| Uh Huh, Yea
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| Come on
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| Anyway
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| A 1,2 what cha gonna do
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| 2,3 what’s this gonna be… come on now
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| Yea Yea uh, a come on now
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| Let me hear you, Let me hear you
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| Uh yea
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| Provoke emotions when I’m boastin and braggin
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| Just imagine gun clappin' linguistic assassin
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| Bout to shake the world up, slam it to the floor up
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| You heard of us, real niggaz we blow the world up
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| Rip off the planet, take it for granted when I manage
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| With that home team advantage, automatic rhyme bandit
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| Bout to hand it, Cause you cram to understand it
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| When I land it open handed
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| I’m a transatlantic slave, with that old black magic
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| Got to have it from the demo, to the master
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| Some brothers try to strike, but light the fire of disaster
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| I’m the chainsaw massacre, brain ball acid dust
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| Down shift, pump your brakes, ease off the clutch
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| We fuck it up, when we conduct, load your pistol up
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| Put this verbal dick in your mouth, until I bust a nut
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| And let this jam tell you who the fuck I am
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| Original black man from the Billali Sudan
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| It’s like that y’all, so go head and get up |
| Sample (Be bad)
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| This is the future sound
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| Without further ado, you don’t see us, but we see you
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| Either you’re here to teach
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| Or you’re here to be taught
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| If you don’t plan to get away
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| Then you plan to get caught
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| I was born to lead, that why I run don’t walk
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| South-central MC what the fuck you thought
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| I set my first verse up, similar to a stake out
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| The minute that they break out, they send jake out
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| But I’m super laxative and I don’t need no practice kid
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| You’re probably wondering what track this it
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| Uh, so carry on with that twisted ass street rap
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| I ride for peace, but I will contradict that
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| And bitch slap any rapper that act, uh
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| Like he really want it I’m a have to mishap
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| So act like you want it, but don’t get loud
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| And you haven’t seen a style this vivid in awhile
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| I rebuild cause I’m a rebel
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| My education and rhythm is on a higher level
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| Smash til the dust settles
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| Yes, yes, yes y’all
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| Mic test, test y’all
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| Freestyle lyrics being thrown straight at y’all
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| And we hype so and we might just flow from the get go |
| Hey yo Soup, let 'em know
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| I’m one of the last cats, (That's right) puttin' the flavor back in the rap
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| And make a sun roof straight to your cap
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| Now the original black, now watch how the herbs react
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| I play the block, where I learned to rap (tell em)
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| Ain’t nothing to it, I keep the word play fluent
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| And tone will run through like the emperor Jones
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| Now the inventor of poems and lymrics outstanding pitch
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| Regardless if your feeling my shit
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| Yo, I stay prime and plus I’m never outdated
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| In time I break atoms from the way that I rhyme
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| Now I created a line with no miscues, fake no moves
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| So here’s the rhyme I couldn’t wait to use
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| I represent, and put the pressure on your local event
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| And drop heavy when the vocal commits
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| To hit you with the hits, from the colonial prince
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| The master of the ceremonial
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| It’s like that y’all |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Future Sound , by - Jurassic 5. Song from the album Feedback, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп