KazeLoon - NO FUTURE lyrics

NO FUTURE BY KAMIKAZE LOON Verse1. 100 is how these hoes want it I do me I don't need nobody to ruin me I do me I ride with my God Third Eye & the family try to be scamming me you failed obviously you still nobody in these streets trust me I know ran a G-Check on ya long time ago it came back no good you claim that you hood but the word came back no good I'm just being honest ya flopping with a girl like corny a** Ciara it's expected the Princess been rejected from The A to L.A you never seen on the streets that's why you ain't excepted. How you gonna say your name Future you ain't got one your career been over you keep flopping n***a you need to go find Jehovah you just like Lil Hova a Ho bra nobody likes ya on the streets can't you tell by your first C.D? Freeloading off other artists spotlight and fame don't make you a star it make you a wanna be buster that ain't respected by The Bad Parts your fan base is hoes little bubble gum soft poodle puppies with all them Industry Hype Men b**h you still ain't sold nothing I gives a fucc about your Freebandz they gotta be free man cause ain't nobody want to buy them you's a trifling broke joke your baby mamas done said so they pimping you like a ho you ain't got no respect wherever you go that's why you got smashed on in the club you got moved on like a punk reports say for trying to burn one of us Angelino's b**h please you Santa's three hoes Verse2. From The A to L.A your street cred been lame you and Ciara make a good couple both be flopping with all that Major Record Deal exposure you famous lames to say it Kosher 2Pac & Biggie sold more then you with one album in your whole career you fake like your fan base fake peers that don't even feel you after a couple of rounds of beers they got ya traveling like some hoes Barnum & Bailey is your Record Label Epic means outstanding but how you Epic when ya'll flip flop flounding you a disgrace to the music game ya'll like your Twitter Followers hella fake and bought online from Twitter Promo Companies who help overrate artists in the Music Industry to make them look more cooler because they lame Future your album Pluto lives up to the name ironic it tanked like a drop dead flop a sour lemon for a s**er bu*t punk no pun your album Pluto came up missing on the map like the forgotten Ninth Planet them Goodies is truly Booty Boo Boo Badookie Rudy Poohey's hiding in The Town don't make you from L.A come outside and play stop being P.Ced up in the Hills of Beverly you been cowards your whole life that's why you get punked when you go outside what L.A Town Life? Verse3. To be Honest it's ironic you be lying in your rhymes you a studio prankstah that never pushed no solid line that's clear as sight ya look like a FunBoy because Ciara looks like a man Hermaphrodite is you her man? Or is the he she looking thing your man that b**h look like she giving you the pipe. You be bouncing on n***as Po Go's every where you go ho kissing peoples a**es but you still ain't liked by the ma**es a gang of muthafuccas already put you on blast tricks you say you Epic but what happened to your last hit? You Mickey Mouse's dog a yellow belly cartoon married to a walking corndog with extra musturd you's a extra buster with no cluster Fluture you a sick dog with Parvo Futurd you's a skid mark loc n***as in The Industry wipe there a** with you wherever you go especially in the studio why you talk like you been s**ing pole yo whole life spit that semen lugie out already and quit s**ing all them big black mandingo microphone mics save some for the rest of the up and coming R&B hoes you still on planet pluto froze with your mark a** corny ho I wouldn't fucc with her if I was Uncle Luke and the 2 Live Crew and if she was every Me So Horny ho