Luyện nghe bài hát Tomorrow

All hail to the coast, I am the grand wizard
The West coast warlord and the future is

'Cause tomorrow that never come
I worry 'bout today and this urban
I worry 'bout Hip-Hop, did it flip-flop?
Get whack and turn gridlock

I don't know, is it a government
I don't give a fuck whether you it or not
all we got and if you throw it away
You as OJ, off a for-tay

In your Izod, the rap God
What'chu gon' put up in your
Downloader, what'chu do
When your MC got to sue you?

'Cause he got to eat, nothin' taboo
Get ass beat by Erykah Badu
'Cause you wanna steal this good
Put me out of business, now you it

Tomorrow, don't you 'bout tomorrow
shit never come
This is very hard to
Get ass up, man
Keep hand up on that throttle
You ride all day, ride all night
you worry 'bout tomorrow

Tomorrow, handle my business
But today, I'ma drink this
'Cause I might be a little quicker
But I'm just the same old nigga

You that shit is still a day away
Do yo' baby, put your life on layaway
'Cause is Nostradamus
Boy, don't you know that tomorrow ain't

To all the lil'
do a nigga like Isiah Thomas
If you a bitch, please be
Actin' like a hoe, not an angel

While daydreamin 'bout your future
Motherfucker around the corner and shoot you
Don'tcha get stuck in
Put your shit in drive, you still alive 'cause

Tomorrow, you worry 'bout tomorrow
shit never come
This is hard to swallow
Get ass up, man
Keep hand up on that throttle
I'ma ride all day, ride all
Don't you worry tomorrow

Tomorrow, that shit never
I know it sounds but today is never done
I'm up in the Range when the strikes one
While y'all countin sheep, I'm Benja-mons

Up on my at the break of the sun
of the Gangster Nation
We don't go to war, we go to the
We rob from the and give to the poor

Hip-Hop, oh a bore
Lettin' motherfuckers run the front door
that, let's take it back to the streets
Don't let dictate the heat

The nerve of them, I heard of them
me about my urban spins
And if I got about a thousand of
I'm a MC accordin' to them, fuck that

Tomorrow, don't you 'bout tomorrow
That shit never
This is very hard to
Get ass up, man
Keep your up on that throttle
gon' ride all night, ride all night
Don't you worry 'bout

(All hail to the coast, I am the grand wizard)
This is hard to swallow
(The West coast warlord, the is today)
Keep your hand up on throttle
(Get your on, mayne, get your grind on, mayne)
(Get grind on)
you worry 'bout tomorrow