Non Phixion

There Is No Future

Non Phixion


How can I make a clear decision in the haze of drugs? 
Prostitutes & Guns 
I stumble up the ladder with Sabac and Chunk 
By my side when I ride in LA 
We party with the stars & the starfuckers 
And everybody love us 
Yeah I do cocaine yeah I love to drink 
Love to get my dick sucked in these drugs to think 
It's sick 
And snorting school bucks 
Jews, Muslims, Christians 
What the fuck's the difference? 
We all want money, drugs & bitches 
Anybody that doesn't rubs me suspicious 
I don't trust none of y'all 
I don't trust religion 
I don't trust the police or the justice system 
Peace to whoever's a hustler locked up in prison 
See you when you get home 
We gonna puff the ism 
The future is right now 
Y'all motherfuckers listen 

[Chorus: repeat 5X] 

There is no future, the future is now 
It's non?phixion; we're coming at you like pow 

[Necro] 

Your future is morbidity 
Like Martha Stewart's fluids 
The new shit I kick is putrid 
Like Bea Arthur's pubics 
Jump off the roof and dive headfirst into the concrete 
Till the meat splits and blood red squirts 
There's no brawling with the strategy of energy 
Your cavity splatered your falling 
Now gravity's your enemy 
Shooting a bullet through your head 
Is all it takes to make you dead? 
Put a gat to your head 
Only thing left to do is pull it 
Simple like pressin record 
I'm the remoter erasing your life 
Elimination, the message is stored 
I got a fascination for assasination 
Half the nation saw Kennedy murdered is Jackie on acid spacedom 
When I'm rapping it's like an autopsy 
Or some more to ya or dasity or an orgasm 
From dying on crosses to spying more ships 
The future is present, peasant 
Wake up or stay lying with corpses 

[Chorus] 

[Goretex] 

Alien vihab, the L vine hover the drug backet 
Pediatrics bugging on snuff flicks with Tera Patrics 
Digital dick, out for cheddar bled on the mattress 
Close encounters, add a Peruvian march and pat about it 
A planet that turns actors to crack faggots 
We in the ben hearse macking P-Funk & Black Sabbath 
Playing it off, stinking like I'm bathing a corpse 
Getting frisked by pigs in my Porsche like I'm David Lee Roth 
It's the new mutants, torched your school like I see students 
Metal detectors & dogs putting frost on intruders 
I'm flashing my teeth, legal now for stashing your E 
My cyborgs ill, this bad bitch with ass that speaks 
Put it down with Charlie to eat, God part of my speech 
Godfather, dust blunts, the Judge Dredd of the streets 
The Wizard of Goth, forensic, a legend that speaks 
Sporting nipples like symbols till heaven repeats 

[Chorus] 

[Sabac Red] 

I'm not just a rapper, I'm an artist, I pound the hardest 
Bars tha shot the globe to make the dope sound retarded 
The guards get involved with some of the harshest mosh pits 
Non phixion's back bitch, roll out the red carpet 
I spar with legends, pray to the stars & crestens 
A lost presence got me corrupt in hard sessions 
Like deaths in the family, my method's insanity 
A mixed consienceness with a twist of profanity 
We plan to be some of the sickest riches in the business 
We mean business from the start to the finish 
This is for the presidents, drug dealers, scholars & authors 
Warriors, terrorists, confessors & college & lawyers 
Fathers & mothers, children, sisters & brothers 
Pimps & hustlers, gangsters, riches & busters 
There's no justice, I'm on some fiending by the thug shit 
You're loving on your enemy, pull your gat and bust it