You Gon’ Learn

(Chorus: White Gold)
Pray you see tomorrow little boy, you gon learn
All them pretty b!tches leave yo axx in the urn
You aint sold your last rock, you just better earn
But I pray you see tomorrow little boy, you gon learn
Pray you see tomorrow little boy, you gon learn
All them pretty b!tches leave yo axx in the urn
You aint sold your last rock , you just better earn
But I pray you see tomorrow little boy, you gon learn

(Verse 1: Royce da 59')
Im a product of properly hoppin up out of that poverty
Profitin all for coppin and swappin that property out for a possible monopoly
Try not to adopt my fathers old philosophies
Same time Im prayin to God that everything works out at his colonoscopy
Im walkin across a suicidal tightrope intentionally
While the demons comin out of me
Wifeys on the side of me talkin sense into me
Without she, I feel incomplete mentally, shes been sent to me
Right there since 9-6 , worse nightmare to side chicks, some things are just meant to be
This it for me, give my daughters a kiss for me
Yall call this fame, I call this sh!t alcoholistic infamy
Targettin my kids and babies through population and gun control
Sh!t make me wanna make a hunnid more
Make a bigot racist uncomfortable
If yall against talk and reparation then Im not against the thought of separation
While the politicians that are white and privilegedask how is this different from segregation, thats funny bro
Segregation is bein told where Im gonna go
Separation is bein woke and goin wherever I wanna go

(Chorus: White Gold)
Pray you see tomorrow little boy, you gon learn
All them pretty b!tches leave yo axx in the urn
You aint sold your last rock, you just better earn
But I pray you see tomorrow little boy , you gon learn
Pray you see tomorrow little boy, you gon learn
All them pretty b!tches leave yo axx in the urn
You aint sold your last rock, you just better earn
But I pray you see tomorrow little boy, you gon learn

(Verse 2: Eminem)
Never sold dope for no gold rope
Wanted one though, they were so dope (Yeah)
Was a have-not (Yeah) cause my pockets (Uh)
Didnt have knots, I was so broke
On my last rock, for my slingshot
Better haul axx, dont be no slow poke (Nope )
Through the tall graxx, run your axx off (Yeah)
Oh no, got your pants caught on the fence post
Getting chased, by them Jackboys, think its bout to fuzz
Like a lint roller they wait til its late, they will tiptoe
Through your living room window
Take your Nintendo and then skate
Making you feel like you got bent over and raped
Little boy, youre never gonna get no rope chain
Get your sh!t stole, and your lip swole, I became bitter
As I got a little bit older, my hate
Was making me get cold, and began to get a chipped shoulder
Started to spitvulgar, my ZIP code had been skid row
But I ate every single beat that I spit over, the sh!thole I escaped
Then I began to explode, detonate, now the Eastside went schizo
Thought my name was B-side cause they flipped over my tape
And I wont hesitate
To get em all bent so outta shape
Oh sh!t, bro, hold up, wait
I just tripped over my cape (Superman)
And Im not gonna let up, treat the paper like Im chopping a letter
Drell tell you how I shred
So when you refer to the guy next to the doc, you meant shredder
Now the cops wanna set up roadblocks on my head, I
Got several bounties from feds in every county
Im with a gal at a Checkers wiling
Bumping 'F!ck Da Police' while I fed her Rallys
This sh!t is like Romper Room
Why do I feel responsible for these kids?
All of whom Im a father to
Im a God to you, yall better worship the water I walk on
Or yall gonna meet your Waterloo
I get to flippin the mic as a murder weapon
Im poppin an extra clip, then cock and shoot, then Im popping
Do not let me catch you slippin
I will pop up and Ill take a spot from you
Ill get to doing what a leaky faucet do
But I aint talkin drip when I say that Ill get the drop on you
Singin f!ck all of you in Autotune
I am too volatile and too grizzly to bear
Yeah, sh!t is gettin to where I can barely even sit in a chair
I bust my axx for this sh !t and I swear
It aint even worth dissing someone so offbeat
That they cant even figure out where their words
Should hit the kick and the snare

(Chorus: White Gold)
Pray you see tomorrow little boy, you gon learn
All them pretty b!tches leave yo axx in the urn
You aint sold your last rock, you just better earn
But I pray you see tomorrow little boy, you gon learn
Pray you see tomorrow little boy, you gon learn
All them pretty b!tches leave yo axx in the urn
You aint sold your last rock, you just better earn
But I pray you see tomorrow little boy , you gon learn