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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 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' Cause 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 it's knees and Beggin' for mercy while I'm leanin' Hard ta da left And clockin' a grips in da death pockets of da head knock rhythm System blower system over Yeah we came to blow your system Letras de cancionesYou 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 Stupid dopefiend beat low hung blood spray all over Da death stomp drums Scum worshipping Speaker ripping Punk 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 common Death grip me again No need to wonder if It's 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 what's up now When your shit is System blower system over Yeah trick go fetch my whip Gotta let a mark know Who he's fuckin' with Ruthlessly skin a chump Just for kicks Can't fuck with 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 From Letras Mania