Fuck The System
Mr. Evil Lyrics


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'Cause we gonna shake the block
They love us, we hate the cops
I'm coming off of the top
Don't care if I own it, I'll die for my block
I just want me some respect
If not, that red beam up at his neck
I just took off my connect
'Cause his bitch in the back, tryna give me neck, ahh
I'm moving that white shit straight from the 80's
Won't appear no where if them niggas won't pay me
I scream fuck the system but hope they don't hang me
I'm moving base like I'm signed to the Yankees
Oh, I mean the Marlins, I'm in Miami
Feds on my block then I turnt into Danny
Phantom, my bitch got the crack in her fanny
Pull up in a Ghost but slide in a Camry, damn
The feds 'bouta look up
I don't know shit about a nigga who took sum
Why the feds on my ass tryna book sum
'Bout my past, they know that I shook sum
Got the white for the low like Betty
Up that drake at his face if he fuck with my fetty
Hit his meatball we 'gone see his spaghetti
In other words, we 'gone get up and get ready
'Cause we gonna shake the block
They love us, we hate the cops
I'm coming off of the top
Don't care if I own it, I'll die for my block
I just want me some respect
If not, that red beam up at his neck
I just took off my connect
'Cause his bitch in the back, tryna give me neck, ahh

Overall Meaning

In Mr. Evil's song "Fuck The System," the lyrics depict a narrative of defiance against authority, particularly law enforcement, and a commitment to loyalty towards one's community and values. The opening lines, "Cause we gonna shake the block, They love us, we hate the cops," set the tone of rebellion and a desire to disrupt the established societal norms. The artist expresses a willingness to risk everything, even their life, for the sake of their neighborhood, stating, "Don't care if I own it, I'll die for my block."


There is a strong emphasis on respect and power dynamics throughout the lyrics, with the artist asserting their demand for respect and the consequences if it is not given, as highlighted in the lines, "I just want me some respect, If not, that red beam up at his neck." This showcases a sense of self-importance and the use of violence as a means of maintaining authority and dominance in their environment.


The mention of illicit activities such as drug dealing and references to the 80s and past eras suggest a nostalgia for a time when the artist perceives things were simpler or more profitable. The line, "I'm moving that white shit straight from the 80's," reflects an unapologetic approach to illegal activities, further reinforced by the declaration, "Won't appear nowhere if them niggas won't pay me." The artist expresses their disdain for the system, yet acknowledges the risks involved, stating, "I scream fuck the system but hope they don't hang me."


The lyrics also touch upon themes of paranoia and evasion of law enforcement, with references to being pursued by the authorities, as illustrated in the lines, "Feds on my block then I turned into Danny." There is a sense of resilience and defiance in the face of adversity, as the artist navigates a life of criminality and the constant threat of being caught. Overall, the song conveys a blend of bravado, loyalty, and rebellion against societal norms and structures, framing the artist as a figure who operates outside the boundaries of legality while asserting their own code of honor and power within their community.


Line by Line Meaning

'Cause we gonna shake the block
We are going to make a significant impact in our neighborhood


They love us, we hate the cops
Our community supports us, but we have a strong dislike for law enforcement


I'm coming off of the top
I am expressing myself freely and without hesitation


Don't care if I own it, I'll die for my block
I am willing to sacrifice anything for the well-being of my neighborhood


I just want me some respect
I crave acknowledgment and admiration from others


If not, that red beam up at his neck
If not, I am prepared to resort to violence to defend my pride


I just took off my connect
I severed ties with my supplier


'Cause his bitch in the back, tryna give me neck, ahh
Because his girlfriend is showing interest in me


I'm moving that white shit straight from the 80's
I am distributing cocaine reminiscent of the 1980s era


Won't appear no where if them niggas won't pay me
I will not do business if I am not compensated


I scream fuck the system but hope they don't hang me
I openly defy authority, but fear the consequences of my actions


I'm moving base like I'm signed to the Yankees
I am trafficking drugs as if I am a professional baseball player


Oh, I mean the Marlins, I'm in Miami
Correction, I am referring to the Miami Marlins


Feds on my block then I turnt into Danny
When law enforcement is present, I pretend to be innocent


Phantom, my bitch got the crack in her fanny
My partner is concealing illegal substances


Pull up in a Ghost but slide in a Camry, damn
Arrive in a luxurious car but switch to a more modest vehicle


The feds 'bouta look up
Law enforcement is about to investigate


I don't know shit about a nigga who took sum
I have no knowledge about a person who stole something


Why the feds on my ass tryna book sum
Why is law enforcement targeting me for criminal charges


'Bout my past, they know that I shook sum
Regarding my history, they are aware that I have been involved in criminal activities


Got the white for the low like Betty
I have cocaine available at a discounted price


Up that drake at his face if he fuck with my fetty
I am prepared to draw my weapon if someone threatens my money


Hit his meatball we 'gone see his spaghetti
In the event of an altercation, the consequences may be severe


In other words, we 'gone get up and get ready
To put it simply, we will prepare ourselves for any potential conflicts




Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Written by: Brandon Puckett

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