TheJohnReaper

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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

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 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 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

It’s 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 [add hyphen]

Ya’ll, 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 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 Imma play the bank takedown

And no mistakes now / coming to get ya

I’m just a Banksy / you’re a Brainwash

Get the picture

Like that

Imma be that nail in your coffin

Saying that I softened

I was ducking down to reload

So you can save your petty explanations

I don’t have the patience

Before you even say it I know

You let your pride or your ego

Talk slick to me, no

That is not the way I get down

And look at how you lose your composure

Now let me show ya

Exactly how the breaking point sounds

I WANT TO SEE YOU CHOKE ON YOUR LIES

SWALLOW UP YOUR GREED

SUFFER ALL ALONE IN YOUR MISERY

What is it you want me to tell ya

I’m not the failure

I would rather live and let be

But you came with the right kind of threat to

Push me to let you

Know you can’t intimidate me

You disrespect me so clearly

Now you better hear me

That is not the way it goes down

You did it to yourself and it’s over

Now let me show ya

Exactly how the breaking point sounds

I WANT TO SEE YOU CHOKE ON YOUR LIES

SWALLOW UP YOUR GREED

SUFFER ALL ALONE IN YOUR MISERY