Текст (слова) песни: Mike Ladd f Company Flow - Bladerunners

 
[Intro] 
I`ve wanted to fuck you since we were, like, twelve 
An` I didn`t know what to do 
How was I supposed to tell them I was sleepin with ya mom who was in tears 
For, like, the past three years 
Isn`t that (?) anymore? 
 
[Bigg Jus - *scratched*] 
Inhuman 
 
[Bigg Jus] 
And it`s on like that {*repeat 3X*} 
We inhuman on the track 
Bigg Jus, El-P, check it (here`s what I want you to do) 
 
Yo Mike L-A-D-D 
Bigg Jus and E-L-dash-P 
Two thousand and twelve AD 
Motherfuckin dead machines 
Bounty hunter gunner with blade runner 
Thirty eye medula toolie 
Smoke the dust free proof 
My mad is fusion with the blood protrudin 
I saw this mix delicacy weavin across the room full of imposters 
Full lips with the thickness of a loud Irish rasta 
I was like yo I`m Bigg Jus I`m unpredictable with nitro proofs 
Be swimmin in glycerin and iodine ignitin moves 
Saw you across the room strokin that silky pussy 
Yo what kind of cat is that a light grey eyed Persian? 
Stuck her tongue in the air she giggled 
We was in the M5 swervin 
Shit talkin ideaology 
She like starin me up and down pathologically 
I`m thinkin gynaecology 
Sayin her name was (?) but call me if you please 
I like that old Foxy Brown song 
Keep y`all niggaz livin on ya knees 
Actually I got a MD her statistics are MIT 
Place any square root in front of my optical 
I can break that shit down to the smallest possible atom 
Smashin it 
Plus got a fellowship grant in synthetic dynamics 
Programmin Nexus 6 brain fluid fools 
14 different reaction postures with like all types of moods 
2001 test functions ensure the titties swing properly 
Disease resistant circuitry 
Plus suckin dicks sloppily 
I pulled out the nine directional wave transmitter vagina finder 
Then hit it to the brain box burst with orgasmic seismic 
The bitch backflipped and yolked me up in a Heimlich 
Turned to me expressionless with a dead look in her eyes 
Reached inside her body cavity 
Pulled out the magnesium nine 
Then dialled the forty one sendin for Armageddon 
I know Bigg Jus impervious but the shell went in... 
 
[Mike Ladd] 
CEB, Blade Runner stee`, it`s all of us, you and me, stuck in monopolies {*repeat 4X*} 
 
[El-P] 
Yo yo yo yo 
My dwellin functions dual functional purpose 
It`s lessen on the surface 
I roam with a worthless earnin blendin 
A veteran with one death in the endin 
Swift on a lurk call me Nexus 
My three momma team attempt at time mendin 
My cellulite is flesh like your family at best 
Broken down with an advanced combination of what man made and what man is 
But while I wasn`t told in advance but the plan has got me frantic 
I can`t handle this shit 
Blade runner stilo means death 
Why don`t we dance but shit on me baby 
I`ma cool Joe 
Givin the people life cos they live four years then get smoked 
I`m positive I`m worth more than this treatment 
But the other right me squeals in secret 
Your politics come directly from mono television speakers impeded frequent 
Amongst the working class acted original but quite flaccid 
You wouldn`t recognise my Nexus 6 Fonz 
Detected nonchalant through my lack of pupil response 
Dirty, desperate, unimpressed, separate, soldier sodom with circuitry 
Contagion playin me bent to prevent me from gettin older 
My tears blend to where the rain went 
Well blade baby, outrun a contagion 
Style gunners flip shit amazin 
Till death call me Deckard 
I`ve seen slave ships off the shores of Orion fire blazin... 
 
[Mike Ladd] 
CEB, Blade Runner stee`, it`s all of us, you and me, stuck in monopolies (x4) 
 
My ineffectual elections are infectious in the twilight of megalopolis 
Hip hop is 
Gettin off on this 
Chaos 
As it is perceived 
Fifty milion suckers crawl on hands and knees 
To worship and believe 
at ATMs and psychic friends networks 
But that surround us 
As we do Babylon by bus 
Straight to Rikers 
Run by guns with cops that used to be Nazi bikers 
Umemployed writers type up eulogies for freedom fighters 
Gone Republican 
Who`s rubbin them brain cells 
I gots 
Gridlocked in my city block 
AKA cell block 
Shellshocked 
Got a lot from Atlanta to Woodstock, Boston to Washington 
New York`s just downtown mega city one 
Guns are like jewellery 
I`m carryin tomfoolery 
I`m soothin me with over information 
and loopety loops pump through my veins like Thorazine in hula hoops 
Must stay awake, can`t sleep in hype and glamour 
We live in the afterfuture, and that takes mad stamina 
We be blazin through stars like star blazin shout lasers 
And Luke Skywalker touches a street walker in a kung fu suit 
So let me be more like Sebastian 
Have a passion for chess 
Kick a pawn to King Four 
No more than happiness 
We be treated like replicants AKA refugees 
Despised and lied to by Peter Jennings and jacked cavities 
So bust a cap with me 
Before they raffle me off at the police state fair 
Everybody plays Pierre 
Singin "I don`t care" 
 
CEB, Blade Runner stee`, it`s all of us, you and me, stuck in monopolies {*repeat 4X*}
 

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