Irie

Not a king, or superheroes. Needs the world. needs the people. . Just a chance to dreaming on. . Every wound. Every pain. Every shadow. You spread. . Are the same lethal weapons.

Hoka Hey

Colours on my face. mirror of what's inside. the white man comes with guns. and I won't sleep tonight. . They wanna steal my air. they wanna steal my air my ground my world.

Cannibal Boomerang

Hay! Hay!. . Violence invasion. I don't wanna hear. Misery, frustration. This is the time of fear. . Now I have a little present for you. There will be a change.

Beyond

The world is so big. And I don't wanna know it. Just through my TELEVISION. . Prejudices kill. What really has a meaning. . I'm ready to feel the pain.

B.y.g. (be Your Grandpa)

Sunday. I woke up wrapped in gray. there was something wrong. something broken. again into me. it's nothin' new. so many times. I've fought in the flood.

A Trip In Your Ego

You may think I'm an ignorant. hey man, you're not so brilliant. nobody can tell me. what I've to do, what I've to say, what I've to wear. . Wonderful preacher.

Last Call

[Intro: Classick MC]. . [Verse 1: Classick MC (Future Freshman)]. Sun rises through an open champagne glass. Filled too the brim, watched that ass drop.

Street Life

Intro (when song starts). Make you feel good don't it, make you wanna dance! Ha Lets go. Future, Wick-it. The grind don't slow, nu uh, said the grind don't slow naw. Uh uh the grind don't slow. Street life baby.

Rainin' Money

Intro. Future. Beats by the FANS. It's alotta gold and pink bottles being popped right now. Lazenby you called this one, another get money anthem. . Chorus.

In The Morning

Verse 1. Last night I dont know what I did. Cuz I blacked out at 4 AM. Too many shots of that goose and Hen. I dnt know how I got to my crib. I just know I lived it up.

Catch Me Cruisin'

Chorus. Catch me cruisin' thru my city, tank on full got 4 girls with me. Catch me cruisin 4 wheelin, high on life cuz I'm making a killin. Catch Me cruisin straight chillin, pockets on swole look at how I'm livin.

Ballin'

Verse 1. I'm currently on an elevator headed to the moon. While I'm steadily counting paper so my thumbs about to bruise. I guess my hustler spirit is what keeps me on the move.

All About The Money

In the morning when I wake up, aint nothing on my mind but a pay cut. Life long hunt for the paper. Then I put in work just to get some. When you see the high top like eraser, its Future, spit like a laser.

Mrs. Prout

Wait for the sun to rise Mrs. Prout. Open your eyes and take a lookout. Streets full of people gathering round. Look Mrs. Prout and see what they found.

Afternoon Out

INTRO. Dream - spiralling up from the ground.. Fog - covering all your surround.. Squirrel grey is the colour of you,. But inside green and ebony hue..

Fuzzy Feelin'

This ain't a rhythm to make you sleep. This is an order to move your feet. A bolt of lightning like the shock of day. Well, everybody knows that's okay.

Like I Never Left Pt. 3

White Privilege Blues

white privilege blues. my kingdom for a heartache. if summer is a test. then lets be consistent. white privilege keyrings. sold factotum. whatever that means.

The Limits Of Battleships

have you ever been part of. a criminal conspiracy?. it really is incredible fun. once the boring paper work is done. a man could get used to it. have you ever had posters.

Running All Over The Wicket

if twenty therapists want to tempt me with their tit-rings. they should know that i own a werewolf and the sense to use it. a dead body in the boot of a nova is the least of my problems.