Banksy

Lights camera action
I'm coming out blasting
AR 15 with the bump
Stock attachment
I don't even know what the
Authorities was askin
These fuck boys posing like they Kimmy Kardahsian
I'm next level. Jet setter. Never settle
Baguette bezel just to make her feel special
Uh
I don't even think they understand
This is art reincarnated From the mother land
Still puttin mother fuckers in them undercover vans
Make me wanna start dumping like I was the son of Sam
If these bullets don't get through to you maybe nothing can
Frustrated from another brother getting hunted down
BOP. That's the sound of the freedom ringing
Beautiful like Aretha singing
All the while I'm counting Franklins
Gold chain swinging while I'm flowing like Langston

I'm masked up like Banksy
Your bullshit down break me down
I'm masked up like Banksy
Your bullshit don't break me
Down, down, down, down
Down, down, down, down

Cut the cameras fuck the caption
Survival through adaption
Chopper for distractions
Addition through subtraction
Double back flip it then I get into expansion
This is just an algorithm lifting your redactions
I'm top level, something like I'm Doc Jekyll
Rottweiler. Glock 9 got several
See me one on one, another punk mother fucker with a badge and a gun
They're still putting kids in cages this shot is outrageous
Testify they spraying pesticides on our babies
Shit is genocide, then they gentrify the Avenue
This is Machiavelli with a Che Guevara attitude
Still got these extended clips, hollow tips for emphasis
Got these fed's heads spinning something like an exorcist
And they're putting drugs everywhere
I feel like an exterminator, finding bugs everywhere

I'm masked up like Banksy
Your bullshit down break me down
I'm masked up like Banksy
Your bullshit don't break me
Down, down, down, down
Down, down, down, down



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Writer(s): Matt Mcdermott
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