Luyện nghe bài hát Tomorrow

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

'Cause tomorrow that never come
I worry 'bout today and this decay
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 whether you love it or not
That's all we got and if you throw it
You as OJ, off a for-tay

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

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

Tomorrow, you worry 'bout tomorrow
That shit never
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, handle my business
But today, drink this liquor
'Cause tomorrow I might be a little
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 that tomorrow ain't promised?

To all the mamas
Don't do a nigga like Thomas
If you a bitch, be honest
like a hoe, you're not an angel

While daydreamin 'bout your future
Motherfucker come the corner and shoot you
get stuck in neutral
Put your shit in drive, while you alive 'cause

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

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

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 rich and give to the

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

The of them, I never heard of them
Askin' me my urban spins
And if I got a thousand of them
I'm a great MC accordin' to them, fuck

Tomorrow, don't you 'bout tomorrow
That never come
is very hard to swallow
Get ass up, man
Keep your hand up on throttle
We're ride all night, ride all night
Don't you worry tomorrow

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