Lyrics to Man May Not Last
Nonstop!
I haven’t lived such a very long time
But I've seen horrid things come to pass
It looks for the moment that man may not la- (Man may not la-)
We gon' bring it back!
I haven’t lived such a very long time
But I've seen horrid things come to pass
It looks for the moment that man may not last (Man may not last)
With his inner fortitude and all his paralyzing gas
It looks for the moment that man may not last (Man may not last)
Man may not last (Last)
Man may not last
Man may not last (Last, last)
Give a few years, you won't be seeing the stars
When you can't afford air, you gon' be breathin' in jars (Breathin’ in jars)
Government tryna kick me out to Venus or Mars
And on the next train you go, bodies in cars
Ashes to ashes, fast to fast
It looks for the moment that man may not last (Man may not last)
Man may not last (Last, last)
Man may not last
Aye yo, like Pac said I’m young and I’m hopeless
Everyday I ask God to send drugs, but Lord, why do I smoke this?
And after I’m done, why’s it all sweet to cope with?
Til it burns out and sink goes the whole ship
Memories flood back, waves of pain turn to laughs (Go, Demarcus!)
How cats put in the least of work and then come back for half?
Gotta laugh at pretenders and the things they do for cash (Ha ha!)
Might as well pimp they mommies cause they lane closing fast
Formaldehyde and amnesia, they brains going bad
Bunch of lies to the media, they ain't come up with that
Can you picture my specific plan? Planes flown to ash
Blowing up in this wicked land, I pray it happens fast
Costs are mean and consequential when you bite the hand and crash
It looks for the moment that man may not last
Man may not last (Last, last)
Man may not last, last, last, last
Man may not last
Man may not last, last
Man may not last
I tried bothering with the news, used to watch every broadcast
They tell me the world is ending and they’re right at long last
Cause they just killing us out there, so there’s no difference if you ask:
Live a lie or suicide? The choice is yours to have
It looks for the moment that man may not last in this game
Shudder at the past, work and fame
Dumb fuck to think you wanted, they just want you for a slave
My heroes turned to masters, never look at them the same
Only see them in my Dreams (Dreams, dreams)
Open casket for who they used to be
Life is never what it seems: pedos, addicts, and machines
At they lowest, bunch of poets like Gil Scott
The crackhead version seem so diseased
Live in bottles, how you swallow all you’ve schemed
Send one to ya porch stuffed with tampons, gasoline and silent screams
Behind the door of Room 1203
Where there ain’t no callin' cops and there ain’t no coppin' pleas
Questioning memories, is your mind going wild?
Reminisce on all the files, how we gave a coast a style
None original in a while, tell me now who’s in doubt?
Or should my ass be proud that they need us for a sound?
Now ya found wretch, crash and twist, rap to this
Ma-ma-ma-make em
Make em clap to this
Ma-ma-ma-make em
Make em clap to this
Ma-ma-ma-make em
Make em clap to this
Ma-ma-ma-make em
Make em clap to this
Ma-ma-ma-make em
Make em clap to this
And what about my angel? Will she be the first to go or last?
I tell her that the sky is falling, all she does is laugh
You’re like thunder and lightning baby, but you can’t seem to grasp
That it looks for the moment that man may not last
Turned on the TV set this morning
Nearly retched at all the tricks and the cops and the brands (What?)
Hurricanes keep threatening and thieves keep gettin’ in
I might stick my skull in the sand (Goddamn!)
Back to sleep I regret waking grieved and vexed
Bout how a mommy threw her baby out the window (Bang!)
Jive for peace and yet we see the tempos set (Bang!)
Your only outs in some rocks or to scam
It’s inevitability
Not a possibility
Be wicked wise or in between
And still you die amongst the rats and the roaches and fleas
If you think that you’re a star
I can show you what you are
Crystal ball says a disease
And so you die amongst the rats and the roaches
The rats and the roaches
I have contempt for mankind and I am ashamed
Dismayed and in a rage that I am just as much to blame (Motherfucker!)
A life of pending promises and reports of impending doom
Maybe a pistol or a prayer might save us soon
Dios te salve Maria
Llena eres de gracia
EL SEÑOR es contigo
BENDITA tu eres…
Make it clap, make it clap
Man may not last, sort’ve like The Last of Us
Ask me? Blasphemy, everything is hazardous
The school's fucked up and the food's fucked up (Food’s fucked up!)
What would you do if everyone you knew was fucked up? (What would you do?)
Some’ll think you crypto, others think you cryptic (Hmm)
I’m sick cause every thought is post-apocalyptic (Every thought)
Shout out to the poor, they ain’t got a pot to piss in (Uh-uh)
Billionaires is dickheads, they don’t ever listen (Dickheads)
The sun is gettin' closer, is the moon gettin' further? (Is it?)
The government is killing us, but they don’t call it murder (They don’t)
Man may not last (Nah), the last man standing?
Or to light a lot of grass and get high as fuck? (Get high)
Life is a bitch and you know she tryna fuck
Night and stars above that shine so bright...
