Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The System, artist - Napoleon Da Legend. Date of issue: 22.09.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
The System |
| It’s the maniacal obnoxious Messiah with the knowledge |
| You lame probably mocking ya like Galifianakis |
| My gallery is stocked I’m losing calories to rock |
| I’m the bad seed the last to speak the last to leave the block |
| I’m the last of a dying breed more bodies than a Chinese cemetery |
| I’m legendary with these rhyme scheme |
| Fled the city with eleven bitties they say I’m clever witty from the |
| Third world where some’ll sell a kidney |
| To trade places play the game of life with poker faces disconnect they |
| Shoulder blades your show looks like it’s overrated |
| Paranoid be thinking everything is orchestrated |
| Met Pharaohe Monch he only talk when shit is sports related |
| Incorporate a bar praise Allah I’ll pray tomorrow |
| I got your money son relax I’m a pay tomorrow |
| Garcia Vegas Gone to Vegas knew the God is major |
| You can stand right next to the man talent is not contagious |
| Confrontational slang my conversation’s banging |
| The bars cost gotta pay for those man with both hands |
| Behind my back without a note pad |
| I toe tag an adversary here you go hold that |
| Am I the target for destruction and is it the system and total corruption |
| I can’t work at a fast food joint I got some talent |
| So don’t you get my point? |
| Its diabolic how we die for the dollars why even bother |
| Being civilized surrounded by savages at the bottom |
| Like Sodom and Gomorrah chop it up in the tour bus |
| Depositing the cash watch the government extort us |
| Exploiting us dogging us out like Calvin Broadus |
| Life can get weirder than a Salvador portrait |
| Drop gems more precious than a dinosaur offspring |
| Grab necks sub-zero rip spinal cords off em |
| Fuck a metaphor get medical attention for em |
| They tried to give us crumbs but we never settle for it |
| Too much melanin will mess up the decorum they said |
| Could be building with one another but we warring instead |
| All mislead strings tied our arms and legs |
| The puppet master’s profiting until the target is met |
| We just numbers tax IDs social security black men die prematurely |
| Perception is reality what you believe is what is |
| Consumer more is what we feeding the kids |
| Using wire taps who’s on the phone move swift like brother Mouzone |
| Mistakes can be fatal from the cradle to the tombstone |
| To each his own I shine let it be known |
| Soul searching Sojourn until my soul reach home |
| The system in the America was never built for black people |