King of Clubs
Thugs coming after me in packs, watching roadblocks as they stack. Two steps forward, one step back. Think they stopped me dead in my tracks. Got my reasons, I saw the bear trap, and that monkey on my shoulder, he's got my back. Thought I was so stupid you didn't have to cover your tracks, I'm clueless for a reason, your neon sign about to go black. Ain't got fam behind me, angels gathering in packs
It's all in the cards, King of clubs rules the stack, and I'm rolling with jacks. Go ahead, play your aces, sniper pick em off like that. I got your body bag, but there ain't no toe to tag, cuz you sleeping with the fishes, gave the pirahnas a light snack.
Cried my last tear, got no time for fear. Can't finish that hit on me if I ain't there. More than angels watching out for me dear, demons step up when you interfere. They follow me everywhere. It's your turn to live in fear, haters gonna disappear. Hope your ready for your share. Made your own bed, so when you screaming, I ain't gon care. It's music to my ears got the blowgun, I'm gonna steer. Put a spear in your ear, you won't even know I was there. If your mind don't bend, it's gonna tear. Don't be scared, only gonna bleed for a couple years.
It's all in the cards, King of clubs rules the stack
And I'm rolling with jacks. Go ahead, play your aces, sniper pick em off like that. I got your body bag, but there's no toe to tag, cuz you sleeping with the fishes, gave the pirahnas a light snack.
Copyright © Christina Sample | Year Posted 2017
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