Texty:
Coming Century

ooh, ooh I'm on my way Come on baby, come on now Let your love, shine on me Sing along, I'm on my way Come on baby, ooh Shine on, shine on, shine on me Come

Ms. Princess that's me Ms. Princess, fuck you if you nasty Need 411, son, just ask me I'm everywhere you wanna be Ms. Princess that's me Ms. Princess

say, was this your down time Or can I trace it to go home? It's been, it's been such a long time There's no words for this I see My time has come and

lovin' ain't easy to come by Oh, oh, it ain't easy Good lovin' ain't easy to come by Oh, oh, it ain't easy Good lovin' ain't easy to come by Oh, oh, it

I'm lettin' everything go Now this'll be a beautiful death Jumpin' out the window Lettin' everything go Lettin' everything go You got the power to let power come 21st century

wait a century, a buried mess of bones, help me Help me to give myself the way that you've given you Help me to be the helping hand that makes a dream come

it, do it, okay Imma, Imma swing it this way Imma, Imma, Imma, Imma swing it that way This is Fergie Ferg and Imma, Imma be here to say The 21st century

line, I took a walk along the riverbank of my imagination. Golden clouds were shuffling the sunshine. But if I ever get back to the twentieth century

set Take a bullet with some dick and take this dope from this jet Out of town, put it down for the father of rap And if yo' ass get cracked, bitch shut yo' trap Come