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kasper dangers - the system lyrics

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[intro]
system activated
it is now turning on
we are all here for a reason x2

( chorus ) x4
are you willing too hold a gun?
willing to sell some drugs?
willing to shoot the gun
man down !

[verse1: ali milicec ]
you n-ggas couldn’t see me with your bi-focals
man i often was told i wouldn’t be sh-t so i tried out vocals
my n-gga where we at ? (uhm)
we chopping this sh-t without using pro-tools
we busting n-ggas who buster n-ggas, we trusting mixtures of love and triggers
i’ve been hotter than that, starving these artist from heart
spartan dropping bars man im a star, a little trippy off of this la man
trippy n-ggas be blazing, spitting ali be crazy
ali carry millimeter bodys get fl!cked to different place
n-gga i go green, flow organic how i got these trees chlorinating
amazing man im laced with, a crew that’ll damage a hater,
now i’m getting these questions like
” aren’t you n-ggas some masons?”
and i guess you going to get that when you 15 and amazing
i mean, i over-sold my soul and still didn’t get my change
born in corruption so i’m instantly in that state
in that phase, i’m holding the gun
barrell on my head n-gga ain’t nowhere to run
holding the gun

( chorus ) x2
are you willing too hold a gun?
willing to sell some drugs?
willing to shoot a gun
man down !

[verse2: kasper dangers]
the finger pulls it and ya mind will lose it
trigger finger foolish, legend when riding music
hotter than fired jacuzzi’s, hotter than geysers with bullets
hotter than b-i-g, now my crew probably say cool it
holding barrettas with full clips, i’m pistol whipping chins
and leaving these n-ggas toothless, too ruthless for a fool b-tch
rap crisp on new sh-t like bread crumbs on chicken
whats with him he’s puffin on scottie pimpin
good living, won’t stop him til the bullet hits him
pure k!lling will get him living by the weapon, puts holes in melons
melon en turns stale pale is what it turns in
i know hitmans only hit cause they make them good earnings
i got guns on my mind and money in a wallet
average joes ain’t making moves cause the holes in they pockets
spittin’ on the street like how dancers dance on broken boxes
break a top with bars like locker locks in socks and then i sock em
lyrically smoking n-ggas, dusting this bishop n-gga
kid with a mind of k!lling so the python is foreign weapon
smoking on afghani poison, you got that urban poison
bad kids a bad era, n-gga

[ outro ]
system over
system will be shuttinh down in
5
4
3
2
1
fight the system, motherf-ckers



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