[Verse 1 Mr. Systematic] Kids want to give daps to me Spittin their little raps to me Im forced to grab the mic, turn the jam to a catastrophe NSA, CIA, fucking GREEN PEACE is after me Im getting paper, rain forest decreases rapidly Packin trees, get the munchies Then eat an MCs mac and cheese, because theyre lackin steez I produce the goods like factories, thats got these bitches askin Jeeves Howd he get so sick? Now everybody wants to catch disease Treat beef like Iraqi thieves Caught more bodies than tobacky leaves Dont test this Leaving cats breathless like too much asbestos You need to respect...dis Dont disrespect See what I did there? With lyrics that split your fucking lidhair Its your first time in the show, but try to act like you been there Dont disrespect! Making ghosts hit the deck with this gross intellect Get them closer to death with every dose they inject Now you want to repent with only dos seconds left? Its Mr. Systematic, aint no close second best [Hook] Sun sets in the west Rises in the east As slugs gets in your chest My bread rises with the yeast You trying to get a piece? Or you trying to get deceased? Punks be getting greased In enterprises of a beast
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