System Blower
Death Grips Lyrics


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Yeah we came to blow your system
You know what I'm sayin'
Kill it or die
Braggin' about how you
Had it all dialed
Well whats up now
When your shit is
How I'm comin, why I'm slingin'
Where I'm from and what I'm bringin'
Tell your cousins best stop sleepin' 'cause I'm bustin' for no reason at random murder
Killing season

But no one heard me
Cold blood creepin'
Full tilt swervin'
Through your bleedin'
System burnin' to its knees and
Beggin' for mercy while I'm leanin'
Hard ta da left
And clockin' a gripsin' da death pockets of da head knock rhythm

System blower system over

Yeah we came to blow your system
You know what I'm sayin'
Kill it or die
Braggin' about how you
Had it all dialed
Well whats up now
When your shit is

Stupid dopefiend beat low hung blood spray all over
Da death stomp drums
Scum worshiping
Speaker ripping
Pun2k weight holding heretics
Boundary reapin'
Frequency freakin'
Out till we're like that track sound so sick

System blower

Got heads jumpin' out their skin
Talkin' 'bout come on
Death grip me again
No need to wonder if
Its gonna crack
Hell no you can bet
We're fit ta burn the
House to da ground
Soon as the sound gets checked
System blower

Yeah we came to blow your system
You know what I'm sayin'
Kill it or die
Braggin' about how you
Had it all dialed
Well whats up now
When your shit is

Yeah trick go fetch my whip
Gotta let a mark know
Who hes fuckin' wit
Ruthlessly skin a chump
Just for kicks
Can't fuck wit dis
Sadomaso-kiss my fist
Suck my dick, its not cool
I'm too sick, what time is it
System blower, systems over

Deep in da klink base
Cut straight to da chase
Like a triple shot of 180 proof
Kill-o-watts riots audio violence
Breaks your windows and
Takes all da loot

System blower, systems over

Silver coin on your eyes
Forever closed
Raise the dead
How long I been tired of that old
Can't nod my head





Shit is over
System blower

Overall Meaning

"System Blower" by Death Grips is a song about destruction and rebellion. The lyrics suggest the desire to dismantle a system that forces people to conform, perpetuating its power and control over their lives. The song is aggressive and confrontational, calling for an uprising against the status quo. The chorus "Yeah we came to blow your system / You know what I'm sayin' / Kill it or die" sets the tone for the track, as the lyrics criticize those who have become complacent and boastful about their successes, only to be brought down by the forces of change that they once ignored. The rap verses describe a renegade-like figure who is unafraid to embrace chaos, to move against the crowd and to stir controversy. The lines "Killing season / But no one heard me / Cold blood creepin'" depict the feelings of being overlooked, unheard, and dismissed by the mainstream. The bridge, "Got heads jumpin' out their skin / Talkin' 'bout come on / Death grip me again" is a reminder of the power of freedom, of the ability to shock and awe, of the feeling of being alive amidst chaos and uncertainty. The song closes with the lines "Silver coin on your eyes / Forever closed / Raise the dead / How long I been tired of that old / Can't nod my head / Shit is over / System blower." The final lines suggest the idea of rebirth, of bringing something new into existence, of breaking away from the past and starting anew. It is a call to action for those who want to create something new, to stand up against oppressive forces, to resist the temptations of safety and conformity.


Line by Line Meaning

Yeah we came to blow your system
We are here to disrupt and dismantle your existing systems and structures.


You know what I'm sayin'
Do you understand the severity of the situation?


Kill it or die
Either we will be successful in our efforts, or we will face the consequences of failure.


Braggin' about how you Had it all dialed Well whats up now When your shit is
All those times you boasted about your success, what do you have to say now that everything is collapsing?


How I'm comin, why I'm slingin' Where I'm from and what I'm bringin' Tell your cousins best stop sleepin' 'cause I'm bustin' for no reason at random murder Killing season
This is a warning to those who want to step in our way. I'll be coming hard and violent at any given moment. You better watch out.


But no one heard me
Despite my previous warnings, no one heeded my call to action.


Cold blood creepin'
Our actions are calculated, precise, and unemotional.


Full tilt swervin'
Our approach is reckless and dangerous, with no regard for the safety of anyone or anything.


Through your bleedin'
We don't care what condition you're in, we'll continue to push forward.


System burnin' to its knees and Beggin' for mercy while I'm leanin' Hard ta da left And clockin' a gripsin' da death pockets of da head knock rhythm
Despite the chaos we've caused, we're still in control, dancing to our own beat and revelling in the destruction we've caused.


System blower system over
Our mission to destroy your system is completed.


Stupid dopefiend beat low hung blood spray all over Da death stomp drums Scum worshiping Speaker ripping Pun2k weight holding heretics Boundary reapin' Frequency freakin' Out till we're like that track sound so sick
The sounds we make are aggressive, violent, and senseless. We're not defined by society's rules or conventions, and we'll push boundaries and borders as far as they'll go.


Got heads jumpin' out their skin Talkin' 'bout come on Death grip me again No need to wonder if Its gonna crack Hell no you can bet We're fit ta burn the House to da ground Soon as the sound gets checked System blower
Our music is so intense that it physically affects you. You can't help but want more, even if it's hurting you. We have the power to destroy everything around us, and we'll use it when we need to.


Yeah trick go fetch my whip Gotta let a mark know Who hes fuckin' wit Ruthlessly skin a chump Just for kicks Can't fuck wit dis Sadomaso-kiss my fist Suck my dick, its not cool I'm too sick, what time is it System blower, systems over
We'll intimidate and abuse anyone who gets in our way, and we'll do it with a smile on our face. We're not afraid of anyone or anything, and we're fully aware of our power.


Deep in da klink base Cut straight to da chase Like a triple shot of 180 proof Kill-o-watts riots audio violence Breaks your windows and Takes all da loot
We operate in the shadows, with no regard for the law or morality. Our music incites violence and chaos, and we'll take what we want without a second thought.


Silver coin on your eyes Forever closed Raise the dead How long I been tired of that old Can't nod my head Shit is over System blower
We've reached the end of the line, and there's no turning back. The death and destruction we've caused is irreversible, and we'll go out with a bang.




Lyrics © WARP MUSIC LIMITED
Written by: Andrew Morin, Stefan Corbin Burnett, Zachary Charles Hill

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@Teesdale2010

I sing this to my daughter every night before bed

@bleach5053

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@noahbarbosa6500

s a d o m a s o - k i s s m y f i s t s u c k m y d i c k

@JamesGormleyMusic

Teesdale2010 lucky girl.

@alexswagger939

I think she's completely noided now!

@matanmeir1283

Dead

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@Cowrey

the fact that they sampled a tennis match for this is amazing

@SeyMotor

and a train!

@dgSolidarity

Actually, it's more of an elevated subway system.
The distinctive sound comes from mid-80s era linear induction motor technology.

@mathieumaxwell

dgSolidarity skytrain?

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