[Verse 1: Mars]

Friday night, staying in, not going out
Working on some track, something epic we can show the crowds
Big bad wolves to they straw house, blow 'em down
Future Heroes racing to make some paper, ain't no slowin' down
People start to notice now, all of us are so endowed
Can't wait til' we own the town, purple got me zonin' out
Verses keep on flowin' out the lyrics come in high demand
Pockets full of contraband, banging like some pots and pans
Awkward and I'm all about the 90s like a Rockets fan
Nyjah Huston, Danny Way, I'm grinding to get these dollars damn
Peace to every fan we get, I got love for all of them
Hoping if I get clipped I'm still performing as a hologram
Celebrate, crack a case, go and smoke some haze
Got the whole team in that green like Notre Dame
Me and Ken up next, yeah we know the trade
Future Heroes on the brink like we rollerblade

[Verse 2: Ken Deezy]

Flow potent, Big blunt smokin'
Bad bitch pokin', with coke in them noses
Hustle on the double time
Winning time is anytime
Spitting for my city, sitting pretty off of any grind
Master of the ceremony
You looking very lonely
I craft the cast, your broken ass
These bitches pheromonin'
I max the dash with Maxim models
Went to college for the bottles full of Hennessy and serotonin
So what's the deal Ma?
I keep it real Ma
I'm with the super Future Heroes burning kill now
We on a mission and we 'bout burn the buildin'
So if you with it, say something, I can hear ya, yeah

[Outro: Ken Deezy]

Uh, you with the super, super future heroes yeah
Them future hero kids