Artist: Tha Beggas
Album:  n/a
Song:   Near Future
Typed by: Tha Masta

[Intro: Long Axe]
(God didn't make it like that
Beyond confusion, it's like money and death) Yo
(Is all we understand) To all the Gods and the Earths
Beggas, all those who passed on
Seeing is born, let me teach you... hahaha
(This shit ain't right, know I'm saying?)

[Long Axe]
To expell my frustration, go to war with elements
Periodic like the charts or divorce settlements
Eager for this procedure, got vigor, and changed my nigga
From a boomed swine worked to a Cristal swigger
Know it's the cancer getting bigger, taking pieces of my liver
Here to shut off my back and you expected me to shiver?
Two steps from catching shorty, feller at the teller
Widthdrawl, I'm taking wines from the barrell in the cellar
Hunan Wonderland got you trapped like Alice
In this palace we was taught to never waste our talents
We stylish with the zeal, trendsetting like the Sun
Legendary bloodlines grafted into wicked ones
Families separating like the East and the West
While the babies in the middle catching all of the stress
My peoples, see the sequels in time is on my mind
Why are people putting evils and crime to sell a rhyme?
Has no fear...

[Jim Kelly]
Inhale, exhale, see if you could breathe
This pressurized choke had you fight to be relieved
What's wrote was believed to be tried, who lied?
Welcomed the ass whooping, your at my door, come inside
And no more will survive, first get the back bent
The hand to the ear went in this house entrapment
The rap went imaginable, heads are baggable
I reach from empty pockets, the jeans bulge with collateral
Grab valuables, trouble is the actual
Fact, covered in black as a thieve in his natural
I weave through life avoiding what's annoying
Building for the white, and what's wrong I'm destroying

[Chorus 2X: Long Axe]
In the near future, we see life and death
We got the ground shaking, better watch your step

[Majik Sword]
I'm like liquid nitrogen with the might in all the cyphers
And men (Wu troup is at it again)
Yo, with the deadly vagabond styles, snap necks and morales
Fuck the golden, it's the emerald child
On the scene, stone and glass is my cuisine
I shit metal and drink fire from the stream
Of the undilluted, my thoughts are pure, never computed
Oh yes, show and prove when disputed
On subjects, my mind get erect as a jet
It's full throttle when the gauge connects
With the device that lets the fuel flow in the engine
Turns nice, it's like Orient over rice
And cheese with mice, and devils with lice
And niggaz with dice, and Gods with life
The Majik Sword with a knife, when I'm at peace with anger
Yo, I rearrange ya...

[Chorus 2X]

[Outro: Long Axe]
The Begging Immortals, give in your jewelry like gents
Know I'm saying? It's coming... it's here...
Come to the near future and stand full in the square
True and living God, just one to blast ya
Universe, yea, yea, living with this life
Understanding, seeing, Begga Clan rock the world forever
Peace world, peace, peace... The square, the square, the square...