Lyrics:
Sometimes I wonder
Man, how long is it gon' be for my people to come up
Man, we strugglin', it's hard sometimes
But tomorrow's better than
an awakening
The road is long, I've been told
But I think it's short
Time goes by, and I wonder how the world is taught
From the streets of Babylon
came it set our streets alight
We were victims of a two tier system by autumn's end we had lost many a teenage life
A succession of sodium lights
it as a sign on how
Im living my life
Who can I trust
I put my faith in the lord
My soul is protected by
The shield and the sword
This right here my
on right now let's talk)
About a time and place when
We thought we'd never see tomorrow
From all the drama
Let's talk about it
Coming up life was so real
He's gone when I'm awake but he shows up when I'm asleep
I can't believe that there's a nightmare - on my street!
[Fresh Prince]
It was a Saturday
That's wild shit, but anyway I got you
I love you nigga make sure you hit me up by tomorrow
I woke up the next mornin' with a cold
Allergies got me
doin, man
Don't give a damn if the squares don't understand
You let em tell you what to say and what to write
Your whole career'll be over by tomorrow
be stay by plan
I no fit stress all day come stress at night
Pour me a glass make we toast to life
Tomorrow trouble may come but this gbɛke we jam
me, it was nothin' but murder and rage
In my eyes the street is violence and I'm slangin' that iron (I'm slangin' that iron)
Don't give a fuck who die
Y'all know me, still the same O.G.
But I been low-key
Hated on by most these - with no cheese
No deals and no G's
No wheels and no keys
No
Y'all know me, still the same O.G.
But I been low-key
Hated on by most these niggas with no cheese
No deals and no G's
No wheels and no keys
No
Y'all know me, still the same O.G.
But I been low-key
Hated on by most these niggas with no cheese
No deals and no G's
No wheels and no keys
No
stain
It'll be washed away by tomorrow's rain
Little brother I'm telling you now
Your pride can take a hit
Little brother take a deep breath
Cool off
of tomorrow
Today is the time to stop all the unnecessary blood shed
Life of a gangster is not sweet
And I'm coming to you straight from the streets
This
by tomorrow nite
don't dare look her in the eye
when i found you it was yesterday
a scar tissue dustbin kid
tried to delay the rat catcher
and for
as
You give 'em your heart
(Give 'em your heart) she leave me today
She'll be back by tomorrow
Had to boss up, I wasn't taking no job
Who would they call?
in.
Should've pinned.
You was pretendin' to be friends.
We was slickin by the snake in the grass,
Slither slicked a nigga fast.
Yeah,
and never get redeemed
So I say to the brave, by any means at all best
You've taken your last breath to the weak
And wanted who roam the streets control alt
the street.
And I was frightened by my fearlessness to be Engulfed by everything.
And what I knew, was left behind.
There were no stars, or a wish, to find.
where they're sold
Midnight, you've got to get there at midnight
And you'll be met there by others like you
Brothers as blue
Smiling on the street
and bravery
The streets seem hollow when I go to Chicago
It's cheap wine and sorrow
Times hard to swallow
In search of God's tomorrow I borrow words from
like tomorrow
Oh yeah I'm fed up
We need more justice for the people
We can't let up
A country ran by (whites)
It's a set up
Allah watch over your
mess-age rhymes
"Can't Truss It, " "Shut 'em Down
" call it what you want it
They made a day fit for a king
By the time we got to Arizona
Tomorrow's a long
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