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letra de tomorrow don't come - knox hill

i feel so good tonight
man i’m gettin’ high off this would be life
go and light a fire in the woods tonight
the moon shinin’ and i’m good tonight
better lift me up
i’m ‘swimmin’
go and fill my cup
i’m winnin’
man it only takes one spendin’ all my pay stubs
i just wish i didn’t have to wake up
tomorrow don’t come
corn liqour
f-ck syrup sippin’
the serums twisted
i’m born different
with advanced theorems
no one can see him
i’m gon’ fishing:
there’s no ‘line’ that i don’t ‘tackle’ (line, tackle, fishing)
my tune’ll ‘can ya’: (tuna, can)
cold mackerel in old barrels
no actors and no ‘casts’ with it
these rappers baitin’ they just ‘catfishin’
all caps with it they adlibin’ they mad fibbin’
they act ‘chummy’ they raps crummy
the sharks swimmin’
these beta fish i bait and switch
hey i’m back for dinner
flow smoother than that rye from a copper still
unfiltered: take your ‘shots’ – they never copped the steel
sh-t they like copperfield
it’s all illusions computers and routers and rumours
these truth abusers point and cl!ck and claim that they the shooter
nah
but back to ‘bars’:
i’m hard liquor and i ‘serve it neat’
so f-ck your ‘ice’
never ‘watered down’, i serve it clean
no proof needed
i’m ‘reserved’ (bars, hard liquor, neat, ice, watered down, serve, proof, reserve)
but this is me
i feel so good tonight
man i’m gettin’ high off this would be life
go and light a fire in the woods tonight
the moon shinin’ and i’m good tonight
better lift me up
i’m swimmin’
go and fill my cup
i’m winnin’
man it only takes one spendin’ all my pay stubs
i just wish i didn’t have to wake up
tomorrow don’t come

back with the ‘mash’ and i’m back on the ‘mix’
back of the van with the jams better pass me the fifth
get lit
i got the ‘cans’ stacked full of ‘chips’
my connects out in london call it stackin’ crisps
but shoutout to the old ways:
bootleggin’ days sellin’ cds on the corner
for every “yes” there was a hundred “no’s”
but still i kept it goin’
took my ‘shots’ i kept it flowin’
the ‘lighting’ cool
it’s ‘white and smooth’
but i ain’t g-eazy
life is cruel
i lighten moods
it’s hard knox
but i speak easy
mixin’ brews in the tub man i’m underground
shout to harry-yet i’m trackin’ these conductor sounds
rappin’ ‘frees’
layin’ ‘gems’
it’s a gold rush
track by track
check the ‘subs’ man it’s ‘cold cuts’
i’m runnin’ with the rum runners
push the box
every lawman has a ‘number’ shout to crooked cops
this summer’s hot
we bout to cook the pots
i feel so good tonight
man i’m gettin’ high off this would be life
go and light a fire in the woods tonight
the moon shinin’ and i’m good tonight
better lift me up
i’m swimmin’
go and fill my cup
i’m winnin’
man it only takes one spendin’ all my pay stubs
i just wish i didn’t have to wake up
tomorrow don’t come

are we here?
yea now look
remember what we talked about
just let me do the talkin’
okay sure
welcome to the house of hh
what’s the password
yo what’s good man
uh it’s shook ones
welcome
she can come in but you gotta stay
thanks sweetie
hey where you goin’
why can’t i get in
i’m the one who knew the password
i’m sorry dude you are not allowed to get in
you know melanin problems and what not
mela what?
aw common man not again

- knox hill

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