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​Futuristic Ain't Shit To Me

This song is by Gonzales and appears on the album The Entertainist (2000).

Zeah.

(Sample from L'Trimm's "Cars That Go Boom")
"We stopped short, did a double take
He was looking so fine I thought I wasn't awake."


I make haste to waste the whole place
And pump fat bass to win the rat race
And I rape that face
And erase the bad taste.
No shame 'cause I came to entertain
Cause it pays to be vain
Cause it pays to be changing your name with the train of the fame
And humane to the pain to the brain of a dame.

I blow tops, I smoke pot and joke a lot
I robot you got to make a show stop
It ain't no hip it ain't no hop
I'm not a rapper I just rap a lot
Like ozzy osbourne I was born to perform
Fuck the norm when I've had the brainstorm.
I change form to another type of freak
My name is mister beck not mister beak
I did this to piss the business who put misfits on a crucifix.
Little miss flick-of-the-wrist to cut the bliss
You can't get pissed about this.

(Sample:)
"We stopped short, did a double take
He was looking so fine Ithought I wasn't awake."

Being futuristic these days means being futuristic on your own terms
Being futuristic means loving worms
Saving your sperm
Wearing your pubes in a perm
You're not a wiz kid, you're just futuristic
You're just like everyone else: you lie to yourself.
Futuristic ain't shit to me, it ain't shit to me, it ain't shit to me.

Yo.

I make haste to waste the whole place and pump fat bass to win the rat race
And I rape that face and erase the bad taste
No shame 'cause I came to entertain
Cause it pays to be vain
Cause it pays to be changing your name with the train of the fame
And humane with the aims of the pains of a dame

I blow tops, I smoke pot and joke a lot
I robot you got to make a show stop
It ain't no hip it ain't no hop
I'm not a rapper I just rap a bit or a lot
Like Ozzy Osbourne born to perform
Fuck the norm when I've had the brainstorm.
I change form to another type of freak
My name is mister beck not mister beak
I did this to piss the business who put misfits on a crucifix.
Little miss flick-of-the-wrist to cut the bliss
You can't get pissed about this.


Well it used to be that Peaches rolled the joints
And it used to be tha cilly G made the beats
My, times have changed
It's an installation, inspriation,
The role reversal with no rehearsal
Chilly G and the Peach.