Bladerunners (feat. Company Flow)

Feat Company Flow

I've wanted to f**k 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

Inhuman

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

Motherf**kin 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 p***y

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

S**t 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 n***az 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 s**t 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 d**ks sloppily

I pulled out the nine directional wave transmitter vagina finder

Then hit it to the brain box burst with orgasmic seismic

The b***h 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

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 s**t

Blade runner stilo means death

Why don't we dance but s**t 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 s**t amazin

Till death call me Deckard

I've seen slave ships off the shores of Orion fire blazin

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