Song No Tomorrow's lyrics from the album Motion Picture Mayhem 2 by rapper Michael Barber.
[Hook]
The tears are filling up their glasses, no expression, no expression
hide my hide, I want to drown my sorrow
No Tomorrow, No Tomorrow
Verse 1
I feel like I’ve been sitting in solitary
it’s kind of scary and deep like a cemetery
trying to be legendary, writing these rhymes
fighting the decline and trying to climb
Live every day like it’s my last night
dark, yet bright like a flashlight
thinking about a past life, living this life oh so solo
looking at life in slow mo, thru my rearview
screaming at god, like he could hear you
a schizo, my mind needs a straight jacket
look at my dreams and try to grab it
heart cold like an assassin, listen
a musical magician on a mission
to gather attention with every sentence
like a death row inmate selling a book
even the felons are shook
nope, if I could paint a perfect picture
the perfect picture would be me richer
not me here drowning with this liquor
and blowing on this swisher….
[HOOK 2 x]
The tears are filling up their glasses, no expression, no expression
hide my hide, I want to drown my sorrow
No Tomorrow, No Tomorrow
Verse 2
I wear my heart on my sleeve
I tell a girl I love her, and the thought won’t leave
Imagine what I could achieve
If I wasn’t chasing these women
drinking these coronas with lemon
married to whiskey, playing this Biggie
I don’t want to be 50 and thinking what if?
I could be driving my car tonight and get hit
no tomorrow so start blazing
and the present is a present, amazing
my heart starts racing, mind starts thinking
I’m trying to get change like Abraham Lincoln
I’m trying to get change like 4 quarters
stuck like a room with no door and 4 corners
I feel out of place like a foreigner
wanna be rich as fuck before the I see the coroner
but I can’t take it with me so fuck it
I live it, I love it, until I kick the bucket
I put a little bit of heart and soul in each song
So when I pass and I’m gone
A little bit of Michael lives on
A little bit of Michael lives on
[HOOK 4 x]
The tears are filling up their glasses, no expression, no expression
hide my hide, I want to drown my sorrow
No Tomorrow, No Tomorrow
Talking outro Morgan Freeman speaking “Ernest Hemingway once wrote that the world is a beautiful place and worth fighting for. I agree with the second part”
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