Hit 'em with the rhythm of the future Hit 'em with the rhythm of the future Hit 'em with the rhythm of the future In the future, it's gonna be a rhythm
not the same way that I love my niggaroes 'Cause I love it when they say something fly The ill caps make me laugh till I cry Some fries and some freaks
the Woo to the place where they will do the underwater Boogie and not get wet I just heard it's gonna be one of those funky things We're the freaks that we freakin
want to, I love you (I want you) Holla holla holla, if you want to, I love you (I want you) Dirty told me to rock the spot Freak the beats 'cuz the
thirty, six two Me bust for you that's like a cat vs a pitbull Gun, know clip full, keep hunger And plan for the future, 'cuz you figure You gon' be
old, we seem to take a toll Tryin' to take it back, take a sip all go And try a couple things we never did before Maybe you could be a freak for me
a blizzard, Gate Keep freak the reason For the break, I been around as long as the Rza The ripper, graveyards known for plenty more Rugged raw, puttin' hardcore kick on double doors Your future
is you bout that freak girl (I ain't really tripping) Alright well if it's on it's on I need to know is you bout that freak girl (boy I'm not really
re the sons and daughters of today. We're the failures America has born and raised. We got nothing to do but spread the hate And the future is ours to
use to try and wait For the magic word It's a new generation It's an infatuation It's a beautiful body Both erotic and deadly It's the fear of the future
Get A Mansion A jacuzzi A theater to watch my movies A couple whips and lots of fancy things The Kids they call the Goonies Ah! see the future the crystal
sick of excuses That dull confusion baby, finally through away All that time pushin' hard on me Freak society, my destiny Sweet Lord, set us all free Only one future
out of the oxygen tent You asked for the latest party With your silicone hump and your ten inch stump Dressed like a priest you was, Tod Browning's freak
Freak out in a moonage daydream, oh yeah Keep your electric eye on me, babe Put your ray gun to my head Press your space face close to mine, love Freak
're preaching old ideas that when worlds collide you are lost in the Great Divide now and homeless in the street make you feel the freak and your future
debutante the jet is freaking, the guest list is peakin' we jet to Ibiza , the people are shrieking the world kids are cravin? a ravin' invasion I come from the future
frost bit I'm looking at my chain might make you nauseous I'm in a party crum crumaya dunka Let me stand behind you and look at your future Mami you
I thought you was the one hon' yeah when I met you at the freak nit Whoever thought you'd be the type to creep and keep secrets My friends said don't