Futurama

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[Verse 1: ILL BILL] They got AIDS infecting the globe, laser weapons and clones Conquerors, presidents, death, artificial intelligence Frozen organs, postmortem, alien Malachi York And Five Percenters, twelve tribes forever, get your mind together Who decides truth? Guys in ties and suits? Violent kooks from private schools? Peep how rules are taught, duels are fought using thoughts like swords Pay for groceries with DNA codes in your vocal cords The order of the world's already been bought RoboCops is programmed to kill and ready for war Drink your cocaine 'cause drugs is legal Androids rule the streets of New York, screaming, "Fuck the people!" Even a priest can fall in love with evil If a bitch, that's sucking his dick, swallow nut and gulp the semen Election Day, young Americans'll vote for demons Overachieving, yo we sniff blow or blow up precincts [Chorus: ILL Bill] Welcome to Futurama, where the cyborgs will shoot your mama A cross between Terminator 3 and Tutankhamun This is ILL Bill reporting for a new assignment Ready to rock with the Ruger 9 shining This is Futurama, where the cyborgs will shoot your mama A cross between Terminator 3 and Tutankhamun This is ILL Bill reporting for a new assignment Ready to rock with the Ruger 9 shining [Verse 2: Goretex] The noose is tightening, the news is sightings, the truth's frightening Kabbalah studies in 51 produced by the titans Follow the sergeant, the one handling the largest events Made the top of department, firebombing, project's intense Video farewell's off to majesty, it's all for salary I never hold a grudge, taking judges to Applebee's My team's fast, the IRS be thugging with masks On the run for war games, bugs and funnelling cash I'll rob anyone, a lawyer with a gun in his stash Beneath the remains of human ash, the gun in the bag Gangster, cherry Ketamine, the medicine, Pirelli spin The New Order speaking through television like Benny Hinn We rock blades and pop collars like hockey mage Pac was framed, they cloned him in the spot near the caves To vegetate, claiming credit to detonate Human bombs, nuclear arms, supermarket cancer and farms [Chorus: ILL Bill & Goretex] Welcome to Futurama, where the cyborgs will shoot your mama A cross between Terminator 3 and Tutankhamun This is Goretex reporting for a new assignment Ready to rock with the Ruger 9 shining This is Futurama, where the cyborgs will shoot your mama A cross between Terminator 3 and Tutankhamun This is Goretex reporting for a new assignment Ready to rock with the Ruger 9 shining [Verse 3: ILL Bill] At the Fight Club, fists, knives and guns Tribes of C.H.U.D. - Cannibalistic Humanoid Underground Drugs Reign in Blood, sort of like Slayer did in '86 Communicate with aliens, there he is I made Run-D.M.C. sell me the Devil's soul Make your head explode with implantable chips by remote control I told you all what to expect, fuck love and respect When you're on your knees with a gun to your head See Masonic temples, lies, truth, God, devils, science, proof Nickel-plated nines shoot, crimes loot I recruit the true mystics, I turn goons futuristic We too sadistic, coming at you with two biscuits [Chorus: ILL BILL] This is Futurama, where the cyborgs will shoot your mama A cross between Terminator 3 and Tutankhamun This is ILL Bill reporting for a new assignment Ready to rock with the Ruger 9 shining This is Futurama, where the cyborgs will shoot your mama A cross between Terminator 3 and Tutankhamun This is ILL Bill reporting for a new assignment Ready to rock with the Ruger 9 shining
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Credits
- Writers
- Lord Goat
- ILL BILL