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Wreck the System Lyrics by Skribbal

Black Eyed Children

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(Skribbal)
I'm an old figher, young but I'm wiser
When I kick the real shit, fuck ya whole life up
Hyper with the steel on the right, hook my mic up
Feed on emcees like disease, that's my life blood
My stamina unsurpassed, blast you and ya manager
The massacre comin' to your town, get your camera
Splatterer, blood spillin' out, sound bombin'
Islamic young triple threat, Ali Shaheed Muhammad
(The ROC)
Can't stop me, break the dams you humans have set
No rest for me until I get a mic check
Cause what they say that's supposed to make me that deal
And I feel so great and free, rеcognize the skills so real
And I wiеld my shield but it can't be broke, post ya vote
Tellin' all you whack fucks don't drop the soap
Catch that rope a dope and sting 'em like a bee
Who the fuck is this emcee, I'm the ROC
(Skribbal)
Been on a quest to be the best, born in human flesh
Speaking with an intellect that you do not possess
I've walked through the valley of the shadow of death
I seen the rivers run red, bear witness the meth
The eyes are windows to the soul, stare into the cold
My word are weapons and my weapons reload
I been defective since inception, I was destined to blow
My insurrection resurrected my obsession with flow
Murder everything and any perpetrator
Craft my art with love, pain, knowledge, hate and anger
Dominate with flavor, peel apart these layers
And show these motherfuckers how to come up off these haters
What!
(The ROC)
I'm attached to this rap game like a baby's car seat
Beat emcees like abused wives, you'll never divorce me
Raw, see no I don't exist
Microphones delivered with explosives in the clips
Killed ya whole click, Road split, blue pill or the red one
Spotlight on me like Max Headroom, yes I am plum
Crazy out my shit when it comes to this shit
Shit on everybody but my mannequin
No rules set can ever tame me, mentals are ranging
From here heaven to hell, no you can't save me, left my ole lady
I'm a dreamer, search the stars in the night
Wish upon each one to spy and execute my orders
And any beat gets slaughtered
Your reach is halted by the skill like a navy seal maneuver like water, man
(Skribbal)
Pol Pot with the flow, bitch you know I do work
A million dead rappers face down in the dirt
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About “Wreck the System” by Skribbal

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"Wreck the System" appears on "Black Eyed Children".

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