Tonight - DJ Nu-Mark

Wooooooo!

Yo, hawk is out!

Brick out here, you know I’m sayin'?

Yo, you better bundle up

We livin' in a cold world, even in the Summer time

And I ain’t talking about the Farenheit

Naw!

I’m talking how the life ain’t fair and the height of the fare

Keep hiking here and there, from there to here

Back then I had a grin from ear to ear

Now the corn price triple per ear

Triple your fear

Can’t afford to get my head gassed up

Let alone my whip

I need a loan just to go round trip

And there is a war going on and nobody is safe

Cause the thiefs in the night still hitting your safe

With the cameras on blast, see this look on my face?

For security, I’m feelin' like my freedom’s replaced

While your cut runneth over, all I want is a taste

I ain’t trying to stay sober cause things are so sobering

God knows how what makes rain and but brings

Fuck your hairbrained schemes and things

Man

Tonight, you are stars shining brighter than before

Tomorrow, here come trouble knocking at your door

We living in a cold world, especially in the Summer time

No, I ain’t talking about the Celsius

Nuh-uh, I’m talking how the cells keep swellin' with felons

And said felons that didn’t use they melons

And suffer for what they sellin'

And the cellphones keep excelling

They even got Excel, Word, Quicktime

You can hear a quick rhyme, and

Youtube Scorsese’s whole cutting room floor

Check the score and the scores more

Things like this you couldn’t do even one score or one day before

Not to mention all the pussy galore

So with the future so bright, you gotta wear shades

To contrast the shadows, prepare for battle

That takes place daily in your hearts and minds

Distractions keep you outflanked

Don’t let your dickhead have your brain outranked

You picked a gunfight, bring more than your shame

Cause ain’t nobody shooting blanks

We living in a cold world, like The Day After Tomorrow

The day before yesterday we could have borrowed time

And been fine with some peace of mind

But now the last minutes are spent with such sorrow

And varioius theorists claim it’s the Age of Aquarius

Now hear this: this era might be the scariest

We near this brink of being extinct, and yet still pushing on so precarious

The mystery god, he probably watching people like reality TV

That’s so so hilarious

So much drama and the folks claimin' a moral high-ground

Get found livin foul and nefarious

I’m still tryin' to ride the road less traveled

Without catching a flat from all of that gravel

And Nu marks the spot to connect the dots

With kick, snares and high hats

I lick shots, it’s like that