Future
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Future
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Don't call me king
I'm not your robot
Did this trip immensely in time
I stopped was the past guy
To get what was mine
Now I'm stuck in now
Waiting for the letter from doctor emmett brown
To be able to travel on a future found
The whole world will remember this song
Even in an infinite space
And never lose the bond
Do not connect to my phone
I lost all the contacts of false friends
And give applause to myself to have come to an end
I'm still sitting waiting for the telegram
The computer is detecting a movement
And the green light to uncle sam
Any fire that is lit in my head
Now this deleted because I feel dead
Thought that's leading to a hill
Wake up and get away from that thinking this is not real
Hurry up
The train this time leaving
Hurry up
All times will be eliminated
Hurry up
All your memories will come back to you
I'm finally on the trip with you
Waiting three days sitting and dreaming
Why didn't you go swimming?
Was still, just moving the eyes
A death entered the brain and started to cry
Just look to be a child
But squeeze my toes and put you on a trail
The route is long?
How much time they take to get to the future
And cut out my tongue
I want to sing as fast as eminem
We will leave it to the next level
I super tired this time travel
Can we stop, the next step is lethal
So all I will consider an immortal man
I look at her and it seems to me to see the batman
I'm going to close my eyes, concentrate and pray
So in the end meet me away
We are now going to the next level
Are you ready?
So let's start
And arrive finally the world expected
I think I ran a lot
And now begins the text run
Will begin a huge fun
Divide into parts that street
To be able to skip my rhymes
I find myself so so split
Finally I have the dream that both dreamed of
Wake up in the morning, stretch
Take the pen and sit in my spot
Write my rhymes
And attacking the world of my discontent
And there you see the machine doing conect
The car is going fast
And it's getting very hot
My mission has come to an end
Don't think I'm going to fall in this plot again
I liked this trip to the future on this ship
And finally the mission accomplished
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