System Blower

Death Grips

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    Yeah we came to blow your system
    You know what im sayin
    Kill it or die
    Braggin about how you
    Had it all dialed
    Well whats up now
    When your shit is

    How im comin, why im slingin
    Where im from and what im bringin
    Tell your cousins best stop sleepin cuz im bustin
    For no reason at random murder
    Killing season

    But no one heard me
    Cold blood creepin
    Full tilt swervin
    Through your bleedin
    System burnin to its knees and
    Beggin for mercy while im leanin
    Hard ta da left
    And clockin a gripsin da death pockets of da head knock rhythym

    System blower system over

    Yeah we came to blow your system
    You know what im sayin
    Kill it or die
    Braggin about how you
    Had it all dialed
    Well whats up now
    When your shit is

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    Stupid dopefiend beat low hung blood spray all over
    Da death stomp drums
    Scum worshipping
    Speaker ripping
    Pun2k weight holding heretics
    Boundary reapin
    Frequency freakin
    Out till we're like that track sound so sick

    System blower

    Got heads jumpin out their skin
    Talkin 'bout comon
    Death grip me again
    No need to wonder if
    Its gonna crack
    Hell no you can bet
    We're fit ta burn the
    House to da ground
    Soon as the sound gets checked
    System blower

    Yeah we came to blow your system
    You know what im sayin
    Kill it or die
    Braggin about how you
    Had it all dialed
    Well whats up now
    When your shit is

    Yeah trick go fetch my whip
    Gotta let a mark know
    Who hes fuckin wit
    Ruthlessly skin a chump
    Just for kicks
    Cant fuck wit dis
    Sadomaso-kiss my fist
    Suck my dick, its not cool
    Im too sick, what time is it
    System blower, systems over

    Deep in da klink base
    Cut straight to da chase
    Like a triple shot of 180 proof
    Kill-o-watts riots audio violence
    Breaks your windows and
    Takes all da loot

    System blower, systems over

    Silver coin on your eyes
    Forever closed
    Raise the dead
    How long i been tired of that old
    Cant nod my head

    Shit is over
    System blower

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