Lirik Lagu Letter To The Future - Heavy D. And The Boyz
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Intro (spoken):
PeopleThe world today is in a very difficult situationAnd we all know itBecause we're the ones who created it.
Chorus:
What's wrong with our future? (4x)
Verse One:
Bust this
How long will this last?A friend to the end a memory in the pastYou think you're big cause you walk with a shotgunI got new for you your days are numbered sonWhy don't you get yourself a job?When your kid grows up, do you want him to rob?Look at your mother, teardropsShe just received a phone-call from the cops"Your son will do life, 'cause he wigged a man's wifeShot her with a gun and stabbed her with a knife.", orTake a look at your mother's heart tornShe 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 superstarNext 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 beDead on the street or locked in a penetentiary?It's cool to be freeAnd it's alright for you to be you and for me to be meLook at you, 15 years oldCoolin on the corner with a can of Old GoldWhatever happened to school?Yeah, sure you go to school, but you go to be coolTo sport sneakers that you took from somebodyTo talk about the kid that you bucked at some partyLife is a gamble, and you're losinBefore it's too late, brother, you better start choosinLeft from right, right from wrongOr 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 NorthYou ain't soft, cause you didn't buck a shotPut the pistol down, throw up your hands, see what ya got
PeopleThe world today is in a very difficult situationAnd we all know itBecause we're the ones who created it.
Chorus:
What's wrong with our future? (4x)
Verse One:
Bust this
How long will this last?A friend to the end a memory in the pastYou think you're big cause you walk with a shotgunI got new for you your days are numbered sonWhy don't you get yourself a job?When your kid grows up, do you want him to rob?Look at your mother, teardropsShe just received a phone-call from the cops"Your son will do life, 'cause he wigged a man's wifeShot her with a gun and stabbed her with a knife.", orTake a look at your mother's heart tornShe 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 superstarNext 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 beDead on the street or locked in a penetentiary?It's cool to be freeAnd it's alright for you to be you and for me to be meLook at you, 15 years oldCoolin on the corner with a can of Old GoldWhatever happened to school?Yeah, sure you go to school, but you go to be coolTo sport sneakers that you took from somebodyTo talk about the kid that you bucked at some partyLife is a gamble, and you're losinBefore it's too late, brother, you better start choosinLeft from right, right from wrongOr 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 NorthYou ain't soft, cause you didn't buck a shotPut the pistol down, throw up your hands, see what ya got
