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girl noise and choke style punk Clapped it on and off I slunk To the streamXsonik subway First I need my iris scanned As I smell the breeze of electric
me We should all have a plan fi unite Di children are di future But a bare gun a buss Things a get contangarous We need to be dem tutor Before more a
girl of my dreams When I'm near you, my future seems bright Ooh, I want you to be my girl I want you to be my movie I am Sal Mineo and I need you so
all But do you recall Back when our minds were so free? We could get close To our visions and hopes I lived for times just like these And I know What you need
the block, leavin' these motherfuckers shot They ain't ready for the Nakamici I flip this shit like I'm Kamaneze Now dey a motherfuckin' see me They try to breeze
ain't nobody fuckin with us, nobody fuckin with us [Crooked I] I'm the present and the future Like Christmas in 2012 I'm the present in the future, an
a second, then they get they bell When I put the freeze on, you gon' need your coats It's a cold one, you gonna need your toast But me and L O.G.'s overseas
good So keep your awards Just make sure the cash come on home wit the hood Young, Young, Young Gunners Chris and Neef, we the future We the future, we the future
don't know these niggas still they know me though Either way lead the way to the front line and heat will spray Do I need employment or need a shave? Be the wave of the future
settled round my waist Today keeps slipping by me, it leaves no aftertaste Tomorrow is a daydream, the future's never true Am I just a fading fire or a breeze
Autumn Breeze, a Spring Tease Summer days and winter nights The seasons change and that's a fact Is it not Domo Arigato, Danke, Merci? Mothers and daughters
Drifting on a wave A breeze A thought caught in time Iridecent tears A kiss A dream of tomorrow Climbing Falling Pushing Pulling Every lap of life's ebb
[Beyond] The door opened, in walked my brother Terrified, teary-eyed, I'm wide open Only to hear our father died It's not true, I'm hopin' I need some
A door I've yet to open A secret I need knowing A rock I cherish instead of throwing My river to this sea still flowing You, you, you My glow in the
place you've never been and make you focus on the future after seein' the beginning and my style wilds like Miles on the trumpet volume dial is kinda low , need
