Futurama

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They got AIDS infectin' the globe, laser weapons and clones
 Conquerors, Presidents, Death, Artificial intelligence
 Frozen organs, post-mortem, alien Malachi, more than
 Five percent is glorified forever. Get your mind together
 Who decides truth? Guys in ties and suits?
 Violent coups from private schools?
 Peep how rules are taught, duels are fought, using thoughts like swords
 Pay for groceries with DNA codes in your vocal chords
 The order of the world has already been bought
 Robocops programmed to kill and ready for war
 Drink your cocaine cuz drugs is legal
 Androids rule the streets of New York, screamin' "Fuck the people"
 Even a priest can fall in love with evil
 If the bitch that's suckin' his dick will swallow nut and gulp his semen
 Election day, young Americans will vote for demons, overachievin'
 Yo we sniff blow or blow up priests'
 Welcome to futurama, where the cyborgs will shoot ya mama
 A cross between Terminator 3 and Tutankhamun
 This is Ill Bill reporting for a new assignment
 Ready to rock with the Ruger nine shinin'
 This is futurama, where the cyborgs will shoot ya mama
 A cross between Terminator 3 and Tutankhamun
 This is Ill Bill reporting for a new assignment
 Ready to rock with the Ruger nine shinin'
 The noose is tightening, news of sightings, the truth's frightening
 Kabbalah studies in 51 produced by the titans
 Follow the sergeant, the one handlin' largest events
 Made the top of department, fire bombin' projects and tents
 Video farewells off to majesty is all for salary
 I never hold a grudge, takin' judges to Applebee's
 My team's fast, the IRS be thuggin' with masks
 On the run for war games, bugs, and funneling cash
 I rob anyone, a lawyer with a gun in his stash
 Beneath, the remains of human ash, the gun and the bag
 Gangsta, Cherry Ketamine the medicine Pirelli spin, the new water
 (Speakin through television like Benny Hen)
 We rock blazin', pop collars like hockey raids
 'Pac was framed, they cloned him in the spot near the caves
 To vegetate, claimin' credit to detonate
 Human bombs, nuclear arms, super market, cancer and farms
 Welcome to futurama, where the cyborgs will shoot ya mama
 A cross between Terminator 3 and Tutankhamun
 This is Ill Bill reporting for a new assignment
 Ready to rock with the Ruger nine shinin'
 This is futurama, where the cyborgs will shoot ya mama
 A cross between Terminator 3 and Tutankhamun
 This is Vortex reporting for a new assignment
 Ready to rock with the Ruger nine shinin'
 At the fight club, fist, knives, and guns
 Tribes of chun, cannabalistic humanoid
 Underground drugs, rainin' blood
 Sorta like Slayer did in '86, communicate with aliens, there he is
 I made Run DMC sell me, the devil's soul, make your head explode
 With the plantable chip, by remote control, I told them all what to expect
 Fuck love and respect, when you're on your knees with a gun to your head
 Seen masonic temple's lost truth, god's that were size proof
 Nickel plated 9's shoot, crimes loot
 I recruit the true mystics, I turn goon's futuristic
 We too sadistic, comin' at you with two biscuits
 Welcome to futurama, where the cyborgs will shoot ya mama
 A cross between Terminator 3 and Tutankhamun
 This is Ill Bill reporting for a new assignment
 Ready to rock with the Ruger nine shinin'
 This is futurama, where the cyborgs will shoot ya mama
 A cross between Terminator 3 and Tutankhamun
 This is Ill Bill reporting for a new assignment
 Ready to rock with the Ruger nine shinin'
 

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Duration
04:07
Key
11
Tempo
93 BPM

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