End of Times Lyrics

Album: II

Like death from above

I'm coming at dawn

Where the sky meets the dark

From where I belong

I'm taking your job

And I'm taking my time

I'm taking so many things

That I'm not taking a brake anytime

EVERY DAY TILL THE END OF THE LINE

BE THE GRINDER OR GET GROUND

THIS AIN'T POLITICAL, BUT BUSINESS-WISE

CAUSE NOTHING EVER MATTERS, NOTHING COUNTS

TILL THE END OF TIMES, TILL THE END OF LINES

BE THE GRINDER OR GET GROUND

THIS AIN'T POLITICAL, BUT STREET-WISE

CAUSE NOTHING EVER MATTERS, BUT EVERYTHING COUNTS