The Future lyrics

Artist  : Dame Grease 
Song : The Future



 Send "The Future" Ringtone to your Cell 

 
f/ DMX, Big Stan, and Meeno







[Meeno]



They got my back to the wall



Nobody to turn to, nobody I can trust



I used to have friends



But all I could think about was hustlin



That was then, this is now



And this is how I must be



A loose cannon, with a cannon



Nobody can trust me



When half the world is sayin "Fuck
Me"



The other half will fear me



Shit both halves will make one whole



But nothing can dare those cowards to come near
me



Yeah they hear me, but fuck that



I want them cats to feel me



Cuz to feel me, is to know I'll be a problem till
they kill me



It's from sun-up to sun-down



Got my gun up, and I'ma run down



On any ass coward that feelin that I can't get
down



I'm a nightmare, the nigga that's always right
there



Borderline, with two lines, a little too heavy to
fight fair



Unload, reload, cock back, and pop that



And drag to where your top at



And guaranteed that I dropped that



You can't top that



I'm here to put them rumors to rest



Fuck the past



Fuck the present



I'm the future in the flesh







[Chorus x2]



I'm the chrome before the storm



I'm the buzz before the storm



I'm the screech before the crash



I'm the click before the blast



I'm the rise before the fall



I'm the loss before the gain



Vacant Lot will keep it hot 



Cuz we the future of this game







[Big Stan]



Coke game to sober



We takin rap over



Either roll with us or you gettin rolled over



But pardon, niggaz is too hard for your
squadron



Evacuate the buildin, save all the women and
children



No way around it, niggaz comin in thousands



M17s, grenades, and four-pounders



All you grimmy niggaz get the fuck from round
us



Y'all the same cock-housers from the blocks to
gouchers



Celebratin is the the feelin when I catch a fake
vilian



Send him brick style in the ceilin of an
abandonded building



Feel me? y'all got to, I'm the voice of theory



My advice? keep rappin you ain't no where near
me



Spillin blood for the dead, God bless them
dearly



And look straight to the heavens so I know that
He hear me



My shit fluxuate from the drop seven, to the wide
bodied eight



Up on in corner, with the sweeper I let the body
gate







[Chorus x2]







[DMX]



When I do niggaz, it's how I do niggaz



And two niggaz got nothin for me



When they saw me looked the other way and tried
to ignore me



I put holes, like foot holes, in niggaz
buttholes



Stomp a mudhole, when I cut hoes, the fuckin
blood flows



That was bustin niggaz wide, I was 10 when I
died



Now I'm walkin dead with the infared by my
side



Keepin niggaz in line like a parade



Then they scatter like roaches when they get
sprayed with Raid



Like a grenade, playin with spades is the plan



Now what part of suck my dick don't you
understand?



Better act like you know or get smacked like your
hoe



When you straped, toe to toe, but can't strap
with the flow



And I gets down for mine, with the crime



And if I gots to do time, fuck it



I don't mind



I handle my business and I shoot snitches



Cuz I know nowadays niggaz is more ass than loose
bitches



It's all good, I'm still out 



Knock on wood, robbin niggaz like my last name is
Hood



Cuz I could, go with that mob that goes out to
rob



That mad scheme to get cream without the job



I house more niggaz than a shelter



And if a nigga ever felt a, heltah skeltah



It'd would melt away, cuz the pain is too much to
bear



Let the dead be dark while the Dark is here







[Chorus till fade]