I haven’t lived such a very long time
But I've seen horrid things come to pass
It looks for the moment that man may not la- (Man may not la-)
We gon' bring it back!
I haven’t lived such a very long time
But I've seen horrid things come to pass
It looks for the moment that man may not last (Man may not last)
With his inner fortitude and all his paralyzing gas
It looks for the moment that man may not last (Man may not last)
Man may not last (Last)
Man may not last
Man may not last (Last, last)
Give a few years, you won't be seeing the stars
When you can't afford air, you gon' be breathin' in jars (Breathin’ in jars)
Government tryna kick me out to Venus or Mars
And on the next train you go, bodies in cars
Ashes to ashes, fast to fast
It looks for the moment that man may not last (Man may not last)
Man may not last (Last, last)
Man may not last
Aye yo, like Pac said I’m young and I’m hopeless
Everyday I ask God to send drugs, but Lord, why do I smoke this?
And after I’m done, why’s it all sweet to cope with?
Til it burns out and sink goes the whole ship
Memories flood back, waves of pain turn to laughs (Go, Demarcus!)
How cats put in the least of work and then come back for half?
Gotta laugh at pretenders and the things they do for cash (Ha ha!)
Might as well pimp they mommies cause they lane closing fast
Formaldehyde and amnesia, they brains going bad
Bunch of lies to the media, they ain't come up with that
Can you picture my specific plan? Planes flown to ash
Blowing up in this wicked land, I pray it happens fast
Costs are mean and consequential when you bite the hand and crash
It looks for the moment that man may not last
Man may not last (Last, last)
Man may not last, last, last, last
Man may not last
Man may not last, last
Man may not last
I tried bothering with the news, used to watch every broadcast
They tell me the world is ending and they’re right at long last
Cause they just killing us out there, so there’s no difference if you ask:
Live a lie or suicide? The choice is yours to have
It looks for the moment that man may not last in this game
Shudder at the past, work and fame
Dumb fuck to think you wanted, they just want you for a slave
My heroes turned to masters, never look at them the same
Only see them in my Dreams (Dreams, dreams)
Open casket for who they used to be
Life is never what it seems: pedos, addicts, and machines
At they lowest, bunch of poets like Gil Scott
The crackhead version seem so diseased
Live in bottles, how you swallow all you’ve schemed
Send one to ya porch stuffed with tampons, gasoline and silent screams
Behind the door of Room 1203
Where there ain’t no callin' cops and there ain’t no coppin' pleas
Questioning memories, is your mind going wild?
Reminisce on all the files, how we gave a coast a style
None original in a while, tell me now who’s in doubt?
Or should my ass be proud that they need us for a sound?
Now ya found wretch, crash and twist, rap to this
Ma-ma-ma-make em
Make em clap to this
Ma-ma-ma-make em
Make em clap to this
Ma-ma-ma-make em
Make em clap to this
Ma-ma-ma-make em
Make em clap to this
Ma-ma-ma-make em
Make em clap to this
And what about my angel? Will she be the first to go or last?
I tell her that the sky is falling, all she does is laugh
You’re like thunder and lightning baby, but you can’t seem to grasp
That it looks for the moment that man may not last
Turned on the TV set this morning
Nearly retched at all the tricks and the cops and the brands (What?)
Hurricanes keep threatening and thieves keep gettin’ in
I might stick my skull in the sand (Goddamn!)
Back to sleep I regret waking grieved and vexed
Bout how a mommy threw her baby out the window (Bang!)
Jive for peace and yet we see the tempos set (Bang!)
Your only outs in some rocks or to scam
It’s inevitability
Not a possibility
Be wicked wise or in between
And still you die amongst the rats and the roaches and fleas
If you think that you’re a star
I can show you what you are
Crystal ball says a disease
And so you die amongst the rats and the roaches
The rats and the roaches
I have contempt for mankind and I am ashamed
Dismayed and in a rage that I am just as much to blame (Motherfucker!)
A life of pending promises and reports of impending doom
Maybe a pistol or a prayer might save us soon
Dios te salve Maria
Llena eres de gracia
EL SEÑOR es contigo
BENDITA tu eres…
Make it clap, make it clap
Man may not last, sort’ve like The Last of Us
Ask me? Blasphemy, everything is hazardous
The school's fucked up and the food's fucked up (Food’s fucked up!)
What would you do if everyone you knew was fucked up? (What would you do?)
Some’ll think you crypto, others think you cryptic (Hmm)
I’m sick cause every thought is post-apocalyptic (Every thought)
Shout out to the poor, they ain’t got a pot to piss in (Uh-uh)
Billionaires is dickheads, they don’t ever listen (Dickheads)
The sun is gettin' closer, is the moon gettin' further? (Is it?)
The government is killing us, but they don’t call it murder (They don’t)
Man may not last (Nah), the last man standing?
Or to light a lot of grass and get high as fuck? (Get high)
Life is a bitch and you know she tryna fuck
Night and stars above that shine so bright...
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