Futuristic

[fox69]

"Coco (Parody)"
(feat. Jakob Owens)

"Coco (Parody)"
(feat. Jakob Owens)



[Intro:]
Clean up an aisle three, I repeat, clean up an aisle three
This nigga done came in here and ate all the mothrfucking cocoa puffs in this bitch, oh God

[Hook - Futuristic:]
I'm in love with the cocoa
I'm in love with the cocoa
I got it for the low, low
I'm in love with the cocoa

I'm in love with the cocoa
I'm in love with the cocoa
Oh my God, this beat is so slow
I'm in love with the cocoa

[Verse 1 - Futuristic:]
I'm in love with the cocoa
Butter, ashy elbows is a no, no
Chocolate chips up in my dodo
Brownie bites up in my fro, yo
Imported from Tokyo, Cocoa Puffs in like every single photo
Got it for the low, low, I would take candy from a hobo
Chocolate syrup really got a nigga moving slow mo
Hop out the four door, with some pro hoes
Looking cuter that a snow globe, got a pack of Rolo's
I cop so much cocoa, when I carry it inside a [?] I look like quasimodo
Like Ice-T, I'm in love with the Coco (that's a white bitch)
She throw it at me just like Tony Romo
What that nigga say? Pause, no homo, I'm not gay
I got choclate milk up in my solo

[Pre-Hook - Futuristic:]
Chocolate syrup, I got chocolate syrup
Chocolate syrup, I got chocolate syrup
Whip it, whip it fast, nigga
Touch my Cocoa Puffs and I'm a beat your ass, nigga

[Hook - Futuristic]

[Verse 2 - Jakob Owens:]
I be rapping on my tippy toes
Choclate milk to dip my Oreo's
And I could've shot the video
Then I heard the song and said it was too shitty though
Cocoa powder mixed with protein powder
Hit the gym, for like, thirty hours
My bath is made of chocolate
I got Yoo-Hoo running out my faucet
I keep that stash up in my closet
All these M&M's keep falling out my pockets
All my raps about chocolate, they going stupid hard
What that mean, every line is a candy bar

[Pre-Hook - Jakob Owens:]
Chocolate syrup, I got chocolate syrup
Chocolate syrup, I got chocolate syrup
Whip it, whip it fast, cracker
Touch my Cocoa Puffs, I'm a beat your ass, cracker

 

[fox69]

"Damn"

"Damn"


[Intro:]
They ask me if I'm balling, balling, balling, balling, balling
I just tell them nah
They ask me if I'm balling, balling, balling, balling, balling
I just tell them...

[Verse 1:]
Yo, don't it feel good to be balling
Everybody want to be a cheerleader
When I'm rapping, I be snapping, you can't snap you got no fingers
I'm the shit, let it linger, ew, that's a stinker
Stay up out my lane, I'm on that one way path, I ain't got blinkers
Girls is winkers, hey baby, I bet I could make you feel fabulous
She kicked it with the squad
We took some pics and now she's tagging us
Liking all of my statuses, saying that she's the baddest chick
I only see her in the night, I guess she's on her Gladys shit
Baddest whips, no not really, I don't even have a car
But call me Travis Pastrana
Cause I can ride my bike with no handle bars
I am a star, no not yet, but yes I'm getting close
I'm just having fun and killing bums with every single flow
I'll let you know that I'm the greatest, cause truthfully I am
I'm tryna get my chips stacked, like they're in a Pringles can
People telling me I'm the man, every color like a box of crayons
I ain't stopping 'til my records get more spins then ceiling fans

[Hook:]
They ask me if I'm balling I just tell them nah
They say I got swag, bitch I got sauce
They ask me how I do it, I tell them I'm the man
Every time they hear me flow all they say is damn
They be like, damn
She be like, damn
I bet that you'll be like, damn
Cause even I be like, damn

