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letra de good times ahead - ice c.r.e.a.m. bundy

hook (x2):
uplift your spirit
can you feel it?
boy, you rocking with the realest
good times ahead, man, i can feel it
uplift your spirit
can you feel it?
boy, you rocking with the realest
good times ahead, man, i can feel it

1st verse:
man, i’m feeling superb
as i’m speaking my word
cos on this earth / i was brought up a neglected kid
so, i ain’t never been heard
but i’ll be doing alright
moved on from ruins, surviving
now all i’m doing with my time’s / suitable to lions
chilling the f-ck out / so what now?
i’mma start me some
trouble, grow up? hardly, son
get it on the double
bathing in the mudhole
i love me some / dirt, pardon me, son
ay, trying to f-ck with me, you can’t, dude
strong as bamboo / hiding in a fat suit
“hold up, what? did he just diss himself?”
relaxed too much, i just p-ssed myself
and plus, i just -gibberish-
i must be losing my mind / losing my mind
only time can tell / saved by the bell or fry in h-ll?
the precise details / in time unveiled
hadn’t had a setback in quite a spell
ought to invest into something so that i prevail
move to africa, build a private well
sh-t, i might as well / cos in these here parts
ain’t no f-cking money to make
even if you do, f-cked over by the state
that’s not fair / yeah, so f-ck the system
matter of fact: f-ck this sh-t, then / f-ck capitalism
if you’re a rich man / hope you drive your car into a ditch, man
cos your whole existence / ain’t nothing but a glitch in
the motherf-cking system / plus, it’ll
hook (x2):
uplift your spirit
can you feel it?
boy, you rocking with the realest
good times ahead, man, i can feel it
uplift your spirit
can you feel it?
boy, you rocking with the realest
good times ahead, man, i can feel it

2nd verse:
yeah, good times ahead / like there’s a sl-t lying in bed / legs spread
waiting to be fed / next day / gone, just like they say
outta sight, outta mind / f-ck the pride / if the price is right
motherf-cker’s lying / through their t–th
i’m an honest soul / tired of this whole rigmarole
starting my own carnival / make my money honorable
make the marbles roll / till i’m standing on that marble floor
marvelous growth / in revenue / every time i’m starting a show
the hardest call / i’ll have to make is deciding where i will go
when this sh-t is over / presumably at 44
that’s why i’m trying to ride it slow / like a hoe
paid by the hour, riding a bold / derided, old / fart
homie, i just know / you seeing just how hard i go
only serves as proof of what i’m trying to show, yo
hook (x0.5):
boy, you rocking with the realest
good times ahead, man, i can feel it

- ice c r e a m bundy

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