We Are The Future lyrics

Artist	Non Phixion
Album(s)	The Future Is Now

Lyrics

We are - the motherfuckin' future ... future!

[Ill bill]
Aiyyo we murderous, I be holdin' more heat than thermoses
You get your loot house takin' at the shoot out
With secret servicemen, it's ill bill non phixion!
We pop biscuits at these pop musicians -
Claimin' hip-hop, you get your mop twisted!
Breakdance, break every bone in your body!
Bury you alive, and dance on your grave like rock steady!
A lotta rappers bein' pussy like tom petty!
I told you 'the future is now', tell me if y'all ready!
Spoke to the ghost of christ, the poltergeist
Design a prototype mind control device - overpriced to anybody!
Then sold it to bill gates for eight billion
I bought the empire state buildin', gave it to the children!
Hold the nine milli, toast really close to villain
Smoked up with the fresh philly, stone blind, in the snow blizzard
Legend has it that before war I worshipped satan
Drink human blood and have orgies amongst masons
Catchin' brain from the president's wife
The illuminati can suck my dick - so I could bust my shit
Hits from the bong with tom brokaw
Twist my dust up with bible pages and smoke folklore
Like a coke straw in a drug clinic, I'm inapropriate
My people stay blooded out - like soviets!
Blow off the rim with an exploda-motorola flip
Leave you soakin' wet, like a hot tub, pussy, coke, and moet!

[Sabac red]
I spit the cold shit at chicks to make they nipples pop out!
Flip the coke shit for bricks when the single hops out!
Luxury whips, equipped for rap stars and drop-outs
Ghetto celebrities, double d bitches are knockouts!
Never leave the hood cats, two dollar sandwich hood rats
With a free soda, medicated twice we ogre!
Double dipped blunts, we non phixion, game over
My man solo shit on cable got the game sober
How I became a soldier: paperback's top seller
My life story, how I went mail fraud to porn seller!

( Goretex )
Y'all know gore, nice with the words since eighty-four!
Rifles galore - satellites attached to the floor!
Muchin' on veal parm' like human arm, up at your record label
Real bomb, smackin' vp's with real charm!
I'm a nice cat 'till the paxil runs out, and gats dumb out
Ice picks, ecstacy rings get run out!
Sellin' rap tapes like cancer apples
I buy a crib with a gate that deflates and shoots arrows
Produce pharoahs, attack you with chrome
Shatter your bones, the world's fucked
Call jackie stalone, her wire's tapped as well as my own
I lace the president with c4, under his bed
Them feds never found the books, freebase are hollow heads

[Ill bill]
I'm on a five day fast, flash gordon blast award
And cash hoardin', launder money for rainy day sessions
Expose your weapons - lessons value life some game of battle ship
Connect four, gat equipped t-t-t-tatta shit, adequate aim
We came in and shattered the game, I'm at it to gain
Imagine the pain, when I splatter your brain!
Conscious lyrics cancelled out demons, monsters, and spirits
Martial theorists, freed your soul allowed amongst the clearest
Visonaries, sabac red's a missionary
My vision's varies, aligned with the minds of kings of theory
Illustrated like vaughn bode, cheech wizard, explicit
When I kick it, I only talk it 'cause I live it
Brooklyn done did it, money fast life, my cash fight, blast mics
I've been torn the fuck up since last night
It's clear, everywhere is war! the streets guard me
The godly, singin' freedom songs like bob marley
Watch me, on the trains yellin' street news, sellin' street blues
Build with my peoples, muslims and hebrews!
Positive cats, I build with cats who wanna shoot ya
No competition, non phixion, welcome to the future!

We are the future (x4)

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