Artist: Malcolm and Martin Album: Life Doesn't Frighten Me... Song: Ain't Seen Nothing Yet Typed by: jostmatt at bluewin dot ch [ CHORUS ] They say we got a black president, artificial intelligence A man jumped over the moon (Well you ain't seen nothing yet) Cause my blood's burnin and the world's turnin At a pace too slow to move They say we got a black president, artificial intelligence A man jumped over the moon (Well you ain't seen nothing yet) Cause my heart's burnin and the world's turnin And I still got somethin to prove [ KB iMean ] Yo, the script about to flip up, police'll be the victims And I be whistlin for my pits so they can sick 'em On the other hand I just say I Michael Vick-'em And throw him down the corridor till he's lost in the system This is real (Talk about the streets) Okay, I am a overlord overseein the senseless Random acts of violence, product of my environment If I don't succeed just dust my shoulders and try again The line between love and hate was built wire-thin Seein vivid images overdosin on Vicodin And we ain't seein nothin but these beats bumpin Revolutionary drums plus clean cuttin We providin the hits that all the fiends lovin I can't tell if they feelin it or they mean-muggin Honestly speakin it's me, cousin I'm knee-deep in the concrete, we keepin these streets buzzin [ CHORUS ] [ Styliztik Jones ] I'm a visionary with visions of cemetaries bein filled I carried obituaries of people that was killed A vivid imagination, my imagery is real A image so picture perfect the blind man can feel me, but still (Talk about the streets) I do Hog head for the cheese, I'm steazy fondue Cooler than a swan dive in a pond or pool Ponder views on life in a somber mood Read a few psalms a day, I'm calm and cool Palm trees and graffiti when I pilot through Keep my eyelids open and my eyes don't move I live in a city where they say the crime is cruel Violins just play while the cryin they soothe Say his eye's on the sparrow, so he watchin me So I drive a Camaro like it got some wings Feelin so overwhelmed that I got to sing It's amazing grace, the days are great Purple tree gettin turned into a Cajun grape Told my mama at the young tender age of 8 That I'll never fall in love with a Caucasian face But goodness gracious, I'm not racist Wasted half my life lookin up at spaceships Will it be my fate to be this great? Guess I gotta wait till I see them pearly gates [ CHORUS ]