Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song For the Future, artist - Marco Polo. Album song Port Authority, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 14.05.2007
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Soulspazm
Song language: English
For the Future |
If I ever had a reason to sign a dotted line |
Would only be to see my father’s Ford Econoline |
Retire from driving, inspire survivor for living, giving |
Replace it with a Jaguar surrounded by ribbons |
Hand him a scissors to sever his ties from this hard living |
Say to utilize all your talent that’s God-given |
Lord, it’s hard driving folks, feeling chauffeured |
It’s written, religious while I don’t attend church |
I’m immersed in prayers, so many people curse with fear |
For the worst you could never prepare a verse |
That put you in a limo, a hearse |
I’d rather have a room full of supporters than the keeners in the church |
Immersed in the medium, ‘tween the tedium and mainstream |
And the rhymes would always seem to speak of how the day seem |
I know it used to be a daydream |
But I refuse to be awake until I take it to the top scene |
With the ability to change things |
C.A.L.I.B.E.R. |
and Quartermaine, this is a critically acclaimed thing |
This is a critically acclaimed thing |
C.A.L.I.B.E.R. |
and Quartermaine, we definitely came to change things |
Torch-bearers for the future |
Get used to them rhymers that tryna shoot ya |
We arrive with a different contribution |
So many others say they’re killin' them caps |
The only thing we kill is the tracks |
Entrepreneur from the first step |
I followed my father’s maneuvers from the bird’s nest |
Learned from the best, how to use my time productively |
True disciplinarian tried to toughen me |
Left up to me, a legacy of tenacity |
So the pressures of the game will never flatten me |
‘Cause rapidly you see the rules change every day |
Stay on your Ps and Qs is what he used to say |
We used to lay up in the cut looking for food as prey |
So choose your moves carefully, avoid a fool’s mistake |
There’s loot to make if you’re treat each like your last |
Days or dollars, follow the teachers of the past |
Not in your corner then ignore the treason of the mass |
For they know no better, don’t let ‘em lead you past |
Be a front-runner, number one to complete a task |
But accuracy is more important than being fast |
True indeed! |
Believing words impact my daily dealings |
Feeling the anxiety of feeling down and depressed |
Pounding my chest from stress, much less |
Won’t let the ebbs or flows get me upset |
My work ethic’s a shrine for all that watch |
I know the time, even on the grind off the clock |
As for style, I took a grip off my pops |
My father’s son, can’t deny this chip off the block |
True indeed! |