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[Ill
They got infectin' the globe, Laser weapons and Clones
as Presidents, Death, Artificial intelligence
Frozen organs, post-mortem, ?
Get vibe together
Who decides truth? guys in ties and
Violent coups private schools?
We got rules of taunt, of war, using thoughts like swords
Pay for groceries, the DNA clothes in vocal cords
The order of the world has already been
Robocops programmed to kill and for war
your cocaine 'cause drugs is legal
Androids rule, the streets of New York, "Fuck the people"
a priest can fall in love with evil
If a bitch to suckin' his dick, nothing, gulp the semen
Election day, young americans vote for demons, overachieving
Yo we sniff blow, or up pieces

Welcome to futurama, where the cyborgs shoot ya mama
A cross between 3 and Tutankhamun
This is Bill reporting for a new assignment
to rock with the ruger nine shinin'
This is futurama, where the cyborgs will shoot ya
A cross between 3 and Tutankhamun
This is I'll Bill for a new assignment
Ready to rock the ruger nine shinin'

The noose is tightening, news of sightings, the truth's
studies in 51 produced by the titans
Follow the sergeant, the one and largest, the vents
Made the top of department, bomb and projects intent
Video farewells off to majesty is all for
Ya hold a grudge, they can judge us to Applebee's
My team's fast, the IRS be with masks
On the run for war games, bugs, and cash
I rob anyone, a with a gun in his stash
Beneath, the remains of human ash, the gun and the
Gangsta, Sherry Ketamine the medicine Pirelli spin, the new
(Speakin through like Benny Hin?)
We rock blazin', pop like hockey raids
'Pac was framed, they cloned him in the near the caves
To vegetate, claimin to detonate
Human bombs, nuclear arms, market, cancer and farms

[Ill
At the fight club, fist, knives, and
Tribes are ?, humanoid
Underground drugs, rainin'
Sorta slayer did in '86, communicate with aliens, there he is
I made run DMC sell me, the devil's soul, make your head
With the planable chip, by control, I told them all what to expect
Fuck love and respect, when you're on your knees a gun to your head
See masonic temple's lost truth, god's that size proof
plated 9's shoot, crimes loot
I recruit the true mistics, I turn futuristic
We too sadistic, at you with 2 biscuits