Locked and loaded you're on the the attack
I'll have to bite my tongue if I don't want to react
The pay off, the prize, the final score isn't worth my time its worth dirt (nothing more, man)
If I bite we both suffer, pay the price I choose - die by my hand
I don't want to be another hot headed motherfucker down that path
If I choose to bleed I choose to win
If your game is rage I'm not buying in
You take the seat not even knowing the odds
Fools gold for the winner, heckled by the gods
For this game is rigged in this life
The devil himself set every price
The second you sit you're now locked in and at his table nobody wins
You've never once been worth my time
Tread light you can cross a line
Take every chance man just for fun
Pull that card your life is done
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