Banjo Lyrics

Suckas out here getting played like a banjo

Handy with the iron or the steel like I'm Mando

No place for the hunted, I'm about to go Rambo

Sticking to my guns in a raid like I'm Banjo

Suckas out here getting played like a banjo

Sent back in a zip, get dropped like cargo

Everybody in the battle getting lit like a candle

Sticking to my guns in a raid like I'm Banjo

Hunter, prey, no escape

Follow you around like a shadow whether night or day

Never see the light again, dumped in Manila Bay

Families in funerals singing like Manila Grey

You won't even know what hit you

Never see me coming like Obito with the jutsu

Bodies started rolling on the ground like Jiu-Jitsu

Who's who?

The acid got 'em looking like beef stew

No place for the weak

No rest, no sleep, seven days of the week

Draw blade from the sheath, go hide when I seek

Hear my name on repeat, Nightmare On Elm Street

Like an animal surrounded, no place for the hunted

Face plastered on the walls coz I'm wanted

BANJO!

Blood for blood that's how it goes

Bodies in the hundreds

It doesn't matter where you go

No place for the hunted

The deeper you go in, be careful not to slip

They'll make you kill your own brother just to see if you'll commit

They'll make you deal your own sister just to see if you can pimp

Make you give up your ideals, make you turn into their gimp

Now can you get into the biz?

Can you pretend you're one of them?

Do you have it in your heart to cut your fam out like a stem?

And the only cure to this is a bullet to the head

All the scars in your body, they exist, so you remember

Once upon a time I was just a simple man

Follow orders on command

Faking honour with a badge

See this made me who I am undercover in a gang

Out to punish everybody in the way like I'm Frank so

Let me paint you a picture like Van Gogh

And paint the town red like I'm Django

Hundred rounds from the chopper make 'em dance like Fernando

And when the dust settles, no sound like a panto

Ssshhh

BANJO!

Blood for blood that's how it goes

Bodies in the hundreds

It doesn't matter where you go

No place for the hunted

Blood for blood that's how it goes

Bodies in the hundreds

It doesn't matter where you go

No place for the hunted

Suckas out here getting played like a banjo

No place for the hunted, I'm about to go Rambo

Suckas out here getting played like a banjo

Sticking to my guns in a raid like I'm Banjo

No place for the hunted