Slowly he looks at his calloused hands and dreams of something he thought was real and he looks to the ground. Sunlight is fading fast to the west, casting
Translation: Still Life. Looks Like Tomorrow.
speech, I blow like Buddha Disturb me and you'll be all over the flo' like Luda Bitch, I flow like scuba, bitch, I'm bald like Cuba And I keep a killer
feel like there was no more hope-is when hope presented it self. And just like that my life changed. Man, so I guess tomorrow really did come. Yeah, tomorrow
that stress will still be there tomorrow oh oh so im gunna dance like aint nothing wrong tonight im gunna dance like aint nothing wrong im gunna dance like
way We gotta make it up out this life Some how some way We gotta make it up out the hood some day Some way we gotta make it up out this life Whether
that I could kill her I wish that I could still feel her Now I'm at the club looking for a fill up Bar tender make sure my drink stay filled up Man look
shoot for Par I'm searching for today instead I found tomorrow And I put that shit right back like I'll see when I find tomorrow Young Money CMR, Blood like
shoot for par i'm searching for today instead i found tomorrow ]and i put that shit right back like i'll see when i find tomorrow young money cmr, blood like
, I glow like Buddha Disturb me and you'll be all over the flow like Luda Bitch, I flow like scuba, bitch, I'm bald like Cuba And I keep a killer ho,
Blessings in life to the children, they say "Life is like five days" Words of a old man with silver hair in his wheel chair His eyes were bloody while
taught To look again I never meant to hurt you Said the husband to the wife I only see that I am destined To relive my father's life Look again Look again Look
the light... (and tomorrow, tomorrow) I see the light... (and tomorrow we) See the light that shines... (and tomorrow we) [Krayzie Bone] Well, we still looking for better days Hoping tomorrow
the voice that you Thought was the voice of the Holy Spirit Who changed your life, when you hear it? And the next morn', you wake up and the world look
to survive the game of life, win or lose Do or die, refuse to let you capture me to kill my will To survive the game of life, win or lose, do or die
to keep composure up around your folk That keeps from trying to wrap a rope around your throat Don't choke, you feeling like giving up Life isn't a million bucks, you feeling like
at the crossroad, that's Vacation Shit is like Fright Night, get you a Night Light Two blunts, Zeitgeist, remind me it's Christ like Now niggas wanna look like
-out Red Cartier look like Superman's house Inshallah to my plan hope it super pans out My life is like Italians doin' 100 miles And the top open like
