Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
EL-P
Performer
Little Shalimar
Guitar
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
EL-P
Producer
Torbitt Schwartz
Engineer
joey raia
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Pump this, pump this
Pump this, pump this
[Verse 2]
So you should pump this shit like they do in the future
So you should pump this shit like they do in the future
So you should pump this shit like they do in the future
So you should pump this shit, pump this shit, pump this shit
So you should pump this shit like they do in the future
So you should pump this shit like they do in the future
So you should pump this shit like they do in the future
So you should pump this shit, pump this shit, pump this shit
[Verse 3]
Got a strain, un-contained that could turn parade zombie
Walk with a army on me
Stalked by the harm and armor posse
Prolly got me on a radar with a dotties
Watchin', plottin', minions of the lower God scene
Shit hawks abound, in town in the town of bullet dodging
I'm a Rocky
Run a hundred mile before my coffee
Shitty little sick kid, the Gipper's hitting for solo
Signal lift, verified bossy, fuck your droid noise
Void boys 'noid ploy, oi, oi
I'll rugby kick the shit out your groin, boy, oi vey
The slayers of your harmony porn life
Throat fuck your lucky day, the flight of a torn kite
(Holy smokes) My city blown to the bone, the death server
Fit a hearse with a burner, whip to the church, a murder sermon
Just a Cassandra too drained to painfully word it further
Future of a gerbil up ass of masochist, that's my word up
[Verse 4]
So you should pump this shit like they do in the future
So you should pump this shit like they do in the future
So you should pump this shit like they do in the future
So you should pump this shit, pump this shit, pump this shit
Pump this shit
[Verse 5]
In your floating whip system
(Pump this shit)
In the breadline, the prison
(Pump this shit)
From the chip under your wrist skin
(Pump this shit)
[Verse 6]
I am Sam, I am known to go ham, the full retard
Playing taps on a keytar, in the Benz or the Beamer
Either etherlicious or rebel, yellin' the theme up
Son of forgotten freedom, rebel ariba, riba
Metal and man have melted, settle into the femur, dreamer
Your polluted house speaker, leader
Yes, indeed a (Pump this ****)
Down of the dirt and doom draws nearer
Here's a mirror, mirror to peer
Fear grows clearer (Pump this ****)
Steer a path away from the panic of our era
Pyramided ocular, unleaded insignia
Weirder, here's another burner born and big in ya
Sector, rectified and fly sound selector
I'ma fuckin' ill trill, kill at will, et cetera
BK to the basic DNA math measurer
Better leave the lion alone, do not pet him
He'll fuck start your burp hole, jet in burgundy pleather, whoa
[Verse 7]
So you should pump this shit like they do in the future
So you should pump this shit like they do in the future
So you should pump this shit like they do in the future
So you should pump this shit like they do in the
[Verse 8]
Where harmony and love reign
No longer do we live in a society bent on it's own destruction
Children of every race, creed and religion
Frolic through fields of golden dandelions
[Verse 9]
Pump this shit
Lil' bitch
Lil' bitch
Pump this shit
Lil' bitch
Haha, that's some Camu shit
[Verse 10]
Those who know lust, trust the flow is disgust, touch
Producto, back rap rush
You'll notice the lad crush
I'm potent intact, a black hearted and lunged up
Retarded and touched, plus designer of funk rust
Oh, El is back on that shit, huh?
The Pan-cave Kid talk
At the end of the pain bow
The permanent stain bot
Maligning my name will holy ark up your squad's face
Viewers of the define rage, learn to worship the hard way
You get it? I don't fade
Just float with the poem slays
At home with a roach hazed
Alone or with hoes, great
I called but got a tone
Better boat out the borough post haste
Written by: Camu Tao, Jaime Meline