[Verse 2:]
WTF that's my fam, you like dubs up, cause that's my jam
All the pretty girls say that's my man
Girl no he ain't, I'll be damned
It feels good to post these videos when people like them
Seeing rappers spit my lyrics
Then they're saying that they write them
Silly boy you should quit it, I had to do it, I just did it
Rock my snap's ain't got no fitted's
That's your chick I already hit it
And it felt good to be truthful, she's older, I'm youthful
Bring a friend I like my girls in two's
Like shoes and toaster strudels
Not too frugal with this money, cause I don't have much
But I've been saving 'bout to buy a keg
With my white friends and get trashed, duh
Find a chick with a fat butt, hopefully she's Asian
Black girls don't understand me
Unless they're mixed with Caucasian
I'm not racist, I'm just saying, baby
I ain't trapping or beating ass
I'm just that hella saucy kid
With crazy flows, that'll make you laugh
But she ain't hearing it, she turned and walked away
But that's okay because her friend is badder and she want to stay

[Hook]

[Bridge:]
They ask me if I'm balling, balling, balling, balling, balling
I just tell them nah
They ask me if I'm balling, balling, balling, balling, balling
I just tell them nah
I am a star, I am a star, I, I, I am a star, I am a star
They be like, I am a star, I am a star
I'm just having fun and killing bums with every single flow

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Day By Day"
(feat. Brielle Marie)

"Day By Day"
(feat. Brielle Marie)



[Hook - Brielle Marie:]
Day by day, tryna do the best I can
Day by day, day by day, day by day
I get on my knees and pray
Day by day, day by day

[Verse 1 - Futuristic:]
Yeah, yo, okay, I messed up but I wanna make it better
Everybody makes mistakes, we gotta get through this together
Got my head on straight, focused on my endeavors
With my grandma spirit on my mind, never settle
Whatever's clever I'm tryna get it, I turned the volume down
But my mom came in to the room
For the rhymes that I have written
I'm sorry to the kids parents that I have offended
They see the letters but not the message that I be giving
It's all forgiven, eventually making history
Just bailed my bro out from state penitentiary
I tell them that it's alright
And even though we got our differences
I love you and I'm here for you at all times
And everybody can't make it in this business
It takes dedication and commitment
Lost a lot of friendships, but gained a lot of fans
One step at the time, I'm a do the best I can, understand

[Hook - Brielle Marie]

[Verse 2 - Futuristic:]
Yeah, I know I disappointed my mama
When I droped out of college
But she should have seen it coming though
Cause I've been writing this music
And performing it since the first grade
But that's never what she wanted though
Until she saw my dreams come to life
She speak what I write, my biggest supporter and I thank her for it
And we've been through some hard times, long fights
When we hated each other but this love, I'm so grateful for it
Hope it never changes, I get older, I see what you did
And take a real woman to leave with the kids
Had to start from scratch, make something of yourself
Never let that devorce, ever hold your back, so I got your back
I know dad was out hoing around
Little bro ain't have a father, I was holding it down
I hope that when you hear this verse you'll smile
Because day by day, I'm trynna make you proud
Tryna make you proud

[Hook x2 - Brielle Marie]

 

[fox69]

"Demons (Imagine Dragons Remix)"

"Demons (Imagine Dragons Remix)"


[Verse 1:]
Born sinner, half nigga with a ER
Traveling local, no agent or PR
This big room in a house with no one to share it with
If she was alive, I swear to God, I'd move my grandma in
Lost focus, trying to mend this broken heart
Writing words on my phone and hopes it will show my art
The older that we get, the more we grow apart
It was built on a lie, we came from a hopeless start
And I'm not supposed to rap about my feelings, never
Supposed to make a lot of jokes and say some shit that's clever
And act like I'm balling and fucking bitches
Man, fake it till you make it's gotta be the worst expression ever
I'd rather only portray the things that are real
Even if that shit does cost me a record deal
And you could say that I'm stupid or say I'm foolish
But I'm living off this music, I'll never know how your desk will feel

[Hook:]
And I'm just fighting off my demons (Fighting off my demons)
I'm fighting off my demons (Fighting off my demons)
I thank the fans for telling me I'm the man
I'm just glad I can finally give you something to believe in
And I'm fighting off my demons (Fighting off my demons)
I'm fighting off my demons (Fighting off my demons)
I wanna thank the fans for accepting who I am
Understand you're the reason why I'm breathing

