Until It Breaks

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 an 808 drum So I don’t run the track No I make the track run My mom taught me words my dad 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 Yeah 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 the teeth in nothing really fights Except 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’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" This is something for your people on the block to black out and rock to Give you whatcha need like: "papa who shot ya?" Separate the weak from the obsolete you’re meek I creep hard on imposters 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 will only get you slain and 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/I’m coming 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 Then sings again no more ’Cause time has torn the flesh away The early morning sings no more