System Failure by Izzo Kenpachi Lyrics
[Intro]
So say good night to the bad guy!
Come on
The last time you're gonna see a bad guy like this again
[Verse]
I kill a flow in an instant, damn
How am still I so consistent?
Don't play me too loud
When you whippin my nigga
Cause I might just fuck up your sister
He magazine, boy, got equipment
But he still ain't shit that nobody listen
Nigga, "quit rapping", you wishing
Better go fishing
You really don't have no ambition
I break the other resistance, ay
Trust me, I'm really persistent, try me
I put that blade in position, sorry
I take away your existence
Jaws to the neck in the studio
Cards on my deck I'm Yu Gi Oh
I wander beverage from Tokyo
So she could lick me like an Oreo
I get my packs, on the telephone, yes
I run back like an episode miss
Trying to do harm nigga, hell no
I stay with the arms like an elbow
Still shooting crabs in the city
They lurking so watch for the '50
7/11, let's get me
I went in that circle with 15
I walk out swerking with 50
I smoke an eight in my blunt
Just to get high as a hippie, bro
Can't even pay for the bus, damn
Nigga, your life is a pity, ay
Grip on my knife, it's like Grizzly, ay
Lean with the sprite, like I'm Simmie, fam!
Snort shit, no, better commit it, gang
All my niggas is with me
So say good night to the bad guy!
Come on
The last time you're gonna see a bad guy like this again
[Verse]
I kill a flow in an instant, damn
How am still I so consistent?
Don't play me too loud
When you whippin my nigga
Cause I might just fuck up your sister
He magazine, boy, got equipment
But he still ain't shit that nobody listen
Nigga, "quit rapping", you wishing
Better go fishing
You really don't have no ambition
I break the other resistance, ay
Trust me, I'm really persistent, try me
I put that blade in position, sorry
I take away your existence
Jaws to the neck in the studio
Cards on my deck I'm Yu Gi Oh
I wander beverage from Tokyo
So she could lick me like an Oreo
I get my packs, on the telephone, yes
I run back like an episode miss
Trying to do harm nigga, hell no
I stay with the arms like an elbow
Still shooting crabs in the city
They lurking so watch for the '50
7/11, let's get me
I went in that circle with 15
I walk out swerking with 50
I smoke an eight in my blunt
Just to get high as a hippie, bro
Can't even pay for the bus, damn
Nigga, your life is a pity, ay
Grip on my knife, it's like Grizzly, ay
Lean with the sprite, like I'm Simmie, fam!
Snort shit, no, better commit it, gang
All my niggas is with me