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One-T - Tomorrow's War lyrics

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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

Ámelas

Aspiradas si más párelas

Come te también 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
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Language: English

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