Hold Up

The story is mundane, plain John, plain Jane Tame in the same lane, everyday the same rain Feeling the same pain, tired of the paper game Cracked under the strain, planned every damn thing Switched off the main gain, pulled out the main gain The main aim is maintain, fame is the end game Wages are minimum, counting every shilling of them Tennant in a tenement, wealth sweet like cinnamon Don't wanna be killing men, but the debt needs filling in Rob with no sentiment, escape holes they're drilling them Don't move, put your hands up! stand in a stanza Extravaganza , man up, pull your pants up Follow the dollar, the caller who hollers For favour you labour, for a taste of the flavour Take a cut of the cheesecake, jelly your knees make Shoot, your enemies break, hostages, please take Gotta man on the outside, ships in at high tide Just let the time bide, try not to die fried Close your eyes and listen, I see a guy who's high on a mission Defies definition, by your submission Try, do or die in high definition Above all suspicion Stay on the same theme, not on the same team Smooth op James Dean, money making machines How they getting outta there, pigs got them surrounded Gun shout sounded, moved but they floundered Who's got the low down, speed up slow down Swag ready to go now, who knows what's going down Exit the tunnel and enter the daylight Stay low and stay tight, the payday 'll pay right...