SHABAAM SAHDEEQ - Futuristic lyrics

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Ft Eddie B & Eddie B

Hoes and …got my mind spinning, ah

Haha, yeah, we gonna climb closer to the shit

Haha, yo

Load up, roll up, it’s time to get it started

Crack a bottle, spill some liquor for our dearly departed

This is a sound bombing, emergency alarming

It’s like the sky’s falling, when my team is forming

I put my all in, so dig dig deep in the soul and spit his heart out

Fresh water, get the lord out

They cracked the gator, let the lord out

Plans stood out, your ice stood out

Lot of people took the wrong route

And got head out, ask yourself, what you care bout

Frivolous things ain’t important no more

When you find out what life got in stored for you

You would think some of your peeps would open doors for you

But you gotta kick your way in and do it for you

See I stir up a pot of that hotness

And wake you up, get you motivated

To get up and kick it up

Time is up for them weak dudes

My fam gotta eat food

This that futuristic, this that knock you on

This the type of shit you wanna hear come out your trunk

This that pure dope, let that shit knock

I wanna hear this in every city on every block

This that futuristic ah, this that futuristic, what?

This that futuristic ah, this that futuristic, what?

This that futuristic ah, this that futuristic, what?

This that futuristic, this that futuristic

Listen to my poetry, it’ll always be raw

Cause my rhymes are super fresh like the grocery store

I told you before, Eddie B is coming …

And H Floyd got the beats that will fuck up your neck

I put you in check when I rap, you better listen to me son

If y’all emcees, then I’m ashamed to be one

My music get you higher than the dudes you get your weed from

And if you got a minute, I’ma tell you how a d done

I’m sick and tired of all these motherfucking reruns

Acting like they ride around the city packing 3 guns

You’re not Big Pun, Big L or Big Papa

You’re just another rapper fronting like a hip hopper

I spit proper to the day I’ll get dead

If you think you’re better than Eddie B you better forget it

Get it corrected, or you’ll get disrespected

Disconnected, disinfected, just the second

This that futuristic, this that knock you on

This the type of shit you wanna hear come out your trunk

This that pure dope, let that shit knock

I wanna hear this in every city on every block

This that futuristic ah, this that futuristic, what?

This that futuristic ah, this that futuristic, what?

This that futuristic ah, this that futuristic, what?

This that futuristic, this that futuristic

Back to the future, call me Dennis McFly

Nigga I’m faded off this cookie, that’s the futuristic high

Way ahead of the line it’s way deep than the rhymes

I’m leading the future, you gonna see it in time

Fliest nigga in town, I’m just making my rounds

Old legends are dying, new legends is found

Groupies gonna be groupies

They just wanna be down

But I’m massing the … giving nigga a pound

Move these scoundrels, blood suckers

They just want you to loop

So I ask them, where’s the loot?

Chuck the deuce, it ain’t easy nigga

I ain’t the safe haven, get it how you live

I’m a grizzy nigga

Fuck it, the past pay for the present

History with ungratefully niggas taught me a lesson

So nigga, do what you do,

Keep your head up, good luck with your future, endeavors

This that futuristic, this that knock you on

This the type of shit you wanna hear come out your trunk

This that pure dope, let that shit knock

I wanna hear this in every city on every block

This that futuristic ah, this that futuristic, what?

This that futuristic ah, this that futuristic, what?

This that futuristic ah, this that futuristic, what?

This that futuristic, this that futuristic.