Q-Tip, Korn - End Of Time lyrics

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

End of the line end of time