System Blower Lyrics - Money Store - Death Grips

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 

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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