It's something for your people on the block to
Blackout 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 the dime, quick witted
Ya'll 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 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 / [bad word] 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.

I know what it takes to move on
I know how it feels to lie
All I want to do is trade this life for something new
Holding on to what I haven't got

Sitting in an empty room / Trying to forget the past
This was never meant to last
I wish it wasn't so

What was left when that fire was gone
I thought it felt right but that right was wrong
All caught up in the eye of the storm
And trying to figure out what it's like moving on
And I don't even know what kind of things I said
My mouth kept moving and my mind went dead so
Picking up the pieces now where to begin
The hardest part of ending is starting again