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the deal
These soft sofas leather and the phases are silk
Multitalented, multi skilled, purpose built
So we put out the balance, Stay level with the tilt

Oh fuck
Fuck the system, burn the wisdom
God I really hope that those missiles hit us
Fuck the system, burn the wisdom
God I really hope that those

Nike-A-Go-Go

Misfits

Collection II

1995

Go
It's a missile girl
In a missile world

Human tongue feels aluminum-plate
It's a missile boy
Oh oh oh oh oh
Death machine and man in love

know ow ow
The system's automatic
We're gone before we even know

Say Say You Will
Say Say You Will
Will there be a breakthrough
The missiles flying
Say

Ice-cream trucks stealing people tie em together like a rubber band
All it takes is one missile
And you all some victims
To this thing I call a system
This

Yes Sir, I Will

Crass

Christ the Bootleg

1999

versions of Feeding of the 5000
By jerks whose only fuck off to the system has been one off the wrist?
It's the Feeding of the 5 Knuckle Shuffle.

*
If

a missile

I got it in my system, catch 'em won't hit em
I just made another hitter, god damn it too hot
We treading new heights, Im like way too high
I just

a lion
Launching these missiles
In the hole like zion

Yeah
World war thr33
Everybody else down on the block but me
I’m in the skyrise high
Living

reboot

Mechanical systems, optimal
And the game is engage and take control
And I play to win
Watch it blow when I let it go, go
Mechanical systems, flesh

Overdrive up on my system
Overload I think I think too much
North Korea got the missile
Blink and then you really finna miss it all
Ya that
Hadron

taking these pills and they wrecking my system
Heartbroken, I done fell in love with a missile
I been taking drugs for the mental
Putting all my pain

the light
deploy the missiles tonight
vortex of death in my sight
fire burn tonight

a slave to all the systems
to gouge you of your eyes
cut your fucking

Get Right Witcha

Migos

C U L T U R E

2017

Middle finger up fuck the system (fuck 'em)

Yeah, coupe is robotic, I ain't touchin' (nah, skrt)
Lookin' at your hoe because she bustin' (ye, woo)

aim is official I got too much to lose, put your name on the missile
How the fuck that be your boy, you left him down in the system

You steady sayin'

tired of English names
I'm tired of wondering if the music made me insane
See the system is controlled by creators who made the game
White man white suit

a missile to my head, that shit is mad ballistic
Yeah the system had us on our knees
Fuck ‘em if they think I’ll keep the peace
Rise above it start

Interference in the
Defense zone suppress the enemy's integrated
Air defense system, protect one's own air
Power from surface-to-air missile attacks
And
Complete

understood?
This call of the sirens are shots that I'm firing are
Aimed for the heads of these bloody tyrants
Broken system in the solar system
Different

I take the blunt to the head
Blowing out a cloud of smoke
Freyser brizzle, do the drizzle
Villain shooting missiles out at folks
Yeah, I represent

slipping 
Nah you’re not gonna make me victim
Now we gonna fight your systems
Cause we know 
There’s more than prisons
And these 
Not gonna catch me slipping

me questions? Bitch
I told you how I'm livin'
Whole lot of Ecstasy in my system
Whole lot of chains, Elliante, boy
I pissed 'em (Pissed 'em)
Whole lot

your life? nope!
Walkin' round gang bangin' uh! betta
Keep that thang hangin'! uh!

Yo! - 20 lil' missiles in the clip of the 5-7
(uh)
I'm like

with friends 
No make believe 
Dont play pretend
Yea 
They sending missiles in 
They dont love u 
Want u dead 
They dont love u 
Want u dead 

Lil homie

wild on a broken stool
Gonna float around like I own the pool
And tell me if you Buddha, why would you cheat?
Missile fired at a parakeet?
Crack rats