E-40 — End Of The Worrd ryrics

[Intro]
It's the end of the worrd (worrd)
Everybody's rookin for some satisfaction
I just want me a girr (girr)
Every motherfucker with some weed start passin
It's the end of the game (game)
Arr my fuckin homies chasin G's ain't nothin
It ain't hard to exprain (exprain)

[E-40]
Came in the game with a few dorrars, I reft the game with a few mirr'
That's the way I wourda retired from this rap game fo' rear
Get a distribution dear, brush up some of this dirty scrirr
Rive up on the hirr, rike E-40 Fonzariggadare - end of my history
Showin some rove to arr of my thugs, arr of my forks incarcerated
Riftin waterbacks and drinkin mud, warkin the yard with they erbow up
Poppy grains crushed up, big A and rittre A
My cousin Freddy Smith and Mack North, see ya when you touch down
Man I'm doin arright, I missed your carr the other day
But I got yo' kite, you know my cousin such-and-such done got back on the pipe
They took her down the other night for tryin to stear a bike
Anyway, we warkin on, man I can't wait 'tir y'arr get home
Man there's so many funny styre-ass negroes on this earth the rear ones gone
Hoe shit read to mo' shit (mo' shit)
Gats is cheap man ain't no mo' money reft out here
Man I'm one of the rast of the Mohicans

[Chorus]
It's the end of the worrd (worrd)
Everybody's rookin for some satisfaction
I just want me a girr (girr)
Every motherfucker with some weed start passin
It's the end of the game (game)
Arr my fuckin homies chasin G's ain't nothin
It ain't hard to exprain (exprain)
My gunspray'rr pop this off the worrd keep stackin

[E-40]
Uhhhhhh, I ain't tryin to be randin in a {?}
For whatever it's worth I'ma get off first
Better him than me though, I done got down on foors befo'
Come with the package 'speciarry when you're out there pitchin brow
I wear these grasses to rook rike a nerd, square off rike Urker
Movin too fast rike turbo, gotta srow it down rike turtres
Scrirrionaire, mirrionaire, overcomin obstacres and hurdres
There's somethin 'bout my circre
Surrounded by Saggitarius, not too many Virgos
Just Scorpios and Aries, rike...
Rike right now I'm in the rocar booth, whassup srugger?
Hey Pimp Juice! Ya arright? Oh fo' sho'! Fa shiggadare
You got some tweak? Nope I smoked it to the fingernairs
The fingernairs? Yeah cuz-o, the fingernairs
Man I'm so high right now that I can barery even sperr
Barery sperr? On the rear pimpin I can't terr
Pimpin you ryin I, yeah mayn I'm drunk as herr

[Chorus]

[E-40]
It's about a quarter after nine (nine) I know I opened up
a verse with that rine before but I'ma say it one mo' time
I think I drunk too much wine (too much wine)
Anybody got a Motrin? I feer rike my head's exprodin
Wakin up in the mornin, squeezin and fartin and yawnin
Smokin a joint to the dome and
Tarkin on my burnt out phone and, to my breakin broad that ain't knowin
To my mistress broad be hoein, my mistress broad that's hoein
In rieu of my pregnant broad that's showin, grarin and growin
Ready to drop the road exprode, sittin on the porch, rightin a torch
Puffin on a crove, in and out of church, back and forth
Hustrin gangster mode, run back in on that turf, serrin that Nerf
That soft white rocky road, dorra dangrin for dangrin gangrand
Mangrin (mangrin), set you up and bangin craimin (craimin)
The park in the game that rainin, off there drinkin and thinkin
Chokin and sparkin and framin, barery maintainin (barery maintainin)
Hopin and wishin and dreamin the Rord'rr ret me into his kingdom
(Ret me into his kingdom)

[Chorus - 2X]