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screamin no blood for oil
Groups of recruits get fitted for troop boots
While business suits shoot hoops eatin fruit loops
Yo I don't understand
The system got you but it won't get me

The Big "A" little "A" bouncin "B".
The system got you but it won't get me

Now my pops bought the system
I - Daz]
Cruzin' down the block
And my system bangin' out about a million watts
All these suckers wanna stare and jock
And hear my shit subbin' down
a lotta automatic booty applications
Got a C-P-U maxed out sensation
Looking for a joy to man my station (reboot)
Rock the nation 
(Rock it, baby)
Yo whassup P?

Yo nuttin man just coolin kick back in the studio wit DJ Scratch
And my man Frank B, reminiscin about how we was tryin to shop
Our
work
Or spend your days down in the dirt
You see things can change 
Yes and walls can come tumbling down

Governments crack and systems fall
'Cause
work
Or spend your days down in the dirt
You see things can change 
Yes and walls can come tumbling down

Governments crack and systems fall
'Cause
-P. Barrett-G Smith-

Sweet Jamaica man a I and I land that
Me no stop love it
And me know the whole massive love it
And them respect it to man, hear
pens, desks, policies and P.R. campaigns
(Fed by the spoils of war)
Against the "lazy, shiftless" populations of the poor.
This system cannot be
Greetings, earthlings, take me to your leader (ooh shit!)

D.E.E.P. you want to go D.E.E.P., I'll take ya D.E.E.P
You know you fucked up when you let
man's
Greed & hate & racism
And what we have is a fucked up system

Let's stop the insanity let's end humanity
Mediocre generica let's start with
Hater.

"Kelly V-I-P". I repeat, "Kelly V-I-P", sir.  
Over

He's right captain, this is big

Only if we allow him to reach his destination.
against my client
Snoop Dogg, Tha Doggfather
For 227 counts of flexing his G's, popping his P's
Dotting his I's and crossing his T's

The anti-player has
charges against my client
Snoop Dogg, Tha Doggfather
For 227 counts of flexing his G's, popping his P's
Dotting his I's and crossing his T's
and a wedding coordinator
And food for the reception, you'll need someone to cater
Did I forget to mention it'll take a couple rings
And of course a P.A. system
P-P-Pimp Nutz (Who?) P-P-Pimp Nutz
Rollin' through your muthafuckin hood in the big truck
(What?) be-be-big truck (What?) be-be-big truck
Well it's
[Mo B. Dick]
Things ain't what they used to be.  
Things ain't what they used to be.

[Verse 1: Master P]
I remember back in the days it wasn't
Slow down baby

Cause you can get rugged, tough, hard like P
Tried to play my man but you couldn't touch me
You faggot, no comp' rapper on a quest
Eternal rhythms in your system so clear
No negatives, take your isms stay clear
We keep it lovely, give you what you won't hear
And Matisyahu in
taking you over it's like Ally Sheedy says she's the protagonist in your head like an anthem or a bad P.A. system or arugula or kiss me now
simply
Divine
But today when they play I could hiss them
Every bar is a jar to my system
But there's one musical instrument that I call mine

I love
on the drop
And you keep them thangs cocked -- cause we some gangsters nigga

[Master P]
My lifestyle gangster, I'm from the gutter, the bottom nigga
I learned
know, I know
Plus - 15's in the trunk (trunk) system ain't no punk (punk)
Listen to it bump (boom boom) and there she blows
(There she blows!)
She
sliding brutally through the system, the whole feeling of being digested Turned out to be nothing more that the feather-soft caresses of a juggernaut world
work
Or spend your days down in the dirt
You see things can change
Yes an' walls can come tumbling down!

Governments crack and systems fall
'Cause