Beep Boop - Tomorrow

Today we're going to make music
Happy music and sad music
Funny music and serious music
Music that has many of the feelings we have
So, get your instruments and come along with me
Hope you enjoy

No more bedroom producing, now introducing
Randolph Saevedj, I'm cruising
On all these other rappers I'm abusing, it's amusing
That most these fuckers can't make any music
Most of them don't know how to write nor to sing
Yeah, it's their image they're using
Look, ask them to do a song acoustic
Watch as they get real puzzled like Rubik
But, they got some stupid excuses
Getting flustered and they start refusing
Some say our music just baffles and confuses
But, play it to the right crowd and watch em' lose it
Sorry, I had to do a few quick takes
You can call me Stanley Kubrick
Now, listen to the beats that I'm nuking
Now, hail to the new king

I wanna see tomorrow
Going up like Apollo
I wanna see tomorrow
Yeah, but the chances are low
I wanna see tomorrow
Going up like Apollo
I wanna see tomorrow
Yeah, but the chances are low

Tomorrow I am in a new borough
I see you burrow yourselves in the dirt when this dude furloughs
Woah, what a flow I got
I'm going nuts on these squirrels that are smoking pot
I have written plenty paragraphs
But, I'll never know how many this scary chapter has
And I shall excuse my very clammy hands
Because, I'm freaking out on some escitalopram, damn
New flow, non-pseudo, I'm the king like I told em'
I'm a jack of all trades make 'em say: hold up
Play poker, but my skills are less than mediocre
Ace of clubs, nah got a four-leaf clover
Fricking jokers in the back tryna poke her
Revving their motor cannot keep their composure
I will satisfy your gender-neutral boner
But, I'm stable like a house of cards, watch them fall over

I wanna see tomorrow
Going up like Apollo
I wanna see tomorrow
Yeah, but the chances are low
I wanna see tomorrow
Going up like Apollo
I wanna see tomorrow
Yeah, but the chances are low

We're no strangers to love
You know the rules and so do I
A full commitment's what I'm thinking of
You wouldn't get this from any other guy

I wanna see tomorrow
Going up like Apollo
I wanna see tomorrow
Yeah, but the chances are low
I wanna see tomorrow
Going up like Apollo
I wanna see tomorrow
Yeah, but the chances are low
Yeah, but the chances are low
Yeah, but the chances are low

Welcome to fucking album: Every Ceremony Needs A Master
This doesn't actually make sense if you're just listening to this song, though

Written by:
Eivind Trovåg

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