Waiting For The World To End

Yeah, it's the god Rakim
 Word up, I'm blazin this out to all my comrades
 Yanamean? From the slums of New York, to the gutters all over the world
 This is for y'all...
 Through my travels I try to take righteous steps
 Because right or left could mean life or death
 No matter how trife it get, my sights is set
 But it's twice the threat when the nights is death
 My mental windows refuse to close, they get exposed
 To the neighborhood info where the poison wind blows
 A deadly plague spreadin negativity, viciously
 Unto every city be in ghetto misery
 Don't let it get to me, the writer be left to die
 But it get mesmerize if it catch your eye
 Shines enormous, from pure revered Kool's and garments
 But it's torment, jealousy drug wars or warring
 Tallying, slowly turnin into barbarians
 More scary when the whole boulevard's carryin
 Livin in the world of sin, my ghetto girls and men
 Waiting for the world to end
 "Tryin to paint a perfect picture and excel"
 "In case you didn't know"
 "Never movin backwards"
 "Complicated"
 "Know what I mean?"
 I see destruc-tion, even little kids trust none
 They bust guns, that's what they get a rush from
 When I see em, we build and have a real discussion
 "Yo Ra, what's the jewel of the day?" "What up, son"
 "You got ambition?" Shorty said, "Man listen
 I got demands for livin, can't stand division
 Make grands on my mission, till everything glisten
 Women in the Expedition, no plans for prison
 In a vision the city get, 2 milleni G
 Sittin in my embassy sippin Hennesy
 Gettin high, and watch life pass me by"
 So I asked him why, wit a fast reply
 He said "I'm livin just to die without any feelings
 So I wait here for my Maker till it's time to go
 Wit this dime I know
 Wit all of her girls and all of my mens
 Waitin for the world to end"
 Shorty was taught to keep his head to the sky, and never cry
 But the streets left him to die, now it's death in his eye
 Livin a sin of hitmen, a sinister grin
 From be-ginning to end, in it to win
 Evil rebels, doin what we doin in the ghetto
 Thinkin if we was thorough we can deceive the devil
 You can't win, your life be end, try again
 Shorty said, "Why we born again to die again?"
 That's what I said when I realized I had a gift
 To uplift and be one of Allah's advocates
 Teach the youth and speak the truth
 Show em what peace can do when they'll reach for you
 And my reward won't be jewels or cheese, it's even better
 I can be one of the greatest MC's ever
 If I tell em they intelligent women and great men
 And live, stop waitin for the world to end
 "I'm ragin, rippin up the stage an'
 Don't it sound amazin, know what I mean?"
 "Don't it sound amazin, know what I mean?"
 "Rakim"