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I got a cousin that plays for the Utah Jazz But I don't have to run the two To shoot y'all ass Peace to Ronnie Brewer, On the mic I'm the manure Got a Ruger For the cowards tryna hate on the computer Mad Because my power made 'em say that I'm the Future Or maybe 'cause I taught they baby mama Kamasutra Since then I'm feelin' like I must be On parole I told her I was guilty, She put me in a hold I put her On exhibit then I put her on a stroll She makes a bigger bankroll than bitches on the Pole I clap for the cause, I'll scrap for My dogs Imagine Mayweather with a MAC in his Drawers A deadly combo, I'm the head honcho All About my dough, fuck casual convo Unless you talkin' 'bout that bread Then you ain't really talkin', Fam, 'nough said I'm The Future, The Future, future The future, the future, future, The future future, the let the games begin I'm From the Ox, but don't got fog as chin Nah, we hot, you somethin' like ass when Has-beens, Uh, finna get peeled like fan skin If fool Prince of Five wanna act big Wash your clan Off the map like Raskins Set trends, World war Ray Bans and fives through mic wires Like X-Men Yeah, deep water still see the sharks Fin Tony Gwynn with the pen, not the park Fence Nigga, get used to the name 'Cause we Ain't goin' nowhere like cranberry stains Strawberry On my Blackberry page Bad with names 'cause of Raspberry haze Street medley so the thugs engage We Go heavy, just pray that the future's gray I'm The future, the the future The the Future, The future, The future future, The future Let me back at 'em, yo The future, I'm The future I rep for the rugged hard heads That stack funds I don't recommend it but I Choose to pack guns In case my foes make Good on the promise To put me in the Ground, I ain't always do it honest El Presidente, Killers on the congress You're mere mortals, The flow's monstrous Get bound and gagged and beat Unconscious Shank in the mess hall, Murderin' all convicts My bloody hands solve all Conflicts Why talk? We can settle on some mob shit You swine Dive when shit gets deep At the bottom of The creek wearin' cement feet, what Future, the future, the future The future, the future, the future Future, Future, future