any use They never seem to be any use It's just tomorrow starting Don't look back until you've tried With time you'll endlessly arrive Outside of use With just tomorrow starting
Vertaling: DC Talk. Môre slag 5 57.
Vertaling: Besprekings Besprekings. Môre begin.
Don't look back until you try a line so openly a lie, so openly alive "Outside of you, it's just tomorrow starting" I've said I'm wrong when I've been
got this game on dead bolt Mind so sharp, I fuck around and cut my head off Real nigga all day and tomorrow But these motherfuckers talkin' crazy like
And in order for me to pick the mic back up I don't know how or why or when I ended up this position I'm in I'm starting to feel dissin' again So I
This song is for you Hey MrPresident Tomorrow I'm paying my rent My fuel is runnin' low And I've got places to go Quit slowin' me down Can we talk
debating I'm sick and tired of waiting I grab my petticoat and my ID My friends are waiting Eagerly anticipating Gotta get there before midnight 'cause it's free My heart starts
: Just when I started to 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
the 1738 Champagne, the boss switch Gettin' money, make it rain, buy a bottle, pop a cork Dork, if I may retort I ball just as hard tomorrow as the day
got this game on deadbolt Mind so sharp, I fuck around and cut my head off Real nigga all day and tomorrow But these muthafuckas talking crazy like they
sleep again If I could skip or erase this day but it's much to young to feel sorry so I'm trying to get on my feet again now and then I start talking
out there You've really been grand I thrill when you touch my hand But don't you see? How can you do this thing to me? There's bound to be talk tomorrow
the moment Don't let it slip away out of my hand Chorus: What about now Forget about tomorrow It's too far away What about now Close your eyes Don't talk
and we started to grim This morning it was over this evening we'll start in the loving again Come here and love me, hold me tighter Won't you tell me tomorrow
Music I met him in the Bahamas, I love that persona Switch it marijuana, you freaky call me Madonna Lay on the bed he follow, bone him until tomorrow
I.] Bring the 1738 Champagne the boss watch ya gettin' money make it rain buy a bottle pop a cork, dork if I may retort I ball just as hard tomorrow as
