Tomorrow's War
Just scrub your window
Click the pot up
Tomorrow's war is lots more traffic
Not enough stuff for your pupils
That brain of yours on the stereo
Just scrub your window
Click the pot up
Tomorrow's war I'll be another brick
Not enough little crazy pupils
Funny bout our word on your video
Feels the feels are growing in his zone
Smells the smell of death go to his nostrils
His virus of what was on cruise control
He needs a cure but the antidote is in a hole
In pixel war it's a cinema
Respect to come right over king row
Just scrub your window
Click the pot up
Tomorrow's war is lots more traffic
Not enough stuff for your pupils
That brain of yours on the stereo
Just scrub your window
Click the pot up
Tomorrow's war I'll be another brick
Not enough little crazy pupils
Funny bout our word on your video
Why Cool-T watch it for your name
Come on watch it if you change
Not enough stuff for your pupils
That brain of yours on the stereo
Why Cool-T watch it for your fame
Come on watch it if you change
Not enough little crazy pupils
Funny bout our word on your video
A cagar segar remar partí comienza si por yo fumar do menas reinas
Partiendo micro tu no mí parcelas
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Aspiradas si más párelas
Come te tambié gran descaras yardas
Para lugués da
De mano soteras
La fía la gagos sonando mas
Just scrub your window
Click the pot up
Tomorrow's war is lots more traffic
Not enough stuff for your pupils
That brain of yours on the stereo
Just scrub your window
Click the pot up
Tomorrow's war I'll be another brick
Not enough little crazy pupils
Funny bout our word on your video
Why Cool-T watch it for your name
Come on watch it if you change
Not enough stuff for your pupils
That brain of yours on the stereo
Why Cool-T watch it for your fame
Come on watch it if you change
Not enough little crazy pupils
Funny bout our word on your video
We drive down the cells like African land
There's a smile on my face just to greet that fangs
Walking death row without my gang
Was waiting for the call but the phone never rang
Electric chair's just fine with me
Hang murders at something somewhere
Just scrub your window
Click the pot up
Tomorrow's war is lots more traffic
Not enough stuff for your pupils
That brain of yours on the stereo
Just scrub your window
Click the pot up
Tomorrow's war I'll be another brick
Not enough little crazy pupils
Funny bout our word on your video
Stop spreading the war lies born again
I said stop the murder first lives must go on