You're Not Sure To See Tomorrow Lyrics - Originoo Gunn Clapazz

[Lil Knock] 

Come and say laugh time is comin love 

And give 'em one 

What? Dickin in the bed fiend 

Say ow, licka 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 space 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 shit 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 niggas 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. 

'cause 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 balls 

[Doc Holiday] 

Chew on this 

And if tomorrow never comes, fuck 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. bitch from Riker's 

Met her on the Av., tight hold the top wit biker 

Short, pussy 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 ass 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 shit, strong arm shits in your garment 

If there is a problem, I'mma see you into promise 

Truly yours, 'Ville Slug 

Got your shorty, pissy 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, pass Sean Price the L 

Bitches on the side, sayin "Starang nice as hell" 

We shit on these rappers, they in hell, twice the smell 

My niggas in jail, forever screamin life is hell 

I might as well pick up the cell, call my bitch Rakel 

Who used to be my shorty, hop friend, now it's hard to tell 

[Louieville Sluggah] 

They say we cock-eyed, Eye of the Tiger, just like Rocky 

Can't help it, when we ride shit like a jockey 

Non stoppin, hit the stage, rockin and shockin 

In stealth shit, for them bitch niggas not likin 

[Starang Wondah] 

Aiyo this is the Boot Camp show, I'm your host 

I love French toast and bitches that's high post 

My M.F.C. back niggas down that try and get too close 

Me and Henny gettin high on flights coast to coast 

[Louieville Sluggah] 

And once we touch ground, shit, 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 4X4 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, circumstance niggas 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