Futuristic or Die
Futuristic, or share a needle with Magic Johnson
Futuristic, or go swimming with the damn piranhas
Got beef and you'll get ate, like this is Benihana
Try to hide it, I will find it, murk you like bin Laden
Yeah, I got it, fuck all of these other rappers
Watch me turn a emcee into a cadaver
I'm flyer than Aladdin, already fucked Jasmine
She got my name tatted, nigga, you could have it
Music blasting, bump this, or suck a dick
Mr. I Had To Do It, or go jump off a cliff
Cause I'm the shit, no flushing, disgusting
Punchlines hit you in your stomach, like crunches
It's me, or let it burn, like Usher
Bust in her mouth, like a Gusher, hush up
Shut the fuck up, I'm sick, I need Theraflu
It's Future in this bitch, or skydive with no parachute
I'm doing what I'm doing, these motherfuckers is hating
I got deals that's on the table, they straight, but a nigga waiting
I tell them, give me your black card, or slit your fucking neck
You coming at me reckless and it's straight disrespect
It's Futuristic, or die, It's Futuristic, or die
It's Futuristic, or die, It's Futuristic, or die
So, get the fuck up out my ear with all that lame shit, nigga
Cause I don't give a damn who you came with, nigga
It's Futuristic, or die, It's Futuristic, or die
It's Futuristic, or die, It's Futuristic, or die
So quit acting like you something
When I can tell that you ain't nothing
Futuristic, or go swimming with the damn piranhas
Got beef and you'll get ate, like this is Benihana
Try to hide it, I will find it, murk you like bin Laden
Yeah, I got it, fuck all of these other rappers
Watch me turn a emcee into a cadaver
I'm flyer than Aladdin, already fucked Jasmine
She got my name tatted, nigga, you could have it
Music blasting, bump this, or suck a dick
Mr. I Had To Do It, or go jump off a cliff
Cause I'm the shit, no flushing, disgusting
Punchlines hit you in your stomach, like crunches
It's me, or let it burn, like Usher
Bust in her mouth, like a Gusher, hush up
Shut the fuck up, I'm sick, I need Theraflu
It's Future in this bitch, or skydive with no parachute
I'm doing what I'm doing, these motherfuckers is hating
I got deals that's on the table, they straight, but a nigga waiting
I tell them, give me your black card, or slit your fucking neck
You coming at me reckless and it's straight disrespect
It's Futuristic, or die, It's Futuristic, or die
It's Futuristic, or die, It's Futuristic, or die
So, get the fuck up out my ear with all that lame shit, nigga
Cause I don't give a damn who you came with, nigga
It's Futuristic, or die, It's Futuristic, or die
It's Futuristic, or die, It's Futuristic, or die
So quit acting like you something
When I can tell that you ain't nothing
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Writer(s): Zachary Beck, Matthew Hammerton
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