It goes a one, two, three I was born with the hunger of a lion, the strength of a sun I don't need to sweat it when a competition come Original style like an 808 drum So I don't run the track, no, I make the track run My mama taught me words, my daddy built rockets I put 'em both together now, tell me what I got It's a pretty smart weapon, I can shoot it, I can drop it But learn to respect it 'cause you clearly can't stop it Like that It ain't over 'Cause the shark's on the left side, the snake's on the right And anything you do, they wanna get a little bite It really doesn't matter if you're wrong or if you're right 'Cause once they get their teeth in, nothing really fights And as for me, I do it like I got nothing to lose And you can run your mouth like you could try to fill my shoes But steady, little soldier, I ain't standing next to you I'll be laying on the ground before you're even in my view Like that Give me the strength of the rising sun Give me the truth of the words unsung And when the last bells ring The poor men sing Bring me to kingdom come It's something for your people on the block to black out and rock to Give you what you need like poppa, who shot you Separate the weak from the obsolete You're the meek, I creep hard on impostors And switch styles on a dime, quick-witted y'all Quit tripping, I don't have time for your crying I grind tough, sucker, 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 only get you slain I ain't playing, I'm just saying You ain't got a sliver of a chance I get iller, I deliver while you quiver in your pants So shake, shake down, money, here's the breakdown You can play the bank, I'mma play the bank take-down And no mistakes now, coming to get you I'm just a Banksy, you're a Brainwash, get the picture? It's like that We swim against the rising waves And crash against the shore The body bends until it breaks The early morning sings no more So rest your head It's time to sleep And dream of what's in store The body bends until it breaks And sings again no more 'Cause time has torn the flesh away The early morning sings no more
[00:01.29]It goes a one, two, three [00:04.08]I was born with the hunger of a lion, the strength of a sun [00:07.83]I don't need to sweat it when a competition come [00:10.98]Original style like an 808 drum [00:13.82]So I don't run the track, no, I make the track run [00:16.95]My mama taught me words, my daddy built rockets [00:19.89]I put 'em both together now, tell me what I got [00:22.93]It's a pretty smart weapon, I can shoot it, I can drop it [00:26.03]But learn to respect it 'cause you clearly can't stop it [00:28.97]Like that [00:34.44]It ain't over [00:35.35]'Cause the shark's on the left side, the snake's on the right [00:38.49]And anything you do, they wanna get a little bite [00:41.53]It really doesn't matter if you're wrong or if you're right [00:44.47]'Cause once they get their teeth in, nothing really fights [00:47.62]And as for me, I do it like I got nothing to lose [00:50.65]And you can run your mouth like you could try to fill my shoes [00:53.70]But steady, little soldier, I ain't standing next to you [00:56.70]I'll be laying on the ground before you're even in my view [00:59.63]Like that [01:06.02]Give me the strength of the rising sun [01:11.98]Give me the truth of the words unsung [01:17.36]And when the last bells ring [01:20.06]The poor men sing [01:21.59]Bring me to kingdom come [01:25.27]It's something for your people on the block to black out and rock to [01:28.93]Give you what you need like poppa, who shot you [01:32.32]Separate the weak from the obsolete [01:34.35]You're the meek, I creep hard on impostors [01:37.64]And switch styles on a dime, quick-witted y'all [01:40.37]Quit tripping, I don't have time for your crying [01:43.21]I grind tough, sucker, make your mind up [01:45.54]Are you in the firing squad or are you in the line-up? [01:48.44]Bang, bang, little monkey man playing [01:51.02]With the big guns only get you slain [01:53.31]I ain't playing, I'm just saying [01:54.88]You ain't got a sliver of a chance [01:56.34]I get iller, I deliver while you quiver in your pants [01:59.95]So shake, shake down, money, here's the breakdown [02:02.69]You can play the bank, I'mma play the bank take-down [02:05.63]And no mistakes now, coming to get you [02:08.22]I'm just a Banksy, you're a Brainwash, get the picture? [02:10.50]It's like that [02:22.00]We swim against the rising waves [02:27.52]And crash against the shore [02:33.25]The body bends until it breaks [02:38.82]The early morning sings no more [02:50.03]So rest your head [02:52.36]It's time to sleep [02:55.61]And dream of what's in store [03:01.33]The body bends until it breaks [03:06.75]And sings again no more [03:12.42]'Cause time has torn the flesh away [03:18.05]The early morning sings no more