[Verse 2:]
I put that gun to my head and then I put it down
I threw it in the river, let the bullets drown
I'm known as this funny I'll go and rapper guy
But really, you don't know what goes on when you're not around
And then I thought about it, a selfish sacrifice
The afterlife, if heaven's real then would I go there?
And then I thought about the shit me and my friends did
If I do make it, there'll be nobody I know there
And I'm fighting off these tears, but I'm failing
Every time I feel like I'm better, I fucking relapse
I'm spitting image of my dad, I used to think that was a bad thing
But now I'm not even ashamed to be that
A good man who made mistakes just like the rest of us
Life is short, look at the time that he invest in us
We've had our differences, people change with the seasons
We fighting off all our demons and let you pick up what's left of us

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"DFOB 5 Contest"

"DFOB 5 Contest"


[Intro:]
Yeah... y'all know who the fuck I be
"Game please don't sign Futuristic
He sounds like Drake going through puberty!"
Shut up, I'm 'bout to one-take this shit
Look

[Verse - Futuristic:]
The only time I feel fly is when I stage dive
Murdering these rappers then going to court for hate crimes
Before you see me on the news via Dateline
I'm watchin' ya girlfriend, finger fuck herself through FaceTime
I'm that average rapper posted on they channel
Spittin' like a camel, flyin' off the handle on these hatin' kids
I'm a make a foundation for you fakers; yo life I'm 'bout to take it
But before that - you should 'Make a Wish'
Wishful thinkin' no 'Mercy' like I'm with G.O.O.D. Music
Makin' good music, makin' y'all look stupid!
I got ya girlfriend naked like Roofus
Mole rat, ya flow's wack, Mr. I Had To Do It
Talkin' ruthless through computers, makin' a big illusion
Sayin' things but you don't do 'em
I'm just askin' you to prove it
I'm askin' you faggot dudes, to rap like you have a clue
Before I have to 'Act a Fool', somethin' like Luda
Goddamn that boy's sick, undefeated like Floyd's fists
Injected I'm hittin' 'em all with roid kicks
This ain't a game but yo main thing on my joystick
Please do not harass me I snap and I get annoyed quick
That boy rich, not at all, but I'm about to be
Mitch and house-woman party for people that doubted me
Take 'em to the top floor, and throw 'em off the balcony
Lookin' hella sharp like a motherfuckin' falcon's feet
Damn, I shoulda been on the original
'Don't Mind If I Do' had y'all thinkin' my skills was minimal
'Chasing Down a Dream' just dropped so you should go and get a few
After they hear my shit I bet they be on my genitals
Been ridiculed for sounding gay
Your bars are hardly straight you party lame
Mixed with mediocre in a garbage way
After-party I'm pourin' a barbie Chardonnay
Take yo girlfriend to the alley like it's garbage day
I'm actin' like I already made it
But the fact is I ain't done shit, and I'm madly underrated
Niggas hatin' ain't no debatin' every track I be slayin'
All my moves is calculated like I'm playin' Operation
This conversation from me to you - I quit school to chase my dreams
I told my mom I would achieve and I'm a see 'em through
So I don't speak on things that you ain't never seen me do
So every line I drop in every song you best believe is true...

[Outro:]
Beat it in the head 'til the flow sick FV
WTF Gang, uh, and uh
Put this on your iPod or CD-ROM
Download at onlyfuturistic dot... com
Bitch ass nigga!

 

[fox69]

"Dirty Chucks"

"Dirty Chucks"


[Intro:]
Yeah, uh, I don't normally say shit before I go on
But we've been all around the country in the dirty chucks nigga, uh Shmang, shmang, pow, pow
Tell a friend, tell a ho, tell your wife, nigga, yo, yo

[Verse 1:]
Took the nation by storm with a live performance
Cleanest nigga, can't believe the kicks this nigga perform in, yo
What's on my feet is not important, look what I've been sporting
Forty dollars for a pair, man, fuck a Jordan
Dirty chucks that made enough
To pay the mortgage at your momma's house
Dirty sluts, they wanna fuck, cause all the things I rhyme about
I slip them off in the hotel and then she finding out
The bed is kinda tall, if she small, then she gon' be climbing out
Chasing down a dream is where it started
I ran through twenty pairs, the dearly departed
Shit's retarded, I got holes in them
Man, I did about thirty shows in them
Blow hit them, rain and snow, I hit the road and flowed in them
No gimmicks, no image, I'm just a hard worker
Bars perfect, looking at my momma like it's all worth it
I've struggled and I've hustled quite enough
I got a lot of kicks, but I don't give a fuck, I'm in my dirty chucks

