Rap Critic
Psyche Rap (The Fyutshurama Song)
[Intro]
Welcome to the world of tomorrow (Ooh)
You know, it's a wild, wild outer space out there
That final frontier
We're here, y'all
But I guess we've always kinda been here, huh?
Whatcha gon' do with it? That's the question
Oh man, oh man, it's freaking me out
It's freaking me out man, I gotta
I gotta get a sense of normalcy, man
I gotta, I gotta watch some TV or something
I gotta, I gotta get my streams in
I gotta get my streams in, so yo

[Chorus]
Switch your screen over from that stupid drama
Kick back, relax with some Futurama
Need some dope jokes, let it loose up on ya
Let your mind unwind with the Futurama, yo

[Post-Chorus 1]
Can you imaginе the future of humanity?
And all its insanity, yo
Well, for onе twentieth-century man is no longer a fantasy, so

[Verse 1]
Peep this orange-haired dude named Fry
Really lazy, so I could never ascertain why
And how he got a job at this pizzeria
But I bet he didn't have the least idea
That when he did his last delivery
He would accidentally skip past the next ten centuries
When he entered the ol' cryogenic lab and a prank caller
Ordered a pizza for I.C. Weiner (Yeah, Fry's no scholar)
So he's tilted back in a chair, careless of the danger
Till he trips back in a freeze chamber
Frozen, oh, and the knob twists around him
Won't unlock until the year 3000
So he's just chillin' (Sorry, I had to say that one)
Till the time runs out and
Once he steps out, the whole view is astounding
And now he has no choice but adapt to his surroundings
So it's like, you're in the future
But have no fear about it, yeah
You're in the future
But it's the present to everyone else, so, like, don't be so weird about it
[Chorus]
Switch your screen over from that stupid drama
Kick back, relax with some Futurama
Need some dope jokes, let it loose up on ya
Let your mind unwind with the Futurama, yo

[Post-Chorus 2]
Now everybody say Futurama, Futurama
Few shows will charm ya like Futurama-rama, yo
Now where was I? Oh yeah, Fry

[Verse 2]
Now he's gotta get used to the future
And learn of all the freaky changes it brings
The technology, the next level androgyny
To his eyes are the strangest of things
And aliens just walking around with
Suction tubes and rocket ships for transportation
And suicide booths if you're like the suits at FOX
And you're a fan of early cancellations
But anyway, clean slate for Fry, who thinks his life's gonna be joy
Till he finds he's still gotta be a delivery boy
But he's rolling with the new group, and it's the best that he can do
With the pay they give at Planet Express
Bender tends to be the robot, who knows not a conscience
But as long as it'll keep the show hot, I'll do all this
'Cause he'll chuck your dough (That smoking, drinking machine)
Hecho en Mexico, oh
And Leela, she's the leader when the missions commence
But say, "Aye, aye, captain," and she might take offense
'Cause she's a cyclops, but Fry's locked on wooing her
She blows him off 'cause she's just tryna find a place in the universe
Professor Farnsworth, so absent-minded
Older than knock-knock punchlines, but I still find it
Odd to believe such a cheap-ass cuckoo dork
Could employ the cutest rich girl in New New York
Amy, what a lady, you get it all with this chick
She's rich, she's probably got other characteristics
Nah, I'm joking completely, she's smoking like a pistol
But yeah, we gotta get to this fool
Zoidberg, the nice guy who's always a victim
Of cruel, numerous fate, and I hate to diss him
But nothing's odder than a lobster who's a human doctor
Who can't tell an epidermis from a oblongata
And last, but never least, Hermes the bureaucrat
I've never seen a dude who's just such a thorough cat
A proud, hard-working Jamaican
And damn near fired himself for taking too long of a vacation
Now coupled with large Amazonians, spiteful globetrotters
Earth conquering Omicronians and talking water
And writing that made complex math sound like some cool shit
Way more than your old school did
And once you realize your favorite show is whack
Tune your ass in to the one show that watches back
And it's like that, and, and it's like that, so yeah
[Chorus]
Switch your screen over from that stupid drama
Kick back, relax with some Futurama
Need some dope jokes, let it loose up on ya
Let your mind unwind with the Futurama, yo

[Post-Chorus 3]
(Now everybody say, ayy) Futurama, Futurama
(Everybody say, ayy) Few shows will charm ya like Futurama-rama, yo
(Now everybody say, ayy) Futurama, Futurama
(Everybody say, ayy) Few shows will charm ya like Futurama-rama, yo

[Outro]
Now what did we forget?
I feel like we forgot something
Oh yeah, gotta make people dance
Oh, no matter what year it is, you gotta dance, right?
Uh, come on, let's get 'em up now
Come on, let's get 'em up now
Come on, let's get 'em up now
Come on, let's get 'em up now
Come on, let's get 'em up now
Now slingshot all these motherfuckers into the future like