system, overload [*black elvis*] the year 2005 [woman's voice] caution -- warning -- overload [*black elvis*] are you ready on the right? [woman's voice] system
a mutha when you gotta one that cannot provide for mine Lookin' at my predictament who's gonna help this sister in need Can't put the trust in the system
diamond in the rough of my rhyme Shoot a beam for the need of a dig in the times Rhyme system OS,99 sublime Hieroglyphs, science of death, MC design
Probing... inward seeking new depths within myself an odyssey through my subconscious the deeper I venture the worse it will be I don't know if I want
Yeah, I ride til I blew wit the case, through the days Use the ways, niggas talk til they blue in the face Been struggling is nothing to me, come and
called superman I said he's a fairy I do suppose Flyin' through the air in pantyhose He may be very sexy or even cute But he looks like a sucker in a blue
in my heart or my mind I?ve escaped to a place where the stars are aligned (Together forever) We hunt for a new view Like it only comes once in a blue
, quite easily Record mode set up the EQ for minus Infect it like the germs that metamorph up in your sinus As with this slang was born a new Sodom I be a Deep Blue
watched by parole task force and by the feds Cuz they know I got it for ten And they know the game ain't dead It's too late I'm deep up in it ain't nothin
In the end I hope God is impressed if I'm put to rest I did what I came to do, no time left Say my name out the blue 'cause I rhyme it the best Mic club
, don't go back and fight, too many you'll lose (And as clowns you follow suit behind the blood between the red and white and blue but it's too deep for
[Immortal Technique] Somebody talk shit to me in L.A., would never live Cause brown rolls deeper than red or blue, ever did I got bullets that'll rip
is the nuttiest for the nine six, more blades than OJ since my clict be pimps we aint buying shit we 4 deep in the grand prix, system wanna band me,Harlem
come up missin' if I'm slippin' in these County Blues Niggaz fuck around in they County Blues You might come up missin', if you snooze you lose You confused the fuckin' system
rhyme Deep in Gotham, fightin' crime No one, can save the day like Batman Robin will make you sway like that and Beat for beat, rhyme for rhyme Deep
we flew off into space And the astral gates we slipped, alright Looking back behind us To the freaks and heads we wave And off beyond our system out Until they're deep
I'm reaching out to the planet of blue Can you see me try? Can you feel me die? [B. SYSTEM ALERT] Dream Sequencer system alert warning - core processor
tone, face it, homicide cases get blown Aristocrats, politickin daily with diplomats See me I'm an official mack, Lex Coupe triple black [Cormega] Criminal thoughts in the blue