Beanie Sigel - Future Of Tha Roc Lyrics
(Young Chris)Young, GunzChris and NeefThe home of PhillyTough love, first time aroundWe got now we don't care who got next(Verse One)(Young Neef)Check we the futureWe got like a dime leftTo make sure our niggaz cool and our moms setIt ain't safe every day is a bomb threatGame watered down you work harder or less(Young Chris)Just give it all to my daughter wit deathUntil then love meCee and Neef baby give us a secondStand tall when they give us the pressureCause if we ***** up our first chanceFans won't give us a second, check(Young Neef)Listen and learn you missin the messageThey will drop you and won't be missin your presenceI'm the curseYoung Cee he the presentIt don't work nigga give us the weaponsWhen you murk from the Hearst leave you in the desert(Young Chris)Breeze through in a 745 45's need two in possessionGot the Mack 11 two intertechersSo ain't no tellin what I do to them vests'sWe ain't just shootin out reckless, nigga(Chorus)"Young . . Young, Young Gunners""Chris and Neef", "We the future""We the future"(Verse Two)(Young Chris)We pull up in them big boy trucksBig boy dropsWe be the only young boys that the big boys watchNeef and C official like a ref wit a whistleProtect shit a nickelIts death on a whistleLose breath when I hit youYour best bet is to get through***** outta the lane I'm much outta my painThe stronger the game is quickerLive by the code foolDinner time cold food, aim is sickerMuch faster, blast yaTearin ya niggazWe don't discriminateHoes get the same as niggazComin straight out the North Of DeathWe give a ***** about a level we extort the bestWho's the boss nigga(Young Neef)Kill em slow give a ***** who he knowOur only purpose is that money and blowain't scared to put a tag on his toeThe pressures on so they lettin us gobefore our time and you already know, yo(Chorus)(Verse Three)(Young Neef)Just when they thought it was overThe young'n soldier got focus,and notice negotiations about my closures butWont lose my composureBuck a shot and be overJust like that, just give up rapGives a ***** about the *****esGot to change our only livinGet my niggaz in positionFrom the block into the kitchenIts my decision if I do it or notBut who gon' come back to that slow ass blockYeah duckin them cops extendin them shots and meltin them glocksYeah this might not be my permanent spotBut what ever happens it happensI see you mother*****ers on topIt be the real ones that blockThat's why I listen and watch(Young Chris)You gots to listen more than you talkso keep your mouth shutIt ain't about rattin then you walkThey say the bad come along wit the goodSo keep your awardsJust make sure the cash come on home wit the hood(Chorus: repeat 2x)"Young . . Young, Young Gunners""Chris and Neef", "We the future""We the future"
