mission, maybe I don’t know how I’mma end it

Or maybe this is how I end it

This is the end

The end of their power and their authority to rule

(Hell no, we won’t go)