Ain't No Future In Yo' Frontin'

To the beat Ya'll

Ah yeah

(Ya don't stop)

Sound good to me

[ VERSE 1: MC Breed ]

This sound hard, somethin' funky people gon' dance to

Give the record a second and a chance to

Hittin' people like a scene of amazement

While they slippin' back, my feet is planted in the pavement

Crumble I can never do

So now I'm lookin' dead at you

What are you gonna do?

You listen to the knowledge of a scholar

You say "How Breed?" tell em how I holler

I'm the E Double, and I proclaim my name

Straight up good game, peeps all game

I'm like a rhino runnin' through the roughest pack

They figure I'm a trigga-happy *****, so they step back

Breed, the microphonist

Boot last the longest

The noose's the strongest

It ain't a game, that's plain to see

You listen to the sounds of Breed (and the DFC)

There ain't no future in your frontin'

[ VERSE 2: MC Breed ]

I never got caught with a kilo

And if you ever do, yo, it will never be with me, yo

Servin' in a Cherokee or maybe it's a GTO

Black-on-black Benzo, I get it at [Name]

Never have to worry bout my posse gettin' jumped

Cause if we ever do, yo TB, pop the trunk

Cause we don't go for playin', when I play go grab a ball

When I'm on the mic I ain't for playin', not at all

Cause I clock 10 g's a week boomin' at my peak

Always seek E sober, but I do get geeked

I can give you a job, a place to eat hearty

Meet your homeboy Marty at a b.o.b. party

Takin' over, barkin' like a dog named Rover (woof!)

I'm pickin' suckers like a four-leaf clover

They're bitin' lyrics on the mic, I diss these cobras

So now they're sayin', "Eric Breed is gettin' over"

There ain't no future in your frontin'

Ha-ha-ha

There ain't no future in your frontin'

[ VERSE 3: MC Breed ]

I'm the B, the r to the double e-d and

Down with my homie G-a-s and O.E. and

Suckers causin' static, cause they still be disagreein'

I don't give a - cause I'm from F-l-i-n-t'n

A city where pity runs low

If you ever shoot through my city, now you know

Cause we are strictly business and we also got our pride

And if you don't like it, I suggest you break wide

Suckers steady lookin' for the m-o-n-e-y and

Thinkin' that illegal is the best way, so they dyin'

I ain't got time to see a fiend fiend out

To give up all his money, and he givin' what he got

That's the way I am, MC Breed cannot be different

Never change my ways for the world or the government

If I was the president, then I would state facts

You leave it up to me, I paint the white house black

It ain't no future in your frontin'

There ain't no future in your frontin'

[ VERSE 4: MC Breed ]

Yeah, I got dollars in my pocket, not from rollin'

If I was a fiend, then my gold would be stolen

Put my name Breed on everything I own

And when I get my jeep I'm puttin' 'Breed' on the chrome

***ne it up good, kickin' through my neighborhood

Motorola phone, fat rims and a Kenwood

Quick to get around it, and then I'll have it drop

Simply cause I'm ridin' people think I'm sellin' rocks

But ain't no future in your frontin'

Yo Flash man, drop that, man

Won't you drop that

(Keep on)

(To the beat ch'all)

[ VERSE 5: MC Breed ]

Cruel to the rules of the world

Live my life raw, cause I never liked the law

Wear top tens, on my ass use jeans

Sellin' big 8ths and tit-for-tat to the fiends

Clock much dollars, but I never break a sweat

Time to move out, my posse sayin' (bet)

You got my back, and I got yours

What time is it? Hm, Tear down the doors

Man

There ain't no future in your frontin'

Never was, cuz

There ain't no future in your frontin'

Hey man, let's start this party up, right?

(Beat y'all)

(Keep on)