future), we not promised (the future) Only God knows (the future), the future (the future) (The future, the future, the future, the future) (The future
promised (the future) Only God knows (the future), the future (the future) (The future, the future, the future, the future) (The future, the future,
the first gun blast, they know who gone win Now won't that make us all fools Like class clowns praying Private Ryan comes round Sound travels at one thousand, one
installed in me from day one Believe in something because most of my homies believe in nothing And paying for it, God bless your souls, I'll be praying
connects machine and a mind Until the end of time the one my kind, the message will now be profoundly spoken, rules are meant to be broken, therefore
is the right to grow, is the right to blossom. Freedom is -is the right to be yourself, to be who you are, to be who you wanna be, to do what you wanna
not the up front type You set the mood and I'll dim the light Let me lo lo lo lo love you up love you all night Girl let me lo lo lo lo love you up love
steal narcotics When these punk MC's and bitches be the reason why The smoke be comin' up out the chow, with my nigga Pac Dear God, can you forgive me? My future
Noize, Cee-Lo Green Invisibly a vagabond Yeah, just tag along Not one single care in the world Not even in to carry on They said there's a future ahead
full of nuts, damn I'd probably be mad even if I called him Uncle Sam So bring dough to the Goodie MoB T Mo, Khujo, Cee Lo, J and my homie rather be
white shirts until y'all look like dice But I'm through with all the talking time to show all you niggaz I 2-0, I'm like J-Lo going through niggaz DTP
bitch the baddest, it may be my status Maybe my Aston, it may be black magic Maybe im destined, maybe its blessings Maybe my Cubans just got me connected I maybe be
-there's your boyfriend I just wanna be your toy friend Your other, other man Not your lo-lo-lover man, a undercover man How many rubber bands it will take for you Lil mama to be
told to get out of his car Yeah, yeah, check it From alligator belts to patty melts, I be that smoothest nigga So how do you figga that Atlant don't be
enough of spending And since my life is based on sinnin, I'm hellbound Rather be buried than be worried, livin held down My game plan to be trained and
that lo-fi throwback crap 'cause I don't want it near me and if ya can't hear me/start a band with "t-h-e" and you too can be a flash in the pan ? can
, nigga, lay down No time to play now (uh ha) Brace be around your hip from the waist down Keep it calm and don't react Cognac be the Zodiac Lo, we back
