FUTURE TRUNKS

Lyrics

[Intro: Sample 1] I can change almost anything But I can't change human nature [Verse 1: Key Nyata] Uh, yuh It's the Seattle lights, satellite,allup in yobitch tonight Knocking bitches left and right,it's almost like a game to me (ha-ha-ha) These flappy birds, come in herds, and it's plain to see My third eye, WiFi, she connects with me At least she thinks she do, but there's no telepathy (nah) Smoking purple weed, analysin' what my weapons be Lords of the sea, humans pray to weak (pray to weak) The realest walkin' earth nigga and that's easily (that's easily) Fire bent in Ireland, these bitches after me But she gotta lace my pockets if she wanna fly with me (fly with me) Gold teeths, symbolisin' what I'll do for green I'll go aqua team, my hunger force is super mean (grr) Pour a pint o' lean and fall into my darkest dreams (darkest dreams) When will I awake? I hear my future callin' me (callin' me) I'm introspective, effervescent, rapid blessing Without a question, nigga I'm the answer (yeah) [Hook: Mackned] I can knock a bitch, but I can't knock habits Carats in my mouth, N-E-D I'm Roger Rabbit I can knock a bitch, I can, I can knock a bitch I can, I can knock a bitch, but I can't knock habits I can knock a bitch, but I can't knock habits Carats in my mouth, N-E-D I'm Roger Rabbit I can knock a bitch, I can, I can knock a bitch I can, I can knock a bitch, but I can't knock habits [Verse 2: Mackned] Okay, I can knock a bitch, but I can't knock habits Carats in my mouth, N-E-D you look fantastic Ya bitch fanatic, so she play with my elastic I'm so real that I like my girl plastic Live a life for God, but I'm cursed with black magic I'm my own God, like Jesus didn't happen Tell my niggas: "Find some lean", tell my bitch to find a trick Watch my niggas pull four, watch my hoe do the splits These niggas ain't capable Talk a big game, but ain't lacable My flow inflammable, my thoughts obtainable I don't want no partnership they dazzled by my art n' shit '93 baby feel alone on the sunken ship Knock the bum over with a funky kick Grew up with my niggas gettin' loaded off the cheapest fifth Now it's 64 trey and I can feel the mix When the full moon come, I can feel the switch [Hook: Mackned] I can knock a bitch, but I can't knock habits Carats in my mouth, N-E-D I'm Roger Rabbit I can knock a bitch, I can, I can knock a bitch I can, I can knock a bitch, but I can't knock habits I can knock a bitch, but I can't knock habits Carats in my mouth, N-E-D I'm Roger Rabbit I can knock a bitch, I can, I can knock a bitch I can, I can knock a bitch, but I can't knock habits [Verse 3: Nacho Picasso] Back 2006, on serious crack (crack) And escaped from Azkaban like Sirius Black (yeah) I channeled my inner god through serious sad (yeah) And I killed more pussy than curious cats (he-he-he-he) Vinn in this back, 3pm I'm still in the sack (ahh) It's bigger than rap, like bear claws I'm still in the trap Yeah Ya got my twisted like popsicles (word) AKs to ARs, Glocks ninas For all them hatin' ass niggas, I match penis (pff) How do they ever try to swear that I'm not genius I'm the king, but I prince not seen this Hand behind my back, make this shit seem seamless Know I never sleep, but they know I'm not dreamless (dreamless) Eye to these 'tinas, hello ladies, valvinas Put some niggas on your wall, this is not Sal's pizza (nah) Rio? Fuck Madea, strap a car bomb to your Kia, blast [Hook: Mackned] I can knock a bitch, but I can't knock habits Carats in my mouth, N-E-D I'm Roger Rabbit I can knock a bitch, I can, I can knock a bitch I can, I can knock a bitch, but I can't knock habits I can knock a bitch, but I can't knock habits Carats in my mouth, N-E-D I'm Roger Rabbit I can knock a bitch, I can, I can knock a bitch I can, I can knock a bitch, but I can't knock habits [Outro: Mackned and Sample 2] Spin the bottle when you're stressed and model Got a bitch from Toronto probably recitin' the moto, I'm off the shits Guess you could say I've always been I mean they say I'm the smartest man But truth is, I've often felt stupid Being unable to relate to one Well, anyone living that is The only person with which I felt any kinship, died 300 years before the birth of Christ