Mr Groove - Tomorrow Never Dies (feat. Par Da'God) Lyrics

I'm back in the saddle I'm blazin'
Even more sinister the flex is more flagrant
Deffer with the sentence I maximize the conviction
Expanded the jurisdiction so my kingdom is spacious
Grindin' all my life now the fruit has been plated
I made changes to my diet now my shit is more fragrant
In plain sight I rose to new heights I gave you incite
To the life of the Boss Grande
Big Papi swing for the gates while dueling the fates
My dark side tendencies I cannot erase
So I'm doling out penalties you cannot escape
I'm a total eclipse on any shine that you make
Any move that you contemplate I stunt it with force
So that growth and maturation you seek it comes up short
Groove is the highest your majesty trumps
Cuhz ya'll done went and gave me the green light to do what I want
It's over nigga you won
Cigars, Scotch, girls and guns
It's murders with our street love affair
You bet your life every night
And after late nights it's early mornings, then you die
You're not the only guy
Yesterday is so far away
Silver linings in the sky
Tomorrow never dies
I'm Papa Shango in a Kangol lettin' flames go
I keep my foot in they ass call it a painal
Still hang em high still multiply the currency
Still do or die I'm full of life move vertically
Stars spangled, measure the angles
Cross over on the authority I'm breakin' they ankles
I embrace this infamy as I race for victory
Never will the feds book a case cuhz I'm too slippery (Neva)
I extended my reign, extended my clips
Extended the flame, I strengthened my grip over the game
Mutated another strain and sent it viral
No quarantine can contain it's arrival
You have been blessed by the god you should hold no other idle
I do not forgive or forget, vengeance is unbridled
How would I look trying to dial it back
I'm addicted to the rush
Every bust gives me a relapse
It's over nigga you won
Cigars, Scotch, girls and guns
It's murders with our street love affair
You bet your life every night
And after late nights it's early mornings, then you die
You're not the only guy
Yesterday is so far away
Silver linings in the sky
Tomorrow never dies
All hell, he's home
Bang bang nigga when my Nikes roam
Shallots in my hand, vapin', fumigate my royal floor plan
Par Da'god born to be the man
Numero uno, number one, pole position
In front so they watch my movements
These calculated steps is blueprints
I hear ya'lls raps, but where the truth in them
Man it's too many rappers in my city
Wonder why we ain't taken seriously
And seriously, it's sickening cuhz on FB
You niggaz act like killaz and kings
Ain't neva clapped no heat, you actors is hella sweet
Like Big Momma's peach pie fillings
And ya'll trying to pull me back
But it's deeper that rap and you can get clapped for that
Down goes your crew amd upi ain't even know
Hits from the band, for Nathan
No exaggeration my team ya'll chasin'
While we trail blazin', we blazin' while we waitin'
Get out of line I lay down a demonstration
Guns with drums, with the craziest cadences
Get out of line I lay down a demonstration
Guns with drums, with the craziest cadences