South Park - The System

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[Verse 1]

This Ones for those on the dead end street

I hope one day I see yo benz creep

hustlin hard to make all they ends meet

S-P got the Bentley

watch for the jealousy that most friends keep

I used to be just like you

all I can do is thank god cause he blessed me

slangin crack rock on the avenue

most of my clients like they cane on the rocks

Packin glocks and runnin from cops

Gun shots like 2 blocks away

I wonda who the fuck caught a hot one today

Neva mind cause I don't wanna know

One second things is lookin beautiful

I just lost two good friends in the row



the next second you're the star of the funeral

[Chorus]

All my friends are in the dead end street

Sum locked up and sum are R-i-P

You cant win there aint no way no how

Clock your change and get the fuck on out



[Verse 2]

Sunny Side money makers

We was Pirex shakers

In Hillwood we had rocks big as now and laterz

Quick snappers the store where we slung at

Everybody knew me for my hundred packs

my car was so clean kids was lookin up to me

Across the street was law elementry

They wanna be like me a tru hustla

The dope deala I aint tryina brag but

cause they daddy drives an old gas guzzla

fuck watchin roaches tryina climb out my bath tub

I was a hard head tryina be a drug lord

slow my roll nah homie what the fuck for

im in the 2 bed trailor man im dirt poor

when hurricanes would kome id run next door

to my homies house his name is huet hodges

we gonna make out this ghetto man I promise



[Verse 3]



[Chorus]

99 percent of all criminals are dope dealers

And the One percent that made it was pure luck

get busted by bullets or fuckin squeelers

but even he'll tell that his life aint worth a fuck

and in his mind he was shot a thousand times

cause in his mind he was caught a thousand times

Without peace there can be no happiness

Im not sure exaclty what my religion is

I just know I thank god for my little kids

I wear a cross around my neck like the catholics

then they arrest us after we done make it big

this is the baddest sellin drugs like sum guinnie pigs

and any cash that we might have hidden

they take our money our cars and our houses

goes to the system tryin to stay out of prison

now tell me whos really sellin the ounces



[Chorus] - repeat 2X

														   

														   



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