Non Phixion - There Is No Future Lyrics
f/ Necro* send corrections to the typist[Ill Bill]How can I make a clear decision in the haze of drugs?Prostitutes & GunsI stumble up the ladder with Sabac and ChunkBy my side when I ride in LAWe party with the stars & the star*****ersAnd everybody love usYeah I do cocaine yeah I love to drinkLove to get my dick sucked in these drugs to thinkIt's sickAnd snorting school bucksJews, Muslims, ChristiansWhat the *****'s the difference?We all want money, drugs & *****esAnybody that doesn't rubs me suspiciousI don't trust none of y'allI don't trust religionI don't trust the police or the justice systemPeace to whoever's a hustler locked up in prisonSee you when you get homeWe gonna puff the ismThe future is right nowY'all mother*****ers listen[Chorus: repeat 5X]There is no future, the future is nowIt's nonphixion; we're coming at you like pow[Necro]Your future is morbidityLike Martha Stewart's fluidsThe new shit I kick is putridLike Bea Arthur's pubicsJump off the roof and dive headfirst into the concreteTill the meat splits and blood red squirtsThere's no brawling with the strategy of energyYour cavity splatered your fallingNow gravity's your enemyShooting a bullet through your headIs all it takes to make you dead?Put a gat to your headOnly thing left to do is pull itSimple like pressin recordI'm the remoter erasing your lifeElimination, the message is storedI got a fascination for assasinationHalf the nation saw Kennedy murdered is Jackie on acid spacedomWhen I'm rapping it's like an autopsyOr some more to ya or dasity or an orgasmFrom dying on crosses to spying more shipsThe future is present, peasantWake up or stay lying with corpses[Chorus][Goretex]Alien vihab, the L vine hover the drug backetPediatrics bugging on snuff flicks with Tera PatricsDigital dick, out for cheddar bled on the mattressClose encounters, add a Peruvian march and pat about itA planet that turns actors to crack faggotsWe in the ben hearse macking P-Funk & Black SabbathPlaying it off, stinking like I'm bathing a corpseGetting frisked by pigs in my Porsche like I'm David Lee RothIt's the new mutants, torched your school like I see studentsMetal detectors & dogs putting frost on intrudersI'm flashing my teeth, legal now for stashing your EMy cyborgs ill, this bad ***** with ass that speaksPut it down with Charlie to eat, God part of my speechGodfather, dust blunts, the Judge Dredd of the streetsThe Wizard of Goth, forensic, a legend that speaksSporting nipples like symbols till heaven repeats[Chorus][Sabac Red]I'm not just a rapper, I'm an artist, I pound the hardestBars tha shot the globe to make the dope sound retardedThe guards get involved with some of the harshest mosh pitsNon phixion's back *****, roll out the red carpetI spar with legends, pray to the stars & crestensA lost presence got me corrupt in hard sessionsLike deaths in the family, my method's insanityA mixed consienceness with a twist of profanityWe plan to be some of the sickest riches in the businessWe mean business from the start to the finishThis is for the presidents, drug dealers, scholars & authorsWarriors, terrorists, confessors & college & lawyersFathers & mothers, children, sisters & brothersPimps & hustlers, gangsters, riches & bustersThere's no justice, I'm on some fiending by the thug shitYou're loving on your enemy, pull your gat and bust it BAM
