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the corrupted system
You ready?
I said you ready?
Alright
Cubic whatchu got cookin?

Mhmm
Mhmm
Mhmm
Uh-Huh
Let's go
Mhmm
Mhmm
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Let's get it
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False narrative on my name
But did they know you'd still play games with my head
Every night you would call me
Next day you were gone
Gone in a heart beat

Get Some Crunk in Yo System

Pastor Troy

The King of Crunk & BME Recordings Present: Trillville

2004

Get some crunk in yo system (See) 
Get some crunk in yo system (It like this right!) 
Get some crunk in yo system (I done seen them niggas) 
Get

king!
DENNIS:  Listen -- strange women lying in ponds distributing
swords is no basis for a system of government.  Supreme executive
power derives from

Get Some Crunk in Yo System

Pastor Troy

Twanked Out Down South

2004

Get some crunk in yo system (See) 
Get some crunk in yo system (It like this right!) 
Get some crunk in yo system (I done seen them niggas) 
Get

I was only six years old when I said fuck the system
(Ayo fuck the system)
Only I didn't say fuck still you get the picture
By second grade

I'm bout my guap
Cause I know that shit imperative
Used to be broke
Now I done switched up the narrative
I'm bout my guap
Cause I know that shit

not my enemy
Write a narrative cuz truth may never see the light
Who gon' give this world a proper villain break the system
Make a move make somebody

the minds
Of his audience
That there is something solemn and
Significant at stake for
Meek in all of this it gave his
Career a narrative arc
However tragic

And hide the strings
That lead to those
Who like to make the decisions
Behind the scenes
Money just another
Game that they winning
About as real

The narrative begins twins in Rebekah's womb
It's the tale of two brothers' story of niggas and Jews
Battle in the womb marks as the first in clue

cnd hide the strings
That lead to those
Who like to make the decisions
Behind the scenes
Money just another
Game that they winning
cbout as real

Who's gonna save our children

Our children dry your eyes
Dry your eyes
The system failed and made you cry
Made you cry
To much political games, have

I dont believe in nothing they say. Its all rhetoric.
Rewrote the storylines presented with false evidence.
Shell game without no ball so how you

I dont believe in nothing they say. Its all rhetoric.
Rewrote the storylines presented with false evidence.
Shell game without no ball so how you

equipped
Global positioning systems
A grid to grip us in the system abyss
Cease and desist if u resist
It’s an official arrest
For every illness it

Fry em on a plate and play the piper 
I don't play narratives 
I know every player in the game 
cnd every play that they making 
Making our pain

haggard, and tryin'… (Oh you're tryin') to flip the script on me
You're telling everyone you can this whole false narrative, and tryin' to screw me over

I’m sensitive 
Never breaking hearts, that’s my narrative 
Now I’m fixing mine so embarrassing 
This ain’t my mistake, but I pay for it

Got a bad bitch

to be complacent at your nine to five
Kneel down before the hand that feeds until the day you die
Don't try to question how the system works
You're out

system-system
Get out my system-system

One two way high, the way I
Drum contain 9, no K9
Run from game I, do play right
Used to say I, I used to say that I
Would

to (Who do we run to)
In the belly of beasts
I imagine we slayin' dragons
While facin' our demons
The system’s long standing interest
In the blood of our

you were the winner
After all you were just another fucking quitter
Act like Sonic but you cheat the system you're a spitter
You can't swallow sometimes

the system
We want something new
But the system and its false narrative
And misrepresentation of our reality continues to make you feel like you cannot do