Mike - Leaders of Tomorrow (Intro) lyrics

[Intro: Speech] I promised you, in this show we're going to bring you a Variety of entertainment. A variety of artists; variety of music, and dances. We have all learned that the taste that we put in is in the eating. Tonight, I've got something special for you. Nice people, all of you, wherever you've been watching; and listening to what we're doing. Now I did a composition, [?], -the children of today are automatically the leaders of tomorrow. And as we, the older ones, are fading out of the show, we are expecting you, the younger ones, to come up, pick it up, and do better than what we did. And when I see young people, more soul, at your tender age, having the courage to come forth and give out one of the endowments given to you by the almighty court, it pleases me [Instrumental] Listening to what we're doing [Verse] Uh I had them label checks going out to sis' I can only stress the thought to see her wrist tight Sometimes I thought to take the losses as a gift 'Cause only death'll show you how to live, right? Although I only felt the sorrow I should give Life, thorough like Big's, I'm barring like hitchhike I pray tomorrow not rigged, it su*ks that I gotta stay more than I did Life is tough, ni**as gotta stay more than they did From the slums so you gotta take more than they split, MIKE I'm more or less, yo, it's all the same sh*t Break a sweat, start morphing at midnight, pouring and the spliff Take a morning just to shift, for the fortune I'm the quick type Morals don't exist, they be oral over fist fights Portal of abyss, a portion of your clique tight Extortion of the disc, it's not an invite Deployment of the ship, I'm done getting skipped twice Enjoying what it is, wide soul through the bliss Sow a lick, MIKE Photos of the jit, it make me wonder where it switch, like, or where the grim rise Foil of the kid, I act my Timbs size Love me 'cause I've been riding Ugh, my paranoia like a cyst, you shouldn't wait for me to itch by it Know my taste something blazing with the dim lighting Favored 'cause the wit, making paper from the slick writing [Instrumental] [Outro] And listening to what we're doing