Blackjack

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Sleep don't wake

B L A C K J A C K

I saw this and I was like: Holy shit the floor light from the powers that b! I used to have an english teacher named death grips. I never stopped and fully watched the end with the homeless/bum lady. Fucking A, dude. And don' forget to look for Thoth. He's the author of the Emerald Tablets mentioned in "You might think he loves you for your money but I know what he really loves you for it's your brand new leopard skin pillbox hat". His real name is Arlich Vomalites, though in Greece he's also known as Hermes Trismegistus.

this song is the audio equivalent of taking a really strong drug and freaking out. It's called BEING NOIDED. Everyone should go back and watch the video for "I've Seen Footage", within all of those photos you see footage from the video for "Blackjack", "The Fever (Aye Aye)" all the artwork for "The Powers That B", all those crazy mysterious photos DG were uploading to Twitter then deleting, and like, hundreds more.

And guess what, the black porthole is actually the photo of the light on the cover of The Powers That B... EVERYTHING they do is connected.

LyriX

(Always keep my)
(Always keep my)
(Always keep my)
(Always keep my)

[Verse 1]
How I ride, why I ride, never really had to try
I, I, I ... eeuuhh
Never mind that (Black jack)
Needle to the mainline junk prepared in a head that
Never came up for air
Fallin' apart, can't get a grip
Dont give a fuck if I did
Way shit goes
It'll be just fine
Oh, oh, oh
How to rob men blind

(Can't do a thing but fold)
Yeah watch that
(Can't do a thing but fold)
Yeah watch that
(Can't do a thing but fold)
Yeah watch that
Can't do a thing ... (Black jack)

Comin' from that hit me until
Twenty one makes
Your chips mine
Black jack don't trip
You got the bill
Twenty one shots to your grill

[Verse 2]
Bow down or die everytime
I slap them things
Flat black chains rattlin'
Shawshank the box
Can't be contained
Man came to pick the lock
Empty the vault
And leave no trace
Sleep don't wake
Hit 'em low and keep rollin' to the beat no breaks
Slow it down then accelerate
To hell it's cake
Like sellin' weight
No middle man
Made bitch mistakes
(Blackjack)
High king, ace, to knees the place put down by G's raisin' the stakes
You know what's up
Straight
How the fuck is that?
(Blackjack)
You know what's up
Straight

But don't forget to watch this
Tongue push bankroll off my lips
Who the hell are you legit?
What the fuck you think, man? Shit
(Blackjack)
(Always keep my)

[Verse 3]
No need to count the deck
I own it
Drop that
Lead chin check
To your dome it's on black
Respect me zone or get caught back-handed leather strap
Hit you so hard knocked flat broke by a bloke with that
Golden contact glove hold the smoke
Of most high fire bon tap tap
(Can't do a thing but fold)
Yeah, watch that

(Can't do a thing but fold)
Yeah watch that
(Can't do a thing but fold)
Yeah watch that
(Can't do a thing but fold)
Yeah watch that
Can't do a thing ... blackjack

But don't forget to watch this
Tongue push bankroll off my lips
Who the hell are you legit?
What the fuck you think, man? Shit
(Blackjack)
(Always keep my)

You know whats up
Straight
How the fuck is that..
(Blackjack)
Blackjack, don't trip you got the bill
Twenty one shots to your grill

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