Future Dreams
Kendrick Lamar

[Verse 1]
I’m spitting algorithms, complicit with my decisions,
Tech got me wired, but it’s sparking my visions.
Got a foot in tomorrow, but I’m grounded in the truth,
While these AIs talk slick, I’m the voice of the youth.
Coded in the matrix, see the lines that they weave,
But I'm unplugged at night, dreaming fate in my sleeve.

Fingers on the pulse of a world gone mad,
When you sellin’ souls for likes, that’s a digital fad.
Chasing after data, like it’s all that I need,
But it’s hard to plant roots in a garden of greed.
Take your screens at face value, I can see the facade,
Y'all stay scrolling through pain, but I’m writing my own bard.

[Chorus]
Welcome to tomorrow, where the past is our teacher,
Running with the glitches, I’m a rhyme carrier preacher.
Future in my palms, like I’m grasping at sand,
Profits off the struggle, better know where you stand.

[Verse 2]
I’m a construct of chaos, call it metaphorical,
ASAP to the change, yeah, my future is historical.
Quantum leaps on beats, watch me break the continuum,
While robots keep on talking, I’m the one who’s spinnin’ ‘em.

Data streams flowing like the blood in my veins,
But these motherboards can’t feel the heart’s real pains.
I’m a prophet of the struggle in this tech jungle,
Navigating through the wires, can’t afford to fumble.
Electricity in bars, watch the rhythms collide,
In this cybernetic world, I’m your soul’s guide.

[Chorus]
Welcome to tomorrow, where the past is our teacher,
Running with the glitches, I’m a rhyme carrier preacher.
Future in my palms, like I’m grasping at sand,
Profits off the struggle, better know where you stand.

[Bridge]
Puns packed with wisdom, metaphors for the blind,
Stepping stones to progress, we’re leaving fear behind.
As I navigate the future, I’m the captain of this ship,
With a map made of verses, drowning doubts with each script.

[Verse 3]
Flipping the script, breaking chains of the present,
I’m the architect of dreams, always seeking the essence.
Life is but a cycle, innovation reborn,
With every bar I drop, I’m out here breaking dawn.

Can't feed the machine unless it's rooted in love,
Waves of hope crashing down from above.
So I’m planting seeds in a binary soil,
Because the future’s for the brave, you just gotta toil.

[Chorus]
Welcome to tomorrow, where the past is our teacher,
Running with the glitches, I’m a rhyme carrier preacher.
Future in my palms, like I’m grasping at sand,
Profits off the struggle, better know where you stand.