Hide Your Money

[Chorus]
Woah, hide your money, we're up, get down!
In the streets I'll bring this till you bleed
Woah, tuck your silver cause my gangs coming
We're going uptown! You won't live for free! Woah

[Verse 1]
I'm in the streets rocking gauntlets
And serving up anybody who wants it
My missions accomplished
I never been a stranger to gang raids or conflicts
Watch me drop the offense
With one clenched
The stronghold survives
My foes have died
Then I take the reigns
Hold them and break the chains
Nobody knows
All they witnessed was hoods and black robes
Now I'll attack back to back, give them a ten minute warning, we're swarming
Their leader's enormous, traded in all my swords for a cane and it's gorgeous
You can find me riding rails, coppers don't come near
To the slums that I run with guns and cold fear
Caught by both ears, hallucinogenic darts
Starting mutinies in the heart and some would call it an art form
We're hard born, glimmer in our eye
Going to start an enterprise, tonight we all rise, better

[Chorus]
Woah, hide your money, we're up, get down!
In the streets I'll bring this till you bleed
Woah, tuck your silver cause my gangs coming
We're going uptown! You won't live for free! Woah

[Verse 2]
The industrial revolution, theory of evolution
My throwing knives can open your eyes up to a conclusion
You're losing! These twins here in the room are abusing up
Anybody we're choosing, break them just for amusement
I'll start the movement, we're always a nuisance
Maneuvering hooligans smooth we're cruising
These do gooder's using influence to turn friends
I'll burn the bridge, but my Creed is till Earths end
Perfection is wrecked when I flex it up in your section
Retracting wrist blades from necklaces, breathlessness
Check this quick, blink miss it, ring kiss it
Cause you are working for me, think vicious meets Grisham
I'm catching up on my Dickens, sick but I'm never stricken
Launching ropes up the building and slipping in through the kitchen
You could say I'm driven by something, it might be image
Or maybe it's desire to fire into your scrimmage!

[Chorus]
Woah, hide your money, we're up, get down!
In the streets I'll bring this till you bleed
Woah, tuck your silver cause my gangs coming
We're going uptown! You won't live for free! Woah