This is for the people on the block to/ back down and rock to Give you whatcha need like Papa/Who shot ya? Seperate the weak from the obsolete, the meek, I creep hard on imposters Switch styles on the dime/Quick witted ya'll/Quit tripping I don't have time for your crying I grind tough so can you 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 slayed I ain't playing I'm just saying / You ain't gotta sliver of a chance I get ill and 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 a Banksy/You're a Brainwash, get the picture?/ It's like that.. This is the best make out i've seen of the lyrics. I don't hear any "rastas" or "Holly Grey"