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Death Grips - System Blower
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Stefan Burnett
Stefan Burnett
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Stefan Burnett
Stefan Burnett
Songwriter
Zach Hill
Zach Hill
Songwriter
Andy Morin
Andy Morin
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Andy Morin
Andy Morin
Producer
Zach Hill
Zach Hill
Producer

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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 im 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 its knees and beggin' for mercy While I'm leanin' hard to the left And clockin' a-gripsin' the death pockets of the head knock rhythm System (system), blower (blower), system over (blow) 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 (blow) Stupid dope fiend beat low hung blood Spray all over the death stomp drums Scum worshipping, speaker ripping Punk weight holding heretics Boundary reapin', frequency freakin' out 'Til we're like, "That track sound so sick" System (system), blower (blower), system over (blow) Got heads jumpin' out their skin Talkin' 'bout, "Come on, death grip me again" No need to wonder if it's gonna crack Hell no, you can bet We're fit to burn the house to the ground Soon as the sound gets checked System (system), blower (blower), system over (blow) 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 (system), blower (blower), system over (blow) 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 this, sadomaso-kiss my fist Suck my dick, its not cool I'm too sick, what time is it System (system), blower (blower), system over (blow) Deep in the klink base, cut straight to the chase Like a triple shot of 180 proof Kill-o-watts riots, audio violence Breaks your windows and takes all the loot System (system), blower (blower), system over (blow) 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 (system) blower (blower) System blower (blower)
Writer(s): Stefan Corbin Burnett, Zachary Charles Hill, Andrew Morin Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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