[Hook:]
Dirty chucks, dirty chucks, dirty chucks
I don't give a fuck, I'm in my dirty chucks
Dirty chucks, dirty chucks
I don't give a fuck, I'm in my dirty chucks

[Verse 2:]
I kissed a girl that I would eventually marry
Walked the grass at the cemetery
Where my grandma was buried
And carried my little brother to the bathroom, to throw up
Hardest reminiscing got me thinking, man, you know what
I've grown up, I showed up, I've showed out and I changed
I got tore up, I got no love, went from no bus to that van
No brand in that chain, no place and no name
No support, no co-signs, my own time with no lame
And it seems stereotypical, you couldn't walk a mile in them
Looking in her eyes, in her deathbed, make her smile with them
Then hit the stage the next day and fucking wild in them
Took care of my fam, hit the grocery store, every aisle in them
I still style in them, now I got the leather pair
Accompanied by some expensive shit, your ass will never wear
Shaking hands with fans and ignoring fam that was never there
I take them off and throw them in the crowd
You better get prepared

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Don't Drop That..."

"Don't Drop That..."


[Verse - Futuristic:]
This beat is so stupid, I can't rap to it
Even though I got bars, mitzvah, Jewish
Oh God that was terrible I'm sorry
I say dumb shit I'm on a roll like a Harley
All my girls barbies, angels, Charlie
My pockets hella fat, Chris, Farley
I don't play games these lames is on Atari
I eat beats till there's none left these dudes starving
My squad is impeccable but don't shit rhyme with that
Except maybe testicle and I ain't gonna rhyme with that
I'm a shot caller these niggas don't ever fire back
Not even Donald Trump would fire Zach
That's my real name if you didn't knew
Mr. Raise The Bar Game Tied Down Like Tennis Shoes
Mr. I Had To Do All The Shit You Didn't Do
Mr. Get Your Girlfriend Wetter Than A Swimming Pool
Mr. Leave Me Alone I Ain't In The Mood
Seventeen tracks on an album no interlude
I'm on the move like a lazy river [?] too
Driving while I'm eating these rappers that's fast dinner food
How frickin' rude, ladies say I'm cocky
I just wanna hit like I'm swinging for the Rockies
I just wanna hit like a boxer named Rocky
I just wanna hit like my name was Jeremy Shockey
That's a hit stick
Take her on a picnic
Make her strip quick, nothing but heels and lipstick
Ride a stick shift, if she break it that's a quick fix
Niggas at the tip getting baked, Bisquick
Pass me the rock, you know I'll probably cock back
Not even Dikembe could block that
You gon need more than a red sign to stop that
My lines go over they heads like a top hat
Ha, Futuristic is the bomb
Hide yo kids, hide yo wife, and yo mom
Put this on your Ipod or your CD ROM
Download at onlyfuturistic.com

[Hook x6:]
Don't drop that thun thun thun
Hey

[Outro:]
Aw shit I dropped it
Fuck, Goddamnit

 

[fox69]

"Don't Mind If I Do"
(feat. Dizzy Wright & Jarren Benton)

"Don't Mind If I Do"
(feat. Dizzy Wright & Jarren Benton)



[Verse 1 - Futuristic:]
Yo, Futuristic spit that flow that niggas never heard before
Yes I am the shit, you act like you ain't seen a turd before
You're a whore, girl! You act like you ain't heard that word before
Don't mind if I do just jump off in the crowd
Everybody get loud when we're on tour
I got real raps for these fake niggas
Y'all actin', Drake nigga
You never had a birthday, you don't get no cake nigga
I'm on a roll, I don't skate nigga
Don't fuck up no beats bitch
Put that ho on a water bed, fuck around and get sea sick
I stay fly, 3-6
Kill a beat like a drummer with three sticks
I don't usually smoke, but now I'm higher than a ski lift
W-T-F gang in the the buildin'
Don't mind if I do get wild boy
I'm in the game and you lookin' like a towel boy
Take shots like a mothafuckin' cowboy
Now hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up
Did a nigga really just sauce like that?
Floss like that, Rick Ross like that (Roo!)
Nigga I bark right back!
Flow so sick, cough like that
Them niggas washed up Randy Moss like that
Eatin' all these niggas I'm a shark like that
Don't mind if I do go hard like that!

