Death Grips - System Blower Songtexte

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

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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