Til Tomorrow (M-Phazes Remix)

Yeah, stay prepared for the up and downs, life is like a see-saw

Some say it's a bitch, man, I couldn't agree more

One minute you're on top, then you're in the ER

One minute she wants you, then she wants to leave

All I can do is take the good with the bad and keep on

Gotta work hard, gotta give the fans the mean songs

Give these programmers more shit that they can sleep on

Give these biting cunts more shit that they can feast on

Money come and go out your life like the seasons

People do too, sometimes without a reason

And it kind of seemed wrong when they took his life

Should of killed this dude, he's a fuckin' dick, right?

Maybe that get some insight from Jesus, Allah, Jehovah

Some will pray on Sunday, some will spend it hungover

Whether drunk or sober, hearts is gettin' colder, globe is gettin' warmer

Maybe this is karma, for real

Woke up feelin' down, now, I'm feelin' great

Things can really flip around on you in a day

But til tomorrow, til tomorrow

Oh-oh, oh-oh-oh

Payday I'm rich, next day I'm poor

Sittin' on my bed, wonder why I bother for

But til tomorrow, til tomorrow

Oh-oh, oh-oh-oh

Most people all talk, no action

Over that shit and numerate it to a fraction

They be on the internet havin' little word wars

Typin' in their two cents, actin' like it's worth more

Tell you how to surf when they've never touched a surfboard

Dissin' Tiger Woods when they're fuckin' even worse whores

You get the urge, wanna go and call them out

Makin' you just as bad as them by all accounts

And what it all amounts to ain't shit

Workin' at a slave ship, hit by the same whip

As the person that you're arguin' with

While the people that you arguin' about all remain rich

Say laters to this try, focus on your own life

Then you see Haitians with no home, no lights

Make you grateful for what you have

But God'll make you wonder if you really are givin' what you can

Woke up feelin' down, now, I'm feelin' great

Things can really flip around on you in a day

But til tomorrow, til tomorrow

Oh-oh, oh-oh-oh

Payday I'm rich, next day I'm poor

Sittin' on my bed, wonder why I bother for

But til tomorrow, til tomorrow

Oh-oh, oh-oh-oh

Woke up feelin' down, now, I'm feelin' great

Things can really flip around on you in a day

But til tomorrow, til tomorrow

Oh-oh, oh-oh-oh

Payday I'm rich, next day I'm poor

Sittin' on my bed, wonder why I bother for

But til tomorrow, til tomorrow

Oh-oh, oh-oh-oh