Текст песни MC Breed and DFC - Ain`t No Future In Yo` Frontin`
MC Breed and DFC - Ain`t No Future In Yo` Frontin` слова песни
(To the beat ch`all) --> Flavor FlavAh yeah(Ya don`t stop) --> Flavor FlanSound good to me[ VERSE 1: MC Breed ]This sound hard, somethin funky people gon` dance toGive the record a second and a chance toHittin people like a scene of amazementWhile they slippin back my feet is planted in the pavementCrumble I can never doSo now I`m lookin dead at youWhat are you gonna do?You listen to the knowledge of a scholarYou say `Hi Breed,` tell em how I hollerI`m the E Double, and I proclaim my nameStraight up good game, peeps all gameI`m like a rhino runnin through the roughest packThey figure I`m a trigga-happy nigga, so they step backBreed, the microphonistBoot last the longestThe noose`s the strongestIt ain`t a game, that`s plain to seeYou listen to the sounds of Breed (and the DFC)There ain`t no future in your frontin[ VERSE 2: MC Breed ]I never got caught with a kiloAnd if you ever do, yo, it will never be with me, yoServin in a Cherokee or maybe it`s a GTOBlack-on-black Benzo, I get it at [Name]Never have to worry bout my posse gettin jumpedCause if we ever do, yo TB, pop the trunkCause we don`t go for playin, when I play go grab a ballWhen I`m on the mic I ain`t for playin, not at allCause I clock 10 g`s a week boomin at my peakAlways seek E sober, but I do get geekedI can give you a job, a place to eat heartyMeet your homeboy Marty at a b.o.b. partyTakin over, barkin like a dog named Rover (woof!)I`m pickin suckers like a four-leaf cloverThey`re bitin lyrics on the mic, I diss these cobrasSo now they`re sayin, "Eric Breed is gettin over"There ain`t no future in your frontinHa-ha-haThere ain`t no future in your frontin[ VERSE 3: MC Breed ]I`m the B, the r to the double e-d andDown with my homie G-a-s and O.E. andSuckers causin static, cause they still be disagreeinI don`t give a - cause I`m from F-l-i-n-t`nA city where pity runs lowIf you ever shoot through my city, now you knowCause we are strictly business and we also got our prideAnd if you don`t like it, I suggest you break wideSuckers steady lookin for the m-o-n-e-y andThinkin that illegal is the best way, so they dyinI ain`t got time to see a fiend fiend outTo give up all his money, and he givin what he gotThat`s the way I am, MC Breed cannot be differentNever change my ways for the world or the governmentIf I was the president, then I would state factsYou leave it up to me, I paint the white house blackIt ain`t no future in your frontinThere ain`t no future in your frontin[ VERSE 4: MC Breed ]Yeah, I got dollars in my pocket, not from rollinIf I was a fiend, then my gold would be stolenPut my name Breed on everything I ownAnd when I get my jeep I`m puttin `Breed` on the chromeShine it up good, kickin through my neighborhoodMotorola phone, fat rims and a KenwoodQuick to get around it, and then i`ll have it dropSimply cause I`m ridin people think I`m sellin rocksBut ain`t no future in your frontinYo Flash man, drop that, manWon`t you drop that(Keep on)(To the beat ch`all)[ VERSE 5: MC Breed ]Cruel to the rules of the worldLive my life raw, cause I never liked the lawWear top tens, on my ass use jeansSellin big 8ths and tit-for-tat to the fiendsClock much dollars, but I never break a sweatTime to move out, my posse sayin (bet)You got my back, and I got yoursWhat time is it? Hm, Tear down the doorsManThere ain`t no future in your frontinNever was, cuz There ain`t no future in your frontinHey man, let`s start this party up, right?(Beat y`all)(Keep on)