Death Grips - [The Money Store 2012] System Blower | Текст песни

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• [The Money Store 2012] System Blower

Yeah we came to blow your system (blow)
You know what I'm sayin'?
Kill it or die
Braggin about how you
Had it all dialed
Well what's up now
When your shit is

How I'm comin, why I'm slingin
Where I'm from and what I'm bringin
Tell your cousins best stop sleepin cuz I'm 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 I'm leanin
Hard ta da left
And clockin a gripsin da death pockets of da head knock rhythm

System blower system over

Yeah we came to blow your system (blow)
You know what I'm sayin?
Kill it or die
Braggin about how you
Had it all dialed
Well what's up now
When your shit is

And blow your system, system blower

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

System blower system over

Got heads jumpin out their skin
Talkin 'bout come in
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, system over

Yeah we came to blow your system
You know what I'm sayin?
Kill it or die
Braggin about how you
Had it all dialed
Well whats up now
When your shit is
System blower, system over

Yeah trick go fetch my whip
Gotta let a mark know
Who hes fuckin wit
Ruthlessly skin a chump
Just for kicks
Can't fuck wit dis
Sadomaso-kiss my fist
Suck my dick, it's not cool
I'm too sick, what time is it?
System blower, system 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, system over

Silver coin on your eyes
Forever closed
Raise the dead
How long I been tired of that old
Can't nod my head

Shit is over
System blower

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