serene (Will they come?) Oh, baby, come unto me (Will they come?) Well, she's come and been gone Come out of the garden, baby You'll catch your death
better tomorrow Once I crossed seven rivers to find my love And once for seven years I forgot my name Well, if I have to, I will die seven deaths just
everythang, nigga Look, tsk, this nigga trippin' I'ma give you one of these motherfucker's Let you try this motherfucker out, man And I bet you be callin' me tomorrow
I don't cause the conversation He spoke wit his killer but now he's got to face him Racin', 'cause off in these streets you ain't promised tomorrow So
life I slap five on the black hand side I realize the future lies among my two sons and daughter So I pray to God just for tomorrow In lieu of the drama
to see tomorrow Y'all niggas got it twisted huh? That liquor up in your U-charged That truth come out when you drunk Your ass won't make it to see tomorrow
garden of Eden The time is running out so fast Into the heart of the demon With no escape our die is cast In the city of angels Death is just a moment
' up, we gettin' smart Now we on Broadway, coppin' our own bench Bring it home and put it in bottles, send us a rottle Drink a old ease grem like it wasn't tomorrow
I still got the Pilot lit Made a fortune outta fumes, my Mcguiver shit Reality TV, before Survivor bitch Yuuuck, put our lives on display Who's thinkin bout tomorrow
thought we'd make it and I'd have n****z hatin' a G I got enough s*** that I deal with on the day to day Penitentiary's the life after death don't seem
So young for death, we walk in shoes too big But you play it like a poet like you always did And I lay face upturned on the palm of God Pushed on by the
no liquor for no niggas I pour my heart out when I see Dot out on the deck Knowing two weeks ago he slapped-box with death I hear of niggas dying
thoughts Cold and uninviting, partially naked, except for toffee wrappers And this morning's papers, Mr. Jones got run down Headlines of death and sorrow, they tell of tomorrow
I walk in the spot, niggas part like the Red Sea And Todd's Shop of Horrors, we battle to the death tonight There's no tomorrow, I'm out for revenge
Come on, life, death Here, gone, yo If I should die don't cry my niggas Just ride my niggas bust bullets in the sky my niggas And when I'm gone don't
I?d like to hear that help is on the way Here today where tomorrow Death in the shadows affect us all Here today where tomorrow Death in the shadows
t dream We must sing, we must sing, we must sing And it'll go like this, alright While my mother waters plants, my father loads his gun He says, "Death
We must sing, we must sing, we must sing And it'll go like this, alright: While my mother waters plants, my father loads his gun He says death will