Luyện nghe bài hát Tomorrow

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

tomorrow that shit never come
I 'bout today and this urban decay
I 'bout Hip-Hop, when did it flip-flop?
Get whack and turn into

I don't know, is it a plot?
I give a fuck whether you love it or not
all we got and if you throw it away
You dumb as OJ, off a

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

he got to eat, ain't nothin' taboo
Get ass beat by Erykah Badu
'Cause you steal this good music
Put me out of business, now you it

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

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

You know that shit is still a day
Do yo' thang baby, put your on layaway
everybody is Nostradamus
Boy, don't you know that tomorrow promised?

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

While you're daydreamin your future
Motherfucker come around the and shoot you
get stuck in neutral
Put your shit in drive, you still alive 'cause

Tomorrow, don't you worry tomorrow
That shit come
is very hard to swallow
Get ass up, man
your hand up on that throttle
I'ma ride all day, ride all
Don't you worry tomorrow

Tomorrow, that never come
I know it sounds strange but today is never
I'm up in the Range when the strikes one
While y'all countin sheep, I'm countin'

Up on my at the break of the sun
of the Gangster Nation
We go to war, we go to the store
We rob from the and give to the poor

Hip-Hop, oh what a
college motherfuckers run the front door
Fuck that, let's it back to the streets
Don't let Viacom the heat

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

Tomorrow, don't you 'bout tomorrow
That shit come
This is very hard to
Get ass up, man
Keep hand up on that throttle
We're gon' ride all night, all night
Don't you worry tomorrow

(All hail to the coast, I am the grand wizard)
This is very to swallow
(The West coast warlord, the is today)
your hand up on that throttle
(Get your grind on, mayne, get your on, mayne)
(Get your on)
Don't you worry tomorrow