Текст Chronic Future – All Things Considered

I wanted to see all the things that I could see, before I moved on to a perfect world
I wanted to see all the things that I could see, before I moved on to a world
Where you’re not there

Go down, go bump that ride

I wanted to see all the things that I could see, before I moved on to a perfect world
I wanted to see all the things that I could see, before I moved on to a world
Where you’re not there

Summertime, rush time, ‘cept when it’s crunch time
Put a punch in most of these bump rhymes
Come from a good place, the way food tastes
When hunger’s a screw face
Younger like glue sticks, it’s ludicrous, with two shits
Livin’ these days to out who your crew spits
We want blood, more dirt, more mud
Throw those
?
in the trunk, boy, show love!
You’re so thug, wit’ yo’ slugs, gold rush
It’s the ice age of cold crush
You want lust? You’ll get fucked, and be stuck
With nice legs and no trust
Go get yourself bike pegs to go bust
Tricks on that bitch, cheatin’ up like cold cuts

I wanted to see all the things that I could see, before I moved on to a perfect world
I wanted to see all the things that I could see, before I moved on to a world
Where you’re not there

In middle town
On middle ground
The feet that step
Make little sound
They grin and frown
They spin around
Or just a sec
They fit in now
They minin’ gold
They’re cleanin’ sets
Fourteen or gone
One minute left
It’s been it’s best
Explosive act
The sun has set
And won’t come back

Low down, go bump that ride
Anybody else better jump inside
Roll down, about that lie
Anybody else better jump inside
Low down, go bump that ride
Anybody else better jump inside
Roll down about that lie
Anybody else better jump inside

I wanted to see all the things that I could see, before I moved on to a perfect world
I wanted to see all the things that I could see, before I moved on to a world
Where you’re not there
You’re not there…