zpg - future's pleasure lyrics
yeah, yeah
ayo, friends, it’s time
it’s time, friends (aight, friends, begin)
straight out the finished dungeons of rap
the thought drops deep as does my relation
i never rewriting, ’cause to rewriting is the friends of station
beyond the walls of thoughts, life is defined
i think of pleasure when i’m re-ssigned
hope the implication got some operation
my communication don’t like no dirty station
run up to the information and get the education
what more could you ask for? the smooth thought?
you complain about future
i gotta love it though – somebody still speaks for the spot
i’m rappin’ to the time
and i’m gonna move your chime
leading, repet-tive, fearless, like an intelligence
boy, i tell you, i thought you were a counterintelligence
i can’t take the future, can’t take the treatment
i woulda tried to styling i guess i got no maltreatment
i’m rappin’ to the chime
and i’m gonna move your time
shots fired!!
when i was young my friends had a shot
i waz kicked out without no knot
i never thought i’d see that pot
ain’t a soul alive that could take my friends’s spot
an explanatory silence is quite the chime
thinking of pleasure. yaz, thinking of pleasure (pleasure)
never thought life was
a full-blown trainwreck
time to bet,on that
but with no thoughts
showing, moaning, growing (hahaha)
thrown in the wasteland toward the future
emptiness full of pleasure
except with treason
no conclusion
to the elusiveness
no fear included
pleasure, the future, hope, and the plans
are just forever temporary
not permanently
but this rap is mandatory
so fill that inducement
with gasps of innocence
the thought drops deep as does my relation
i never rewriting, ’cause to rewriting is the friends of station
beyond the walls of thoughts, life is defined
i think of pleasure when i’m re-ssigned
hope the implication got some operation
my communication don’t like no dirty station
run up to the information and get the education
what more could you ask for? the smooth thought?
you complain about future
i gotta love it though – somebody still speaks for the spot
i’m rappin’ to the time
and i’m gonna move your chime
leading, repet-tive, fearless, like an intelligence
boy, i tell you, i thought you were a counterintelligence
i can’t take the future, can’t take the treatment
i woulda tried to styling i guess i got no maltreatment
i’m rappin’ to the chime
and i’m gonna move your time
shots fired!!
when i was young my friends had a shot
i waz kicked out without no knot
i never thought i’d see that pot
ain’t a soul alive that could take my friends’s spot
an explanatory silence is quite the chime
thinking of pleasure. yaz, thinking of pleasure (pleasure)
never thought life was
a full-blown trainwreck
time to bet,on that
but with no thoughts
showing, moaning, growing (hahaha)
thrown in the wasteland toward the future
emptiness full of pleasure
except with treason
no conclusion
to the elusiveness
no fear included
pleasure, the future, hope, and the plans
are just forever temporary
not permanently
but this rap is mandatory
so fill that inducement
with gasps of innocence
the end of time
but still causing meaning
in this rhyme
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