James Franken - The System lyrics

[Verse 1: James Franken] We was puffin' the reefa Bumpin' the speakers 'til the jake stopped, race started Pumpin' my sneakers It was late So I ain't wanna get caught up, wit the coppas And I ain't tryna see curfew so it's f** the polices I trust in my leader Ain't god, it's my vision man So I started Hoppin' fences runnin' into thangs Just to think, this is all over somebody else's dividends If I ain't pick up either I wouldn't be in this business, man I lost a lotta breath Stopped so I could rest Saw the flood light from across the other fence Got under a porch just so I could spark this cigarette While cops circle the block cuz they cause a lotta stress And its hot up in this nest I'll probably endeavor a lotta pressure Whatever cause I'mrey lost and its whats best I gotta find myself, eventually I'll end up findin' d**h And I bet, that I'ma see time before I lie in rest S'why I pray [Chorus: ?henom] And I pray, and I pray, and I pray, and I'm prey Thinkin' I'm fallin' victim to the system err'day Don't get me wrong man, cuz I love the USA But I hate Red, White and Blue, cuz it means they're on the way X2 [Verse 2: ?henom] Popo on my tip Hop the locomotive Solo local rollin' from the pigs With hopes of goin' global Let my vocal lava drip Posted like a package On the avenue Runnin' gambits but gotta keep my wits Cuz a hungry fiend And under-covers seem to be a team Seasoned with schemes Never dealt heaters, keep it clean Got a better sight In the dead of nights Sensin' red and white Like confederate flags Don't get tagged with a crime Riding behind the bacon is basically bad enough 'specially if those felonies are steady addin' up I got the raddest luck Pray I don't get caught up in the moment Cuz mama might wanna move me from from the C like she Moses And the C is where my homies, hoes and mostly where my home is I know I need to lay lower but lately I slang to stoners And I blow up Stow my f**in' dough in the socks Cuz if the cops come they'll wonder where I'm gettin' the guap Cuz I ain't f**in' with THE system The jury hates the TC Even god as my witness They still is givin' me fifty to life And that's just f**ed up Youngin tryna make a come up Run up showin' their gunners Surrender, and lie in gutters Made a promise to mother Never be caught in cells Lately I'm realizin' That I've been closer to hell And even though the 5-0 no longer catchin' me smell They still try to catch me slippin' With intention to sell Might as well [Chorus] x2 [Outro: James Franken & ?henom] And I pray x16 And they prey x5 [James Franken] These ma'f**as cray man We the predators [?henom] Man, f** the motherf**in' system man fu*k the system