Letter To The Future Lyrics - Singles - Heavy D

People, the world today is in a very difficult situation 

And we all know it 

Because we're the ones who created it 

What's wrong with our future? 

What's wrong with our future? 

What's wrong with our future? 

What's wrong with our future? 

Bust this how long will this last? 

A friend to the end, a memory in the past 

You think you're big, 'cause you walk with a shotgun 

I got new for you, your days are numbered, son 

Why don't you get yourself a job? 

When your kid grows up, do you want him to rob? 

Look at your mother, teardrops 

She just received a phone call from the cops 

Your son will do life, 'cause he wigged a man's wife 

Shot her with a gun and stabbed her with a knife 

Or take a look at your mother's heart torn 

She just received a phone call from the morgue 

Your son is dead from three shots to the head 

The killer left a note and this is what the note said 

Never be bigger than you are 

Never try to pose like you're a superstar 

Next time you rob somebody, and you give him the death wish 

When you pull the trigger, nigga, don't miss 

Is this how you wanna be 

Dead on the street or locked in a penetentiary? 

It's cool to be free 

And it's alright for you to be you and for me to be me 

Look at you, 15 years old 

Coolin' on the corner with a can of Old Gold 

Whatever happened to school? 

Yeah, sure you go to school, but you go to be cool 

To sport sneakers that you took from somebody 

To talk about the kid that you bucked at some party 

Life is a gamble, and you're losin' 

Before it's too late, brother, you better start choosin' 

Left from right, right from wrong 

Or you'll be singin that old blues song 

Yo, you gotta buck 'em, or else you're soft 

Some I knew thought the same, now they're way up north 

You ain't soft, 'cause you didn't buck a shot 

Put the pistol down, throw up your hands, see what ya got 

Old Johnny Walker from around the block 

Was livin' rather large 'till he got knocked 

He had 'Livin' Large' on his Jeep plates 

'Livin' Large' on his real estate 

He even bought a diamond 'Livin' Large" name plate 

He used to look at cops and smile in their face 

Drive a BMW and pump the bass 

One day, he made a move for a friend 

The friend, the voice said, "Yo, I need ten", Johnny said, "When?" 

Later on that day, Johnny went to play the game he normally plays 

To do a favour for a chum 

You see, a friend is a friend, but then, some are none 

'Cause when he got to the spot they were supposed to meet 

All he found was a police infested street 

I guess havin' a friend is rough 

'Cause now Johnny's up north, doin push ups, gettin' buffed 

You see this chain, I've got? I've got it, honestly 

You see the clothes, I wear? I've got it, honestly 

You see the Jeep I drive? I've got it, honestly 

I work hard, it ain't easy being me 

Never had an excuse for life 

Just did what I did, now what I do, I do it right 

Jumbo, Jumbo they cry on the block 

50, 50, lay low, here comes the cops 

Man, your lifestyle is petro 

On your knees again, because Jumbo said so 

Free Mandela you cried 

But you still sell dope to brothers and sisters outside 

Martin Luther King had a dream 

That's exactly what turned his dream into a nightmare 

Malcolm X said, "By any means necessary" 

He didn't mean just for you, brother, he meant for everybody 

Maybe if we were still slaves, we'll be closer; however 

Pickin' cotton was bad, but we picked it together 

I pray for you, and you pray for me 

Sincerely yours, the overweight lover, Heavy D