Living in the Future 2.5 - Akira the Don, Big Narstie, Scroobius Pip

I’m a man called Adam, I’m living in the future

I make all my tunes on my computer

I update my website all the time

I like to spit a little bit but it’s more than rhyme

I find TV abhorrent so I stream shows or I use torrents

They ban one many more spring from its side-a

Guess that’s why they call it the Hydra (ha!)

And I’m never alone

Got the whole internet in my mobile phone

If I’m lost got maps on my mobile phone

Yo I write my raps on my mobile phone

And my mobile phone is a snitch

Cause it tells them (avoid him!) where I am all day

But they’d know anyway cause I just put it in my status

Hi Haters!

(x4)

Dreams, believe, but don’t get sidetracked

Technology’s deep, I grew up to tape and radio

And now my young Gs have got iPads

Three-D Cinema, IMAX

R.I.P.

to the floppy disc, dead, obsolete

Mini disc came in and then it went out

Gone, missing, can’t be seen

Straight to the future, my phone is a sat-nav

So the porn on my phone is a must have

I can zoom in and zoom out

Megapixels, it’s so clear

This is the way we play

Mac or PC, wireless keyboard, SoundForge

Still rocking acid, bababadakka

I love living in the future baby!

Speakers go boom

Up in this room

Yeah, hands in the air

I can do anything I want right here, girl

I love living in the future baby!

I love living in the future baby!

They rain checked records from the garden shed

On Percy Street and I think back then

When Akira put me on his radio show

I knew one day we’d be making mad dough

These days we play, mainstage we paid

Made no leeway, guess what we stayed

We paved the way for a new generation

Back before Facebook and the integration

Of social media day-to-day

Now life is speeding up at a crazy rate

Living in the future, no doubt

That Don already nuked his Myspace account

We’re all about getting down with what’s relevant

Make way for the elephant in the room of reverent

Eloquent, elegant, that’s what we be telling them

Hip-hop is the answer cause the elements are heaven-sent

My mind is blown by all this new technology

That is being wasted on making films in 3D

They should take all this new technology

And use it to make Ghostbusters 3

Akira the Don asked me to lend him a hand

So I recorded this vocal into Garageband

And used it as a platform for me

To request Ghostbusters 3

All that’s missing from this modern world for me

Is Bill Murray in Ghostbusters 3!

Ain’t nobody really knows where we’re headed

But a revolution will be televised

There will be embedders

Hi my name is Pip and I live in the past

I pass my time just sitting on my ass

I live my life nice by candlelight

I use ink and a quill when I write

And I shop at Mr. BuyRight

Hang on Mercedes, not pre-rapper life

Let’s go further back, I am a caveman

I don’t even have the right tools to have a shave and

I don’t like the way we’re portrayed man

Captain Cavemen, you’re a waste man

My cave has no microwave, just a fire in the corner

And a hole where I bathe

I don’t seem to get on will with the future

I have a phone that’s not a computer

It doesn’t go on the internet

It just phones people and sends texts

Don’t get me wrong the future is heavy

But I’ll make my own way there when I’m ready

When moving too fast just gets too scary

Keep your fruit machines: Apple, Blackberrys

My own lack touchscreens, while we’re at it

What was wrong with buttons anyway, silly rabbit

3D Cinema ain’t too bad but with those shitty glasses

I just look like my dad

I’ll tell you what I’d like to see in the future

A boy that can run way faster than a cheetah

Or how about a cat with human features

Or a rabbit that stands up five to six meters

I’d like to see a comfy fold-out bed

How about a real-life super ted

I’ve got so many ideas in my head

But I’ve gotta stop now cause my battery’s dead

I got no reason to be going outside today

I just don’t like Nirvana, don’t like Nirvana

I just think of a record and then I download it instantly

I remember when I spent all my money on records, CDs

In the 1990s

50p is all it costs to download an MP3 from my shop