This is something for your people on the block to/black out and rock to Give you whatcha need like Papa/Who shot ya Separate the weak from the obsolete, you're meek, I creep hard on imposters And switch styles on the dime/Quick witted ya’ll Quit tripping I don’t have time for your crying I grind tough, sucka, make your mind up Are you in the firing squad or are you in the line-up? Bang bang/Little monkey man playing
With the big guns will only get you slain and I ain’t playing I’m just saying You ain’t gotta sliver of a chance I get iller, I deliver/While you quiver in your pants So shake shake down/Money, here’s the break down You can play the bank/I’ma play the bank take down And no mistakes now/I’m coming to getcha I’m just a Banksy/You’re a brainwash, get the picture? It’s like that...