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You folding like you never had a hand to play
Blinded by the potential in your system plain and simple
You're one convincing masquerade
Hiding like you're incidental, but I trust you shouldn't wrinkle
Shouldn't shrivel, fade away, hey
Ain't it funny make you covet what you can't touch
Them intimidators thinkin we inferior
Ain't the last or the first penance they sentenced us
Adversaries aimed at our capillaries and anuses
Ain't it hurtful make you work for what you can't see
On the verge of a heart attack for a hill of beans
Work against the grain just to get the fee
So I press my harvest in cassettes, and live sets and seats
You hiding all the makings of your vast array
You're so restless, but my guess is you got vestige to invest in
You making all the punks and freaks come out to play
You can take them and go with them to the deep end
So tell your friends to get up
Yo, the information that's been placed within my arsenal
Is a handful of spades my odds are optimal
I know which card to pull and how the deck is stacked
But your strategy is beholden to what you're holding back
Bite the hand that bluffs, talking junk, faking jacks
What's the point of that when my hand is steady bleedin black
You foldin like you never had a hand to play
Blinded by the potential in your system plain and simple
You're one convincing masquerade
Hiding like you're incidental, but I trust you shouldn't wrinkle
Shouldn't shrivel, fade away, hey
Hey
Play
Spades
PHILLIP COOK, PHILLIP GARDNER COOK, SHIRLETTE AMMONS
O/B/O DistroKid, Songtrust Ave