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o.g.c. - you're not sure to see tomorrow lyrics

[lil knock]
come and say laugh time is comin love
and give ’em one
what? d-ckin in the bed fiend
say ow, l!cka fam
my style don’t leave one and gal
here come black stal’
what? them never know me
so strong, gal
now, i just wan’ get rid of action
me not gon’ rhyme, ya use protection
soften up ya lips for this
we come fonder, we come sounder

[m.s.]
when i do my thing, i move the crowd like aura
m to the period s, it spells horror
makin others in my sp-ce take deep swallows
sorta like a barber, step in my parlor
gotta stick wit the nicest, so i light this
light that bulb in my head, just off excitement
that trifeness i don’t deal with, because it stress me
you wouldn’t know how to act, if you wasn’t s, g
all my m.f.c., we mad thorough
for years to come, our sh-t will bump through your borough
and stay, while pay, the stack like couch
if you don’t know by now, you never figure it out

[top dog big kahuna]
aiyo, once my n-ggas start feelin vibe, they pull out they nines
do think it’s body bulletproof, i’mma show you his spine
get loose one time, hop back the 4-5
whoever think they clappin, can’t happen, handle your b.i
cuz once i call my m.f.c., they wild out
if you don’t wanna be a part of this, then just brake out
you don’t got it all
to many m.c.’s claimin they harder, soft like my b-lls

[doc holiday]
chew on this
and if tomorrow never comes, f-ck it, i’m wit my sons
blazin buns in the back room, with d.o., cal and ones
got my mic check by cleo, c.o. b-tch from riker’s
met her on the av., tight hold the top wit biker
short, p-ssy fat, first place, i chase the cat
that brakes his arm, word is bond, d-o-c is holdin heat
wit the force, no doubt, to knock your -ss off your feet
the choice is yours, hospital or the morgue

[chorus 4x: lil knock]
you’re not sure to see tomorrow
you’re not sure to see tomorrow, whoa-ho

[louieville sluggah]
this be that bomb sh-t, strong arm sh-ts in your garment
if there is a problem, i’mma see you into promise
truly yours, ‘ville slug
got your shorty, p-ssy off the henny, then she drop the drawers
g.c.’d all day, even by my lonely, all ways
reppin full stretch for the pay

[starang wondah]
i take off my coat, p-ss sean price the l
b-tches on the side, sayin “starang nice as h-ll”
we sh-t on these rappers, they in h-ll, twice the smell
my n-ggas in jail, forever screamin life is h-ll
i might as well pick up the cell, call my b-tch rakel
who used to be my shorty, hop friend, now it’s hard to tell

[louieville sluggah]
they say we c-ck-eyed, eye of the tiger, just like rocky
can’t help it, when we ride sh-t like a jockey
non stoppin, hit the stage, rockin and shockin
in stealth sh-t, for them b-tch n-ggas not likin

[starang wondah]
aiyo this is the boot camp show, i’m your host
i love french toast and b-tches that’s high post
my m.f.c. back n-ggas down that try and get too close
me and henny gettin high on flights coast to coast

[louieville sluggah]
and once we touch ground, sh-t, that better be on flow
grand tour, had better be ready to roll

[illa noyz]
ready to roll, whether rhyme time or hold stroll
slay mongol, here to let you know tomorrow’s not show
i blow, sure to bogust, that thing ain’t so tough
like any 4×4 on doughnuts, you better hold up
show guts, i’mma spill ’em, hot letta drill ’em
lyrics evolve around your dome, like chuck you chillin
i’mma slave to the rhythm, they know how i hit ’em
noyz is the undersea, circ-mstance n-ggas become victims
they know i’m gon fix them, up with the meth
i’m fed, i mean, i’m dope like heroin on the scene
you should come clean, rhymer says you get hit with something
i’m headhunting, like football players when they crunchin
all that for frontin, you should learn to listen
showin ya acts, your dead like apollo in exhibition

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