Make their feets get wet and funky up in they under arms
While little kids hide this tape from their parents like bad report cards
To the point that he just breaks, snaps, and it's all it takes
These motherfuckers think i'm playing, i ain't playing games,
Stopped runnin from my demons, now we play cards and shit
You see they way out they minds with no return ticket
Y you bitches think im playing,
Come downstairs with nothing but a shoe string
// [you can hold all the cards]
I got these tats all on my arms
You shoulda played your cards right, but now you're playing 52 card pick up!
So when i rape a bitch i hold her down and get my best nut
I played the cards that you dealt me
Looking at your money
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