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We are - the future ... future!

[Ill
we murderous, I be holdin' more heat than Thermoses,
You get your loot house at the shoot out,
With servicemen, it's Ill Bill Non Phixion!
We pop at these pop musicians -
Claimin' hip-hop, you get mop twisted!
Breakdance, break bone in your body!
Bury you alive, and dance on grave like Rock Steady!
A rappers bein' pussy like Tom Petty!
I told you 'The Future Is Now', me if y'all ready!
to the Ghost of Christ, the poltergeist,
Design a prototype mind device - overpriced to anybody!
Then sold it to Gates for eight billion,
I bought the State buildin', gave it to the children!
the nine milli, toast really close to villain,
Smoked up with the fresh philly, blind, in the snow blizzard,
has it that before war I worshipped Satan,
Drink human blood and have orgies Masons,
brain from the president's wife,
The Illuminati can suck my - so I could bust my shit,
Hits from the bong Tom Brokaw,
Twist my up with Bible pages and smoke folklore,
Like a coke in a drug clinic, I'm inapropriate,
My people stay blooded out - Soviets!
Blow off the rim with an flip,
you soakin' wet, like a hot tub, pussy, coke, and Moet!

[Sabac
I spit the cold shit at to make they nipples pop out!
Flip the coke shit for bricks when the single out!
Luxury whips, equipped for rap and drop-outs,
Ghetto celebrities, double D are knockouts!
Never the hood cats, two dollar sandwich hood rats,
With a free soda, medicated we ogre!
Double dipped blunts, we Non Phixion, over,
My man solo on cable got the game sober,
How I Became a Soldier: top seller,
My life story, how I went fraud to porn seller!

Y'all know Gore, with the words since eighty-four!
Rifles galore - satellites to the floor!
on veal parm' like human arm, up at your record label,
Real bomb, smackin' VP's real charm!
I'm a nice cat the Paxil runs out, and gats dumb out,
Ice picks, ecstacy get run out!
rap tapes like cancer apples,
I buy a crib a gate that deflates and shoots arrows,
pharoahs, attack you with chrome,
Shatter bones, the world's fucked,
Jackie Stalone, her wire's tapped as well as my own,
I lace the president C4, under his bed,
Them feds never the books, Freebase are hollow heads.

Bill]
I'm on a five day fast, Flash Gordon award,
And cash hoardin', launder money for day sessions,
Expose your weapons - lessons value life some game of Ship,
Connect Four, Gat equipped shit, adequate aim,
We came in and the game, I'm at it to gain,
Imagine the pain, when I your brain!
Conscious lyrics out demons, monsters, and spirits,
Martial theorists, freed your allowed amongst the clearest,
Visonaries, Red's a missionary,
My vision's varies, aligned with the of kings of theory,
like Vaughn Bode, Cheech Wizard, explicit,
When I kick it, I talk it 'cause I live it,
Brooklyn done did it, money fast life, my fight, blast mics,
been torn the fuck up since last night,
It's clear, everywhere is war! The guard me,
The Godly, singin' songs like Bob Marley,
Watch me, on the trains yellin' news, sellin' street blues,
with my peoples, Muslims and Hebrews!
Positive cats, I build with cats who wanna ya,
No competition, Non Phixion, to the Future!

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