Del The Funky Homosapien - Turbulence (remix) lyrics

I envision turbulence and murder since it's an everyday occurrence It's 3030, yo, I get my hands dirty They think they the pure breed, medically insured weed f** the system, non-conformist humans Walk around because of their ordinance, just ornaments Super-thugs use computer bugs, all ignoramuses Reduced to savage half-beasts off a crack piece Not me, I'm sh**-faced, which way but loose In a hovercraft, not no bubble-bath, turbo-boost f** Earth, I want to live on Mars so I'm closer to the stars And farther away from dumb civilization with no mental stimulation They changed the constitution for your red white and blue friends Exterminate nuisance, no one listens to what you said The online is touching your head With brainwashing, with propaganda about your fearless leader Who got two hundred bodyguards so you can't touch him either Bodies disappear, obviously of fear Lobbyists can't get near sh** Everybody's spirits are under control Computers run with the soul Elitists defeat us, they live by the beaches Bubbledome over the hemisphere, so you can't enter here We live in the dumps with mutant rodents With blood red eyes, saliva drips for opponents Scratch your ID chip off 'cause everybody own it I envision turbulence and murder since it's an everyday occurrence (3x) They only teach high-tech in private portables That float above commoners, they'd soon as bomb it first Advanced safety features, from contact with creatures Who either slave their lives away in outdated factories Or may be bounty hunters in a land of apathy I'm Butch Ca**idy, style wild, uncontained I steal computer disk files, drink water from drains Metal detectors check ya, with reflectors in every sector While I drink electric nectar No one believes inspectors and spooks They just lecture the youth about having respect and couth Toward the US, and you guessed it The rest get imprisoned or incisions in their medulla No president, we have a ruler "You are to be inside by 9 o'clock or we will shoot ya" Missile launchers haunt ya in your nightmares It ain't quite fair, little tykes ain't prepared They've got your wife naked bare in the subway For some thug play, neo-punks with cerebral pumps For enhanced recognition of politicians and witches Senior citizens are disposed against their wishes Aliens landed and said our planet wasn't worth invadin 'cause all the natural resources are fadin I envision turbulence and murder since it's an everyday occurrence (3x)