System

Sell your soul for a good price Sell your soul for a good price That's a dream, never think twice That's a dream I'm not your purse I'm not your product I'm from the dirt Ain't copping Prada My people hurt It's getting harder My people hurt It's getting harder I need some money I need some money, man I'm fucking hungry I really need a hand Ain't nothing sunny Back in the motherland A fucking cycle That we all running in I'm 'bout to fuck the system up I'm 'bout to fuck I'm 'bout to fuck the system up I'm 'bout to fuck I'm 'bout to fuck the system up I'm 'bout to fuck I'm 'bout to fuck the system up I'm not your product I'ma fuck the system up I'm 'bout to fuck I'm 'bout to fuck the system up I'm 'bout to fuck I'm 'bout to fuck the system up I'm 'bout to fuck I'm 'bout to fuck the system up I'm not your product Fuck all pigs, they're a part of the system Fuck all pigs, they're a part of the system Ain't no peace for my brothers and sisters Ain't no peace for my brothers They do not want us to breathe Can't even walk in the streets To them we're all just machines In the American Dream They say that they just want peace But then they leave us to bleed They'll never see what we see They'll never see what we see Sell your soul for a good price Sell your soul for a good price That's a dream, never think twice That's a dream I'm 'bout to fuck the system up I'm 'bout to fuck I'm 'bout to fuck the system up I'm 'bout to fuck I'm 'bout to fuck the system up I'm 'bout to fuck I'm 'bout to fuck the system up I'm not your product I'ma fuck the system up I'm 'bout to fuck I'm 'bout to fuck the system up I'm 'bout to fuck I'm 'bout to fuck the system up I'm 'bout to fuck I'm 'bout to fuck the system up I'm not your product