Apathy - Tomorrow Is Gone lyrics

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Apathy - Tomorrow Is Gone lyrics

[Verse 1: O.C.] Used to get pushed from the way the chain hang Down to my dick, where the nuts be dangling Long nights, club hoppin’, involved the same thing Wolves on the prowl, always kept the gun tucked In my waist, I pray to never be chose – the mark But we all know what goes on after dark Brown liquor and then the dance floor, sippin’ Pocket full o’ big faces surrounded by my n***as Think back, it was a crew of a** kissers Low lives with nothing going on, hopin’ I put em on Couple live wires stayed in my circle Cousin Boo with ya crews, myself always ready to move Fitted over my head piece, coverin’ my eyebrows Noddin’ my dome to the songs People gettin’ drunk, sense the weed linger in the air Look at my watch its 3 in the morn’ Now I’m lookin for a slide off so we can get ghosts Movin’ like a phantom in the spot packed with ho’s Back to the seven-one-eight, drop off fam’ Make it home and sleep through the day {Hook:] Sunset to sunrise We live and we day Short days and cold nights Erase guys ya whole life Wo-oooo-oooo, Tomorrow was gone Wo-oooo-oooo, The magic is gone [Verse 2: Apathy] J.Crew junkie with a closet o’ Cole Haan Outfits form like the body of Voltron East Cost fishermen with slickers and a raincoat Rollin’ wit a pack o’ alcoholics who chain smoke Bottle to the face, now ya man need a cat scan Up inside the bar, disrespected a Pats fan? Step out the car get a boxcutter scar Stupid motherf**er do you know where you are? This is N dot E dot, home of the cold winds Where stick up kids get away with ya gold rings Me and baby mamas; we be cussin’ like sailors And motherf**ers cuff ’em like custom tailors Cuz the ho’s so f**in’ hot, p**n stars s**in’ co*k Then you knock her up and she grow a little muffin top Everybody out, house party over Hit the Dunkin’ Donuts and try to get sober Before the cops pull me over like they did it in Springfield Didn’t like my attitude and cracked my windshield f** it back to the eight-six-o Come hell or high water I’ma make this dough [Hook] [Verse 3: Slaine] In those ice cold winters I was born and raised Drinkin’ whiskey out the bottle, on the corner blazed From the start had heart full of scorn and rage It got dark through the night and at dawn it stayed Til the light glowed this is sun rose with the d**h tolls Light stones by the stove where my breath froze Overdose, bullet holes you can catch those Ex foes, old friends we collect those Exo’s swirlin’ in my cup while my debt grows Cocaine in my bloodstream while the sweat flows I can hear the past still while it echos Pills had me hooked to the gills, I had to let go Now I’m late night drivin’ through the madness To the other side, I’m survivin’ through the habits I look around and see the fiends in the rabbit hole Tattered jeans as he leans wit a battered soul Seems there’s no way out til ya find her Carryin’ this chip just to keep a reminder It’s through hell that the kid come heaven I made it out and back in the six-one-seven [Hook]