MP3: Diddy-The Future
Interpret: Diddy
Skladba: The Future
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  Text skladby: Diddy-The Future
I can't hear you (I am the future) I like it when you say my name Y'all gon' love me Feelin' it's about to get ugly
Inject this dose of the future Tap them veins, grab hold, let me shoot ya Mainline this new Diddy heroin The Afro-American dream is too evident
The potential to be the first black President iTunes, download me in every resident Early, I skip breakfast Nigga be on his grind like he need new brake pads
We in the hood like black soap and dollar vans My CD's in 3-D holograms The future, y'all need to holla, man The live show's a hard act to follow, man
Bronze, my likeness, y'all need to follow him From now to 3000, I'll be a problem man The future
I am the future (Always before you, always ill)
With my demeanor, flip, assemble my own team to Say fuck FEMA in case there's another Katrina You laughed at the past, said I was a dreamer But it is back to the future, sold out arenas
We take 'em to the cleaners, calm ya nerves This is the man who provided more jobs For blacks than armed services Cut them corners, stay ahead of them curvatures Yeah, ya heard of us, hits stay superfluous
Man, I extend credit to a vagabond Run your city and we not talkin' marathons Bang like chitty chitty, here to disturb you New CD, watch it spread like bird flu
America, fall back, you can't stop me Got a thing for pigeon-toed chicks who walk knock-kneed Skin tight jeans, we call that botoxied I'm desensitized, baby, you can't shock me, I'm the future
I am the future (Always before you, always ill, the future)
I went from, blocks to greater to fortunes rock related Now my entire crib is voice activated ?Television on?, ?Mr. Combs is home? Solar panel rooftop, my kitchen is chrome
Dim the lights to a purple haze, then answer the phone Peep the moon through my retractable dome What they thought they assassinated, was only a clone We about to venture off into the unknown
Where sun rays hook off layers of ozone Chips inserted in the brain, the new cell phone The future, fuck with me now I'm Grammy certified, the committee can pick me now
And they all green with envy like Bill Bixby Bow down, kiss the tip of my cane, I paid sixty thou' You know the suit stay crispy now Hands to the sky and get ready if you wit me now The future
Never seen before, never will Always before you, always ill I am
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