Non Phixion - We Are the Future lyrics

We are the motherfucking future
Future!

Ayo we murderous
I be holding more heat than thermoses
You get your loot housed and get
Into shootouts with secret servicemen
It's ILL BILL, Non Phixion
We pop biscuit's at these
Pop musicians claiming Hip-Hop
You get your mop twisted
Breakdance, break every bone in your body
Bury you alive and dance on
Your grave like Rocksteady
A lot of rappers be pussy like Tom Petty
I told you The Future Is Now, dummy
Is y'all ready?
Spoke to the ghost of Christ, the Poltergeist
Designed a prototype mind-control device
Told the price to everybody
Then sold it to Bill Gates for eight billion


I bought the Empire State Building and
Gave it to the children
Hold the 9 milli toast
Really close to villain
Smoked it with the fresh Philly
Snowblind in the snow blizzard
Legend has it that before the
War I worshipped Satan
Drink human blood and have
Orgies amongst Masons
Catching brain from the President's wife
The Illuminati can suck my dick
So I can bust my shit
Hit's from the bong with Tom Brokaw
Twist my dust up in Bible
Pages and smoke folklore
Like a coke straw in a drug clinic
I'm inappropriate
My people stay blooded out like Soviets
Blow up the rig with
An exploding Motorola flip
Leave you soaking wet
Like a hot tub, pussy, coke and Moet

Spit the coldest 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 dropouts
Ghetto celebrities
Double-D bitches and knockouts
Never leave the hood cats
Two dollar sandwich hood rats
With a free soda, medicated twice, we ogre
Double dip blunts, we Non Phixion, game over
My man's solo shit on cable
Got the game sober
How I became a soldier, paperbacks
Top seller my life story
How I went from mail fraud to porn seller
Y'all know Gore
Nice with the words since '84 rifles galore
Satellites attached to the floor
Munching on veal parm like human arm
Up at your record label, real bomb
Smacking VP's with real charm
I'm a nice cat till the Paxil
Runs out and guys dumb out
Ice picks, ecstasy rings get run out
Selling rap tapes like cancer raffles
I'll buy a crib with a gate
That deflates and shoots arrows
Produce pharaohs attack you with chrome
Shatter your bones
The world's fucked, call Jackie Stallone
Her wire is tapped as well as my own
I lace the President with C-4 under his bed
Them Feds never found the books, freebase
Or hollow heads

I'm on a five day fast, Flash Gordon
Blast awarding and cash hoarding
Launder money for rainy day sessions
Expose your weapons, lessons value life like
Some game of Battleship, Connect 4
Gat equipped tatter shit, adequate aim
We came in to shatter the game
I'm mad at your gain
Imagine the pain when I splatter your brain
Conscious lyrics cancel out demons, monsters
And spirit's martial theorist
Freed your soul allowed amongst the clearest
Visionaries, Sabac Red's a missionary
My vision varies align with the
Minds of kings in theory
Illustrated like Vaughn Bode, Cheech Wizard
Explicit when I kick it
They only talk it 'cause I live it
Brooklyn done did it, money, fast life
My cash right blast mics
I been tore the fuck up since last night
It's clear, everywhere is war
The streets scarred me
The God be singing freedom
Songs like Bob Marley
Watch me on the trains, yelling street news
Selling street blues
Built with my peoples, Muslims and Hebrews
Positive cats
I build with cats who want to shoot ya
No competition, Non Phixion
Welcome to the future

We are the Future we are the Future
We are the Future