's got one strike against him And he's young plus he came up in the system But he's smart and he's finally makin' eighteen And his goal is to get on
? System, outta my system, outta my system System, outta my system, outta my system System, outta my system, outta my system Where did you go? I'm searching for you System
If you wanna dip on me baby go head See, Coming back home to me Cuz nobody else can put it down like me thats why you, Hang on to me, hang on to me
4X by Mista Sinister Verse One: No I.D. No time to get all excited just write it from the inside let the pen slide and spread the ink on the papyrus
door with one on the way These are the real creatures That time has forgot Not given a thought, it's the system Hate the system, what's the system?
give up Struggla, me nah give up Struggla, me nah give up Open up the gate, let my prayer rise up And I struggle everyday just to get myself up From
out of the shadows We rock the satellites All these people who criticize us well We're only saying what we're seeing with our own eyes This one way system
them Tricky Massive attack not black up here or where i be Two hours traveling so i wrote this on my feet Always living fast, people getting jumpy Where on
housin' systems Victim of Munchhausen's syndrome My whole life I was made to believe I was sick When I wasn't 'til I grew up, now I blew up It makes
town, self esteem way down Jessie made me tougher, he boxed me up My mama put me in the system, she locked me up Now this around the time that we lived on
Everyday I love you" (You said, you said) Can't get you out of system (Ooh, hoo) Out of my head Out of my future (No way) Out of my bed (No way, baby
of red'll spill N**** I'm rollin' up, system blowin', hater's glowin' up Frozen up, Range Rover truck color Coconut I used to be broke as f***, 'til I woke 'em up
GangStarr, step up, it's Hard to Earn But I change up the mode, and blow up the globe The bandit, spittin' dialect, umm Catchin' wreck umm, one, two,
rock on, you gotta rock rock on You gotta rock onrock rock on, you gotta rock rock on Rock rock on, you gotta rock rock on Rock rock on, you gotta rock
wondering why I keep my izm My style's the ultimate funk when I mic checka Cause I smoked everybody else's shit up One two checka So check
!) up my, hydroohhhhhh You know when I'm ridin I like to lay back and (hydroohhhhhh) Fire up that killer, you know? My foot slightly on the gas (gas) my system on
did wrong Run up on the cops and he hit 'em with the glock with his wig gone Sellin' rock on the big phone In the projects niggaz run up on your set
Chorus: G-Dep] One way G-Dep singing the chorus in parts I'm a find ya Getch ya, one day But I'm a find ya One Way Unngghh One day I'm a find ya and