Worthiest Sons - Fuck the System Lyrics

F*ck the system, you know how we do!

F*ck the system... (I'm gone)
South on the 110, on a mission with the New King
I can't complain, cuz you know we doing it big
Swinging them things, similar to flying a plane
But never similar to mothaf*ckas bombing in vain
Explode! Over the LA. basin and you know
That we be kicking the bass in
Giving a f*ck, granted we embellish the luck
We rough in the cut, West Side - throwing it up
(We pushing) You better check nuts!
Weak mothaf*ckas always spilling they guts
We tying'em up, drag'em by the face on the lot
Finish'em up, drown'em in the pool in the park

Motherf*ck the system!
Say Goddamn!