[Hook:]
Killin' every track (Don't mind if I do)
Fuckin' bitches from the back (Don't mind if I do)
Do a show get a rack (Don't mind if I do)
(Don't mind if I do) (Don't mind if I do)
They see us they hatin'
We smokin we faded
We grindin' we made it (don't mind if I do)
They see us they hatin'
We drinkin' we faded
We grindin' we made it (don't mind if I do)

[Verse 2 - Dizzy Wright:]
She say Dizzy you so tight, I'm glad you on this beat
Before I rip my verse, I'm a have to hit this weed
Pause, pause, pause, pause
Smoke it out...
Pause, pause, pause
Ok, I'm a hawk in the streets
Lemme lay off of the weed, I'm a boss on the beat
We don't really mind all the hate
Cause bitch niggas talkin' is cheap, and I'm talkin to eat
I'm from the 7-0-2
Before I took off in the game, I took off from the East
Made a name for myself, and I proved 'em wrong
And I'm sittin back sparkin the weed
Tell em I'm the man now, hands down
And that's bossin' talk to the fullest
I'm 21 and when you think of Vegas you think of me and them tourists
I did this shit, I'm happy bout it, braggin' 'bout it, Jay-Z
I'm feelin my nigga you shinin but nigga
I'm grindin and nigga you ain't me! I'm

[Hook]

[Verse 3 - Jarren Benton:]
She say, "Jarren you so dope",
I'm like hell yeah bitch I know, shit
Before I rip this beat, I'm a have to snort this coke
Leggo
Swag, swag, swag
Leggo
Swag, swag, swag
Yup, don't mind if I do, mind of a jew
Pockets on bitch, no time for you
I pull up in this bitch lookin fly as a pelican
Old school chain and designer shoes
Beast on the beat I'm a feast on the track
I'm a strangle the mic lightin' fire in the booth
Nigga wanna act, I"m a show up with a Mossberg
Pumpin' the mothafucker nina do
Gotta a sneaker fetish, I'm a eat a rapper
With a loaf of bread and a piece of lettuce
Lord please forgive us, these niggas hate us
They bitches feel us, Fresh Prince
With no Aunt Viv and no Uncle Phil
I'm about to make a billion, bitch I'm brilliant
Futuristic, with Futuristic, POW POW bitch we fucking killin' em!

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Dream Big"
(feat. Jerrin Jaramillo)

"Dream Big"
(feat. Jerrin Jaramillo)



[Hook x2 - Jerrin Jaramillo & Futuristic:]
Do dreams come true, I'm living mine and you can too
Dream big, I, I dream big, dream big, I, I dream big

[Verse 1 - Futuristic:]
Sold out shows in every state
People lining up, tryna get it, they can't wait
I can't shake this feeling that I've been having
My goal is around the corner, I got to reach out and grab it
I'm a beast, I'm a savage, I am not a rapper
More of a story teller, this only the first chapter
Bet the thing end with a happily ever after
Shining like a diamond, I'm smiling, nothing but laughter
I'm after money, clothes and all of that
Fast cars, women that love it and they acknowledge that
Speaking of knowledge, man I'm like a walking almanac
Records get more spins than clothes at a laundromat
So fall back or hop on the bandwagon
Nike kicks, plaid shirt, pants sagging
No bragging, I stay fresh, ziplock
Time ticking, I'm in it, look at the wrist watch

[Hook - Jerrin Jaramillo & Futuristic]

