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 the competition come. Original style like a 808 drum. So I don't run the track no. I make the track run. My momma 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 sharks on the left side. The snakes 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 can try to fill my shoes. But steady little soldier. I ain't standing next to you. I'd 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. This is something for ya people on the block to. Black out and rock to. Give you what you need. Like poppa who shot ya. Separate the weak from the obsolete. You're meek/I creep hard on impostors. And switch styles on a dime. Quick-witted y'all. Quit trippin' 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 lineup?. Bang bang. Little monkey man playing. With the big guns only get you slain. I ain't playin'. 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. Imma play the bank takedown. And no mistakes now I'm coming to get ya. I'm just a banks. You're a brainwash. Get the picture. 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. Then sings again no more. 'cause time has torn the flesh away. The early morning sings no more