10,000 Cadillacs - What The Future Brings lyrics

What the future brings I'm waiting in the wings I sing of kings and queens But they don't mean as much as the streets do You know what I mean? Step up step up and speak your mind I got my Caddy crown cause I'm down For mine now it's 1999 so you know we gotta party Raise your forty if you're naughty If you feel me join my army Gotta bomb 'em with this track It's trauma that we pack Mad drama Cadillacs got that karma coming back So avenge the souls cause it's revenge that we hold in the highest regard We praise the gods of old so let go of my style You stole three cards and you fold Motherf**er don't you know Cadillacs broke the mold Hands up it's a hold up you never should of showed up Cadillacs plot and rock the block Until it blows up back to the top drop Game plan can't you tell we're gettin' tired of the same old thing Man check it out we're coming up for a take down And ol boy is 'bout to buckle under breakdown Stand up if you're down take a look to the future This generation gap can't be sewn with a suture So step off the toes of those that you stand on Looks like you're fallin' off without a damn thing to land on History repeats itself society defeats itself And egos won't allow us to learn from our conceited self esteem Is what it is that we gotta take back if they hit ya And they hurt ya hit back make an impact We're rollin' with the punches and we're takin' our swings And we're waitin' in the wings for what the future brings I'm waiting in the wings I sing of kings and queens But they don't mean as much as the streets do You know what I mean? Bring that funkcore once more dunk and score A deuce how loose is your interpretation of a truce No pause for the catch up cause the rhythm never lets up Searchin' for the truth yeah the youth have got their heads up Eyes wide minds open taken down the narrow like Beretta You betta keep your eyes on the sparrow Return of the dragon heir to the throne And with the microphone we're gonna reunite the home Team is the key contradictory to belief Believe that team equals victory Now lock it in the pocket and let the rhythm roll Hit play on the machine and let the home team flow Cause we're jumpin' out the box Got 'em fat and for the k** waitin' in the cut Just to kick 'em in the grill