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 urban decay
I worry Hip-Hop, when did it flip-flop?
Get whack and turn into

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Hip-Hop, oh a bore
college motherfuckers run the front door
Fuck that, let's take it back to the
Don't let Viacom dictate the

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

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

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