Futuristic Narcissistic Flow (Johnny Whitney/Felix Cartal Volcano Remix) (4:29)

a man steps into the room, out of the darkness
the glint of a blade, the cock of a gun, with his his trench coat flowing behind him in the night wind.

Nobody needs to die tonight, i didn’t come here to start a fight, if you wanna see whose is bigger let me reach in my pocket for that hair trigger, i got that futuristic narcissistic flow, if you don’t like it then come at me bro. Hip-Hop is dying but I’m here to suture, today’s music sucks but I’m here from the future.

In the streets I walk alone,
in the streets i am unknown,
in real-life I cannot succeed,
I’m walking around at regular speed,
on the internet i can move in slow motion,
my rhymes flows like the waves in the ocean,
YouTube Millionaire,
I ain’t never scared,
nothing to lose ‘cuz nothing was ever there.

Nobody needs to die tonight, i didn’t come here to start a fight, if you wanna see whose is bigger let me reach in my pocket for that hair trigger, i got that futuristic narcissistic flow, if you don’t like it then come at me bro. Hip-Hop is dying but I’m here to suture, today’s music sucks but I’m here from the future.

I release my bankai,
i make motherfuckers die,
I get high,
walk across clouds in the sky,
cutting up niggaz like a samurai.
Then I swoop down like an eagle,
kung-fu flow like i’m Spike Spiegel.
Charge up Kao-Ken x10 recharge my mana and do it again.