Bangin' on the System Songtext
von Adam Tensta

We stand up, we don′t care to sit down (x4)

Bangin' On The System, we
Bangin′ On The System, we
Bangin' On The System, we
Bangin' Bangin′ Bangin′ Bangin'


Bangin′ for the children, we bangin' for them old folks
Every age, every color, even those who blow smokes
And where I′m from, Tensta, where the politicians move their kids from
My niggah, and they aint comin' back, now whatcha think of that
Every brother the same?
But we got every color, we are the same man
Atleast to them we are, we all immigrants
We all came from a father with fake?
Those who live on welfare, keep on takin′ your shit
But that's taxes, and fuck you, we aint takin your shit
We keep on bangin' on the system, hell yeah,
Pimp the system for the people in the school
Slaving workers in the kitchen yeah
So why you closin′ our schools ′round here?
You need to pay the teachers more 'round here
For the work that they put in with all the evil ′round here
And niggah tell me what you do if you got moved out here

Bangin' On The System, we
Bangin′ On The System, we
Bangin' On The System, we
Bangin′ Bangin' Bangin' Bangin′

Bangin′ for the sisters and the brothers in the same boat
We got the same angry, pulling the same rope
They don't like it over here, cause where we come from
How we speak it, how we walk it, just let em know some
Cause I aint pullin up my pants for nobody man
We aint lettin no police Rodney King
We seen rage shit, we seen fight shit
We seen police violating peoples rights
We show no love cause they shuttin down the corner store
So put your fingers up and show them what we bangin′ for
It's not a black and white thing, it′s a black control
So put your fingers up and show them what we bangin' for


Bangin′ On The System, we
Bangin' On The System, we
Bangin' On The System, we
Bangin′ Bangin′ Bangin' Bangin′

We stand up, we don't care to sit down x4

Bangin′ for the mothers, we bangin' for them single parents
Cause they′re the glue, give us something to stick to
So shit gon' fall apart
Cause over here sticks and stones break your bones
But the prison is what breaks your heart
Departing niggas if they find some grams on ya
And that's a long time if you don′t turn informer
So don′t ask why we bangin' on the system
They breakin′ up the fams, sendin' niggahs in imprisonment
And that′s the reason why we bang, bang, bang, bang
All day over here it's the same thing
Broke people, no gimmicks for that, pal what?
They try to shut us down, but we′re screamin' louder

Bangin' On The System, we
Bangin′ On The System, we
Bangin′ On The System, we
Bangin' Bangin′ Bangin' Bangin′