[Verse 2 - Futuristic:]
Since I was little I been dreaming just like Mister King
Kobe Bryant before the titles, I need a ring
I built my buzz from the ground up, ain't need a team
Now my squad got me, we growing with every single tweet
They ain't seen nobody this hungry since Kobayashi
Rapper's trash, yeah their flows get thrown away like old salami
I'm the shit, everywhere I go like a Port-A-Potty
Trying to get my paper no folds like origami
Hotter than pastrami, but y'all ain't heard of me
All my cuts I've made them with precision like a surgery
I remember when this girl wouldn't say a word to me
Now I don't mean she dancing when I say that girl is jerking me
Certainly she wanna flirt with me, I'm blowing up
Everywhere we go they screaming loud cause they know it's us
They know what's up, these dreams turned into reality
I'd like to say fuck anybody who done ever doubted me

[Hook - Jerrin Jaramillo & Futuristic]

[Verse 3 - Futuristic:]
See? I been grinding since a young age
I be up late, trying to get my videos all up on the front page
I'm in school but I'm sitting at a tough place
I'm already major, this music street is a one way
What a shame, the greatest he ain't signed
I'll ghost write for Gucci anytime he need a rhyme
They super wack, I state the facts, I'm out of line
Only twenty now, but I feel like I'm running out of time
Not in my prime, but still harder than all
I'm just trying to ball, tall, like gasol
Plaques on the wall, with my name all on it
Round table, main hitters, that pay homage
So honest, I'm a beast out my cage
Need a leash, got beef? Be deceased in the grave
So you can hate but just know that I'm amazing
And keep bumping every track, I'm blazing

[Hook - Jerrin Jaramillo & Futuristic]

 

[fox69]

"Duh"
(feat. Miny)

"Duh"
(feat. Miny)



[Verse 1 - Futuristic:]
No car but your boy still rolling
No remote so these hoes can't control him
Tank on so the tats always showing
Low so you know I'm 'bout to go in
Flexing when you see us, now you wanna be us
Bitch, I am a man, you looking like a fetus
And I'm getting brain from a lady that's a genius
Forgive me for my sins and tell me I need Jesus
If you scared go to church
If you don't care, grab your head, go to work
No shirt, lil skirt when she twerk
Futuristic sold out, ah, you a jerk
I don't give no fuck, y'all get ate, cold cuts
Everywhere I go I see some fans already know us
They acting like they don't 'til my video get poured up
"You the guy with D-WHY on No Budget? Oh, duh!"

[Hook - Futuristic:]
I'm the shit, duh, you a bitch, duh
Everybody all up on my dick, duh
All I do is sit and make hits, duh
WTF be the clique, duh
Duh...

[Verse 2 - Miny:]
Oh, shit, it's Miny, bitches scram and scadaddle
They saying I'm a menace, yeah, I'm reckless, I'm a vandal
The lines around the corner, please, try not to get trampled
I make it rain so much it's like I'm living in Seattle
Like, duh, bitches, duh, bitches, what did you expect?
Everywhere I go has turned in, please, don't break your neck
I'm staring in the mirror, all the trends I set, reflect
No talk to talk in person so I break up with the text, damn
WTF, I say that shit so much it's like I think I have tourettes
Sauce like Futuristic, you can hold the vinegar
Your fans must show you love but they all showing us respect
Yeah, the name is Miny, I'm the new neighbor
Take your house first, make your man explain later
Rock, paper, scissors, bitch, nothing beats paper
So I get more brain than your man Don Draper

[Hook - Futuristic]

[Verse 3 - Futuristic:]
Yeah, you are what you eat, dickhead
Me? I been fresh, I been chewing big reds
I'm on the move like a nigga got six legs
Everybody wanna ride with me, big pegs
Big head, a lil nigga with a ego
Jackass, Steve-O, stunt Evil Knievel
Your chick came over, I scoped her through the peephole
I gave her the wood like I work at Home Depot
You're a zero, Futuristic is a hero kid
Arizona ice tea, my bitch sipping Neuro Bliss
Foreign chick and I came all on her euro tits
When it comes to atraction you getting eight like a euro bitch
You're a bitch, say something
You the best rapper out, huh? Play something
They hear your shit and they be like, huh?
And then they hear my shit and they be like, duh!

[Hook - Futuristic]