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Puff Daddy - Текст песни The future
[Diddy]
 I can't hear you!
 I like it when you say my name
 {*"The Fu-The Fu-The-Future-ture-ture-ture-ture..."*}
 Y'all gon' love me
 Feelin it's about to get ugly
 Inject this dose of the future
 Tap them veins, grab hold, let me shoot ya
 Mainline this new Diddy heroin
 The Afro-American dream is too evident
 The potential to be the first black President
 ITunes, download me in every resident
 Early, I skip break-fast
 Nigga be on his grind like he need new brake pads
 We in the hood like black soap and dollar vans
 My CD's in 3-D, holograms
 The future, y'all need to holla man
 The live show's a hard act to follow man
 Bronze my likeness, y'all need to follow him
 From now to 3000, I'll be a problem man
 The future
 Always before you
 {*"The Fu-The Fu-The-Future-ture-ture-ture-ture..."*}
 Always ill
 With my demeanor, flip, assemble my own team to
 Say fuck FEMA in case there's another Katrina
 And you, laughed at the past, said I was a dreamer
 But it's, back to the future, sold out arenas
 We, take 'em to the cleaners, calm ya nerves
 This is the man who provided more jobs for blacks than armed services
 (Let's go) Cut them corners, stay ahead of them sharp curvages
 Yeah, ya heard of us, hits stay superflousPuff Daddy - The future - http://ru.motolyrics.com/puff-daddy/the-future-lyrics.html
 Man, I extend credit to a vagabond
 Run yo' city, and we not talkin marathons
 Bang like chitty chitty here to disturb you
 New CD, watch it spread like bird flu
 America, fall back, you can't stop me
 Got a thing for pigeon-toed chicks who walk knock-kneed
 Skin-tight jeans we call that botoxied
 I'm desensitized baby, you can't shock me
 I'm the future
 Always before you
 {*"The Fu-The Fu-The-Future-ture-ture-ture-ture..."*}
 Always ill
 I went from, blocks to greater to fortunes rock related
 Now my entire crib is voice activated
 Television on, Mr. Combs is home
 Solar panel rooftop my, kitchen is chrome
 Dim the lights to a purple haze then answer the phone
 (Hello?) Peep the moon through my retractable dome
 What they thought they assassinated was only a clone
 We about to venture off into the unknown (let's go)
 Where sunrays hook off layers of ozone
 Chips inserted in the brain, the new cell phone
 The future, fuck with me now
 I'm Grammy certified the committee can pick me now
 And they all green with envy like Bill Bixby
 Bow down, kiss the tip of my cane, I paid sixty thou'
 You know the suit stay crispy now
 Hands to the sky and get ready if you wit me now
 The future
 Never seen before, never will
 Always before you, always ill
 I AM!!!











