Lyrics:
toba be oloun a ferege o brother
Many people don gba be so da
Those wey die yesterday plan to see tomorrow
Those wey dey come so fun won make them no go
His patience's long but soon he won't have any
To find a job is like a haystack needle
Cause where he lives they don't use colored people
Living just
to think- insecure
I always think of my dead- but I never thought of em'
in heaven What was runnin' through they head
What they think bout- how I live
Every Kennedy was assassinated
By the Illuminati
They should’ve went to Yankee
Stadium for Giuliani
Said Halliburton impersonated Sunni jihadit's
Huh, you see what they
Don't understand, man, is
That us as emcees, we got power, man
We got the power to lead the people
The power to motivate it's
Well, love, love, love, love, love is a swingin' thing
Is a swingin' thing
Makes you laugh, makes you cry
Makes you live, makes you die
'Cause
you!'
I'ma live my life just how I want to
I'm out there bad, like a mad man, the savage
You can't manage with that, I'm doing some kind of damage
I'm in
know what time it is, there's none left to borrow
That's why I live every night like I'll be dead tomorrow
[Chorus]
Evil on me like a pit trying
in superstition
When by the words we come
And there's only one conclusion
To rid the world of all the scum
Stand and be counted
Millions
I'm feeling broken hopeless
No one to hold me love me
The world so controlling i'll show ya
People been dying crying
Living with my head down hands
heart
Life will become what it was meant to be originally
With this memorized take your place by my side
And we'll ponder the joys of tomorrow
Only in
Optimism, about the faith of the people
That have accepted of the mission of improbable,
To become some particle, purged
By the discourage
the kid's room
Furnished with laughter after our lives were situated
And financially elevated
Our house would be decorated in colours and feelings I've only
Future Vintage
From the Future
From the Future
From the Future
Are you from the Future?
From the Future
Live from my DeLorean, time to hit
Denny's and conduct symphonies
You fuckin with me, you won't live to see tomorrow, faggot!
I keep it gangsta, storin bodies in a dusty attic
You can't talk
city full of dope fiends
Like K say, is there a better place for a G
Now let my people go free, to Penitentiary
For all my motherfucking, soldiers
an O.G. curl
I live in peace
But folks still be testing me
Your best friend today
Tomorrow, your worst enemy
You never know who's planning to jack
a G
Now let my people go free, to Penitentiary
For all my motherfucking, soldiers and hustlers
Putting food on the table, for they mothers and lil'
drifting the ocean so wide
was stranded but then you came into my life
knew love can promise eternity
tomorrow so far out of sight
In a perfect world
or a genre,
Like you know, YOLO, POLO
Holy Motorolas in my phone, I'm gon' call your motherfucker
I'm ruin you by twelve o'clock tomorrow
Not a staller of my
and then
I sort of fell in to my own
Kind of felt at home when behind a microphone
But on the bus ride home, that didn't mean a thing
Harassed by thugs,
[Intro: spoken by Big Rube]
Optimism, about the fate of the people
That have accepted the mission improbable
To become simpartical, purged by
If we could see tomorrow, what of your plans?
No one can live in sorrow, ask all your friends
Times that you took in stride, they're back in demand
I
he's not up to speed.
He's got a different version of succeed.
Why do people waste their lives worrying about tomorrow
You would think that they were
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