The Future Lyrics - Horse Shoe Gang

Fake emcees bore me, it's cool cause unfortunately 

Your Georgie Porgie sorority has no authority 

This ain't writing, you ain't a killer 

So what you gon' do against some niggas who ain't fighting with you 

Here's a hint, 11 pop, medics, docs, heaven, god 

You know where I'm going with this 

You'll be fired from your job cause you rap niggas trynna have a knife fight 

Well I brought a firing squad 

My nigga Vishis told me spaz, my spit is sharp as bits of broken glass 

Pick the biggest chrome to split your dome in half 

My clique is so advanced, dope as Ethiopian opium giving dope to cats without sittin' on the ave 

Y'all fuckin talk tough, when y'all front and soft??? 

When y'all could be as big as Dolph Lundgren, Paul Bunyan 

Y'all running when that sawed-off dumping 

Like I told this blind broad sucking my dick, I'm the hardest thing you never saw coming 

It's all fun and games to me, fly 'til I die 

If my plane crash in the ocean, it's plain to see 

Shoe G.A.N.G. this psycho click invite your chick to give me suction lipo shit 

I'm so sick, psychosis, my only family is them hammers my nina is my psycho-sis 

Yeah I lay you niggas flat, my nine'll stretch ya 

My 9 keep bodies on him, that's why I call my 9 a stretcher 

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Fuck a freestyle I flow for cheddar 

Dudes that's locked up in the pen'll tell you why free and bars don't go together 

It's like I'm obese, I ain't fit to loose 

A big winner in my whip, look out the giant Victor Cruz 

I'm just a Glock tucker, spot tucker, pop suckers, drop fuckers 

You chop lumber, shot cover my gun will pop under top gun 

My Ray-Bans on, I need my eyes covered, I'm Scott Summers 

I wish a nigga would, that mean I'm hoping your album flop fucker 

COB nukka, hell of a rapid gunner wit rachets 

I split your melon in half with hatchet, now the fellas are halfwits 

I got an adamantium skeleton, I got several enhancements 

With 2 bad chicks, I get double the ass, like spellin' assassin 

Every man gon' hear me spittin' 

I make em lend me an ear, I'm the reason Van Gogh's ear is missin' 

I'm on the track with raps, Joe Jurevicius 

And my team of heat packers in a lambo filled with bitches 

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To say you want a feature is like tryna phone the reaper 

I start to blow on Keisha, then verbally paint a Mona Lisa 

Fucking the game, holding her making her moan and won't release her 

Watch haters like overseers, if I see ya it's over, see ya 

See ya, y'all can't see us, it's softer than ass and tits 

It's time to go, I help you leave us, make you part of my magic trick 

I'mma saw you in half and then, tell you sorry you had to split 

I'll get busy in your hood with my tools, auto-mechanic shit 

In my dickies in the hood wit my Shoes, I'm talking about my clique 

If we bust, it's your time piece bust, your cardiac's last tic-tic 

And Kenny's really good but my crew, against them you got no chance 

But I pull your brain out your skull take the matter in my own hands 

I'mma elevate your mind, let's see how high in the sky your brain go 

Once blat-blat, it takes 2 like the tango 

Who like to tango and get placed in the bag 

You ain't no threat, I'm anal sex, a pain in the ass 

While you're popping bottles with models, I'm Holocaustle and hostile 

Finna hot you with a hollow tip, see my apostles colossal 

Nigga, I demolish you pricks with a diabolical medley 

That will leave a mark like your biological dead beat 

When it's time to rock and roll, I remind you of Presley 

Cause I am robbing you niggas, then I Nirvana your headpiece 

I sayonara you, your arms are too short to try and box with Zeus 

I ain't right cause I am boxing you lefty's 

It's murder season, I'll leave any person bleeding 

I don't even need a third of a reason if he worse than heathens 

When I'm reaping my murder thesis, reverse is the birth of Jesus 

I'm swinging on Hercules, I'm beefing with any motherfucker breathing 

Yeah, I've been a dick like Arnold, y'all motherfuckers been a fraud 

It's like you traveled the world, nigga you been abroad 

Like Dennis Rod, rhyming like you hard 

You should change your name like snoop cause you lyin' like a dog 

You could describe me as Big L with a lit L 

You spit, you just another bitch to the prince like?????? 

Fucking dick heads, my niggas been in the trap 

Pushin' birds out of that window like???? 

How could you possibly stop me, I'm rocky, your not a G 

Mockery, modern days philosophies against Socrates 

Box with me, must be out of your vegetable 

Wanna be looked as a G, not even looked as a heterosexual 

Just picture Michael Myers with a sniper rifle 

Freddie Kruger with a Ruger,???????? intruder 

Not coming to accuse you, I show up, put your ho up 

Get your dough up, or shit getting tow up, nigga shot from the toe up 

When Vishis and the Horseshoe pop up at your home 

The techs we shoot will not pop on your phone 

You a snitch, I look at you and hear sirens 

But remind me of a detective cause you like dick and private