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Lyrics for The System by South Park Mexican:
| | | Artist: | South Park Mexican |
| | Album: | Never Change | | Track: | The System | | | | Date Added: | 18/10/2007 | | Views: | 151 | | | | Lyrics: | [Verse 1]
This Ones for those on the dead end street
hustlin hard to make all they ends
meet
I hope one day I see yo benz creep
watch for the jealousy that most friends
keep
S-P got the Bentley
all I can do is thank god cause he blessed me
I used to be
just like you
slangin crack rock on the avenue
Packin glocks and runnin from
cops
most of my clients like they cane on the rocks
Gun shots like 2 blocks away
I
wonda who the fuck caught a hot one today
Neva mind cause I don't wanna know
I just lost
two good friends in the row
One second things is lookin beautiful
the next second you're
the star of the funeral
[Chorus]
All my friends are in the dead end street
Sum
locked up and sum are R-i-P
You cant win there aint no way no how
Clock your change and
get the fuck on out
[Verse 2]
We was Pirex shakers
Sunny Side money
makers
In Hillwood we had rocks big as now and laterz
Quick snappers the store where we
slung at
Everybody knew me for my hundred packs
Across the street was law
elementry
my car was so clean kids was lookin up to me
They wanna be like me a tru
hustla
cause they daddy drives an old gas guzzla
The dope deala I aint tryina brag
but
fuck watchin roaches tryina climb out my bath tub
I was a hard head tryina be a drug
lord
slow my roll nah homie what the fuck for
im in the 2 bed trailor man im dirt
poor
when hurricanes would kome id run next door
to my homies house his name is huet
hodges
we gonna make out this ghetto man I promise
[Chorus]
[Verse
3]
99 percent of all criminals are dope dealers
get busted by bullets or fuckin
squeelers
And the One percent that made it was pure luck
but even he'll tell that his life
aint worth a fuck
cause in his mind he was caught a thousand times
and in his mind he was
shot a thousand times
Without peace there can be no happiness
I wear a cross around my
neck like the catholics
Im not sure exaclty what my religion is
I just know I thank god
for my little kids
this is the baddest sellin drugs like sum guinnie pigs
then they arrest
us after we done make it big
they take our money our cars and our houses
now tell me whos
really sellin the ounces
and any cash that we might have hidden
goes to the system tryin
to stay out of prison
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