Soundsystem Songtext
von Dujeous

Let me take just a minute and a half of this song
To right the wrongs along the lines of the city
My home base, old money with no space, unpretty

Like Chilli on the block sippin′ Henny
The mayor is hated by many, 'cause when he lied
Plenty died at the hands of klans and blew without any

Formal training, abnormally aiming
At the backs of any black brothers who changed things
Then he switched fast his bitch-ass position
Mission impossible, visiting hospitals

My nostrils flare with indignation


Wishing his own Gestapo would flip
And turn his honor to an in-patient
Insatiable, wants to head a nation
Elevation of attendance at the polls, yo
Send him on a spaceship, kids, tell him to roll
Call me the Challenger, I′ll make it certain he explodes
For the others, the journey to Earth will be a safe road
Re-entry, you burn up from the fire of my flow, yo
Niggas is scared of revolution, ask Prince
Political power can leave you in the past tense

Therefore a need for suppressing the madness
On the microphone confessing I'm one of the baddest, yo

The sound system is live, the sound system is live
The sound system is live, the sound system is live
The sound system is live, the sound system is live
The sound system is live, the sound system is live

Chill, as how my pits drip on a cold night (On a cold night)
The climate is ripe with radiation (With radiation)
It's like the nuclear urban sky formed some
Sort of insulation (Some sort of insulation)
I drop the down of a dead bird (Of a dead bird)
His universal thoughts manifest in my words (Manifest in my words)
As I tread upon entrails and turds (Entrails and turds)
It puts a wrench in my stomach and my toes curl
There′s something fucking with my nose, girl

I sneeze at the sight, little women laughing
As they step in the light, they expose their grill to the fight
The Goddess is gone
Long since I wondered about the words to a song


I got the rings as I′m married to the scene
That's the thing that made my back burn and my skin sting

Off the cuff, over the wing
I improvise my flight as I bring
Food for thought to abandoned market grounds
Where shit never gets bought
Somehow cats always get caught for selling

It′s not a form or means of rebelling
It's just a city that′s swelling
The sound system is live

The sound system is live, the sound system is live
The sound system is live, the sound system is live
The sound system is live, the sound system is live
The sound system is live, the sound system is live

Watch me, watch me, hi-definition like Hitachi
Giuliani's blocks, city ordinance couldn′t stop me
I love shows, pretty audience members clock me
But some of them hoes got big noses like Shock G

It don't matter though, I'm zoomin′ at mach 3
Keeping the sound system live as the way that hip-hop be
Tip-top three, that′s Rhetoric, Mojo, and Mos Def
Some cats front, but baby, don't worry, you gots we
We rock shit that make your tushy twist and make your woofers drip
Tweeters tweak in that perfect pitch, blue collar workmanship
Pertinent, stickin′ to earthy occurrences
Certainly one hundred percent pure, with no preservatives, yo

The sound system is live, the sound system is live
The sound system is live, the sound system is live
The sound system is live, the sound system is live
The sound system is live, the sound system is live
The sound system is live, the sound system is live
The sound system is live, the sound system is live
The sound system is live, the sound system is live
The sound system is live, the sound system is live