There'll be no sad tomorrow 
Don't you know that it's so? 
In my mind there's no sorrow 
Don't you know that it's so? 

There'll be no sad tomorrow 
Don't you know that it's so? 
In my mind there's no sorrow 
Don't you know that it's so? 

I'm trying to ignore my depression, the [bad word] that I'm stressing 
Recession and every single move I make I question 
My girl want more affection, my crew want more attention 

 [bad word] from all directions, my father says it's lessons 
Look into the mirror, can you handle your reflection? 
I know so much aggression, I'm in a new dimension 
Like rocking back and forth and [bad word] back the Smith & Wesson 
And plus when I rap all these younger people pay attention 
So what, now it's my job to try and make a good impression? 
My only advice would be follow your own direction 
Save your money, don't blow it, when you [bad word] use protection 

And uhh... 

When I die, [bad word] it I'm trying to go to Heaven 
I been ready to die since the night of 9/11 
Cause passion in my first step closer than my second 
Third step and walking on a [bad word] with a weapon 
There's no sad tomorrow till we make it through the present 
Anticipating still I grow impatient for my cheques 
And money in my pocket, now this hustle [bad word] I question 
Just an adolescent music student, effervescent 
Choose to manifest it, notice my inflection 
Tomorrow is a scar I protected from infection 
The iodine writer's mind's wires see connections 
To landlines, watching landmines where I'm stepping 
The bomb baby, calm poker face on my expression 
For change and my days ever-searching for redemption 
Manana be my motivation, no discrimination 
Deal with hatred, feeling great, Demigod affiliation 
But I'm praying cause uh...