الأغاني:
South Park I Am Your Future

hustlin' on them corners Don't play them for weak cuz them will shoot ya Real young killa gangsta rude-boy destined for death yet O'm your future How

wee (chorus 2) [baby beesh] I know You find it hard to believe that I am The genie of your lamp and I can Do anything you wish but right now I'm commanding

[Brooks](spoken) Sorry to interrupt your rehearsal, Ma'am, but about Mr. Beale; surely he's coming home for the party? [Edith](spoken) I should say

I'm modifying the weather from behind a weather shield Writing with a feathered quill, gettin' more ill I hope I am not alone, that would be terrible If I am