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Still Life Looks Like Tomorrow

Slowly he looks at his calloused hands and dreams of something he thought was real and he looks to the ground. Sunlight is fading fast to the west, casting

up in the clouds Make me feel like I'm floating (yeah) You think I'm playing When you know it's the truth Nobody else can do it quite like I do All my

excel looking through your phone book, couldn't get a cell rebound slow you down but you gotta excel see, and now life seem hard still looking through your call log like

a ni**a name But never said what up That s**t critical, dispicable, unforgiveable I too like Hot ?? Your own fan won't remember you Thuggin but we still spriutual, clear lyrical I'm like

still was broke It took time but finally the cash was mine all the rewards of a hustler stuck in the grind Look around and all I see is snakes and faces like

wash me away so me put me faith inna you Father me still have a long way to go me not ganna look behind me that tomorrow is a betta day well then yeah

was a long way from home She could make alone look pretty Her attitude made a part of the landscape Riding her bike through Alphabet City She likes to

life That's a good look Taking care Home is still fly Thats a good look Ima help you build up your account Thats a good look Better yet a hood look Ladies

now Your life stretched tight and breaking now And you seem to find that every morning's Like a mountain you must climb Forget her, shake her free Like