[Diddy:] I can't hear you! I like it when you say my name Diddy ("The Fu-The Fu-The-Future-ture-ture-ture-ture...") The Y'all gon' love me Feelin it's about to get ugly Future Inject this dose of the future Tap them veins, grab hold, let me shoot ya Songtexte Mainline this new Diddy heroin The Afro-American dream is too evident Songtext The potential to be the first black President iTunes, download me in every resident Lyrics Early, I skip break-fast Nigga be on his grind like he need new brake pads Lyric We in the hood like black soap and dollar vans My CD's in 3-D, holograms Liedertexte The future, y'all need to holla man The live show's a hard act to follow man Liedertext Bronze my likeness, y'all need to follow him From now to 3000, I'll be a problem man Alle The future Always before you ("The Fu-The Fu-The-Future-ture-ture-ture-ture...") Diddy Always ill With my demeanor, flip, assemble my own team to The Say fuck FEMA in case there's another Katrina And you, laughed at the past, said I was a dreamer Future But it's, back to the future, sold out arenas We, take 'em to the cleaners, calm ya nerves Songtexte This is the man who provided more jobs for blacks than armed services Songtext (Let's go) Cut them corners, stay ahead of them sharp curvages Lyrics Yeah, ya heard of us, hits stay superflous Man, I extend credit to a vagabond Lyric Run yo' city, and we not talkin marathons Bang like chitty chitty here to disturb you Liedertexte New CD, watch it spread like bird flu America, fall back, you can't stop me Liedertext Got a thing for pigeon-toed chicks who walk knock-kneed Alle Skin-tight jeans we call that botoxied I'm desensitized baby, you can't shock me Diddy I'm the future Always before you ("The Fu-The Fu-The-Future-ture-ture-ture-ture...") The Always ill I went from, blocks to greater to fortunes rock related Future Now my entire crib is voice activated Television on, Mr. Combs is home Songtexte Solar panel rooftop my, kitchen is chrome Dim the lights to a purple haze then answer the phone Songtext (Hello?) Peep the moon through my retractable dome What they thought they assassinated was only a clone Lyrics We about to venture off into the unknown (let's go) Lyric Where sunrays hook off layers of ozone Chips inserted in the brain, the new cell phone Liedertexte The future, fuck with me now I'm Grammy certified the committee can pick me now Liedertext And they all green with envy like Bill Bixby Bow down, kiss the tip of my cane, I paid sixty thou' Alle You know the suit stay crispy now Hands to the sky and get ready if you wit me now Diddy The future Never seen before, never will Always before you, always ill The I AM!!!
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