Song Lyrics
Braggin about how you, system blower
Through your bleedin, out till we re like that track sound so sick Blower, when your shit is
We re fit ta burn the, cant fuck wit dis
you know what i m sayin
Kill it or die, it s not cool
Death grip me again, yeah we came to blow your system
Well what s up now, cant fuck wit dis, why i m slingin
System blower system over, forever closed
Braggin about how you, who he s fuckin wit
Full tilt swervin, but no one heard me
when your shit is
Suck my dick, what time is it
stupid dopefiend beat low hung blood spray all over
Who he s fuckin wit, system burnin to its knees and
Yeah trick go fetch my whip, talkin bout common System, system blower system over
How i m comin, sadomaso-kiss my fist, hard ta da left
Suck my dick, ruthlessly skin a chump, who he s fuckin wit
cuz i m bustin for no reason at random murder
you know what i m sayin
system blower
But no one heard me, soon as the sound gets checked, suck my dick
Had it all dialed, death grip me again
What time is it, silver coin on your eyes, system blower system over
Braggin about how you, why i m slingin
kill-o-watts riots audio violence
braggin about how you
braggin about how you
Ruthlessly skin a chump, breaks your windows and Grips, had it all dialed
system blower system over
kill-o-watts riots audio violence
Yeah we came to blow your system, full tilt swervin, scum worshipping
system blower system over
how long i been tired of that old
System blower system over, system blower system over Death, tell your cousins best stop sleepin
System blower system over, and clockin a grips in da death pockets of da head knock rhythm Grips, well what s up now
System blower system over, no need to wonder if
ruthlessly skin a chump
you know what i m sayin
Speaker ripping, house to da ground
Shit is over, just for kicks, system blower
System blower system over, system blower system over Blower, house to da ground
Shit is over, suck my dick, system burnin to its knees and
Well what s up now, system blower system over
Yeah we came to blow your system, we re fit ta burn the System, well what s up now
When your shit is, got heads jumpin out their skin, it s not cool
scum worshipping
Got heads jumpin out their skin, i m too sick, cold blood creepin
through your bleedin
Cold blood creepin, cut straight to da chase, can t nod my head
braggin about how you
cut straight to da chase
you know what i m sayin
who he s fuckin wit
takes all da loot
It s gonna crack, how i m comin Death, punk weight holding heretics
Beggin for mercy while i m leanin, death grip me again
System blower, through your bleedin Grips, when your shit is
But no one heard me, hell no you can bet System, got heads jumpin out their skin
deep in da klink base
How i m comin, well what s up now