Non Phixion - Say Goodbye To Yesterday Lyrics
Yo.. three-hundred and sixty-five days a yearWe preoccupy self to find life's true meaningWe indulge irrelevant contradictionContradiction which steps up growthLive life each day like it could be your last[Verse One]Yo.. I'm from a place where some mothers sell they babies for crackWhere young cats buy gats, shoot and never look backWhere the whites live with the whites, and the blacks live with the blacksBut somehow we unite, through the culture of rapI'm from Brooklyn, word to the Dodgers, Russian massagesWhere thugs bust guns, and sons are raised without they fathersWe do away with has-beens, rock the latest fashionThe rule's never rat - what you want to know, or who's askinJust some habits of highly effective MC'sY'all is ***** rap, my speech made you weak in the kneesBut talk's cheap, I'm straight from the streetsI'm action-oriented when I'm screamin KILL CORRUPT POLICEI read books, reap intelligence to compromise my bad looksI roam with God-bodies and crooksBut when I rest my head at night, I'm just happy that I made itCause someone could take your life, be it my friends or my neighborsWhether, you police or a thug on the streetsWhether, you look for beef or you livin in peaceWhether, you back down or you stand strong boldYo we never know what tomorrow gon' hold[Chorus: *sung*]We can live today, but we're not promised tomorrowWe can pass away, say goodbye to yesterdayWe can live today, but we're not promised tomorrowWe can pass away, say goodbye to yesterday[Verse Two]It's either me or you in this world cause I be tryin to copeI'm lookin for answers, but still I'm comin up brokeThey supply the (?) tops, smack, the guns and the cokeWho shot Lennon and Malcolm X, one in his throatI'm an old soul that hold but probably young as the PopeReincarnated as a prophet through a symbol of hopeI move through the projects, lights, rhythm and smokeIdiom quotes, somebody said religion's a jokeBuried my man at 18, the cancer took him in monthsHe died before he lived, but once gone I felt touchedMy old earth followed in '91, 6 months apartProject stress, blackouts, and walks in the parkPeople change, cause when I look back I feel strangeGoin through old flicks, our days numbered, turnin the pageI can't go back, we learn to live with hate and respectA tale from the heart prevail through the pain and regretWhether, you police or a thug on the streetsWhether, you look for beef or you livin in peaceWhether, you back down or you stand strong boldYo we never know what tomorrow gon' hold[Chorus]{*singer ad libs to fade*
