This song is in my head today…….

(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 an eight-oh-eight 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 small 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 nothin’ to lose
And you can run your mouth like you could try to fill my shoes
But steady little soldier/I ain’t standin’ 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 large bells ring/The poor men sing
Bring me to kingdom come

It’s something for ya people on the block to
Blackout and rock to/Give you what you need
Like “Papa who shot you?”/Separate the weak from the obsolete
Your meek/I creep hard on imposters
And switch styles on a dime/Quick-witted y’all
Quit trippin’ 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 only get you slain
I ain’t playin’/I’m just sayin
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 break down
You can play the bank/I’ma play the bank take down
And no mistakes now, comin’ to getcha
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

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