No Rivalry

[Intro]
Put your hands up
No
What?
I said no
Why not?
I don't want to
But I got a gun
I don't care
Th-that doesn't make any sense
Too bad
(Put em up put em up) (x2)

[Verse 1: Mr. Grey]
I walk in the place with a shotgun
Yo
In your face like gimme what you got son
How many fucks have I got to give hey yo I got none
I wanna take this whole fucking world hostage
The modest mouse floats down
Like Georgie's arm feeds mouths
The wolves learn to breathe while the sheeps bleed out
Don't deal with the devil or it's death bed cup head
You can't run and hide when your fucking fade been fed
I want your soul and your allеgiance
All my ghosts and my heathens
Bеlieve if you breathen
Just remember the reason
Freight training
Street treason
Off the wheels no nose bleeding
Still on the treason
Till the next dimension of freedom
So stick your mouthafucking hands up
Don't need no money
No soap opera
Wanna shock your chakra
What they did like Frank Sinatra
Yo
This spirit molecule my future step up

[Hook: Mr. Grey & ClockworC]
Stick 'em up (blah blah)
This is a robbery
We stealing everybodies no rivalry
Stick 'em up (blah blah)
This is a robbery
We stealing all yo bitches hearts no rivalry
Stick 'em up
I am the devil with no more fuckery
Stick 'em up
The [?] with no apology
Stick 'em up
[?] in me
Stick 'em up
Taking everything god I can be

[Verse 2: ClockworC]
I treat the mic like a Vulcan walking
Volcanoe erupting
Beat yo barking ass to death
And change your name is Robert Paulson
I'mma douse 'em of this rap game with wage in the streets
And crime pays so give me them souls and them pesos G
AK of a brain got a bullet with your name
Never vacay better make haste with a bank
Gotta murdered out gang that'll pay bang bang
Go go Cobra Kai just sweep the leg
If yo skinny jeans sell willy jeannies
Mothafuckas be my sons daddy's
Home from war but he never came back and
Buy whole lots of guns
Accessories are but ski masks a gat and some black gloves
Getting the cash I go I spin and leave 'em froze with hands up
Don't act tough bro
Leave your comatose and bloody clothes no
Rest for the wicked I ain't slept since '94 so
Wrote to where they all float
When I save your soul they just sell it to me for the low
Or I cop it for that pay up price of a nine millimeter straight to the dome
Or I'll pay god with a magnifying glass through the streets
Cause I'm that tin man baby get no love from me

[Hook: Mr. Grey & ClockworC]
Stick 'em up (blah blah)
This is a robbery
We stealing everybodies no rivalry
Stick 'em up (blah blah)
This is a robbery
We stealing all yo bitches hearts no rivalry
Stick 'em up
I am the devil with no more fuckery
Stick 'em up
The [?] with no apology
Stick 'em up
[?] in me
Stick 'em up
Taking everything god I can be

[Bridge: Mr. Grey]
You no white light we the dark energy
[Proving?] everything black on symphony
Ain't no bright light if you ain't no friend of me
You go night night I put that shit on everything
You no white light we the dark energy (oh no)
[Proving?] everything black on symphony (oh no)
Ain't no bright light if you ain't no friend of me (oh no)
You go night night I put that shit on everything (no no)

[Hook: Mr. Grey & ClockworC]
Stick 'em up (blah blah)
This is a robbery
We stealing everybodies no rivalry
Stick 'em up (blah blah)
This is a robbery
We stealing all yo bitches hearts no rivalry
Stick 'em up
I am the devil with no more fuckery
Stick 'em up
The [?] with no apology
Stick 'em up
[?] in me
Stick 'em up
Taking everything god I can be