Black Market Music Lyrics - 2001

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Ahaha revolution
Dope guns fucking in the streets
revolution
Dope guns fucking in the streets

Aces take your time
Queens are left for dead
Jacks that stand in line
Touch themselves instead
Aces take your plenty
Keep it warm in bed
Aces take your time

Cut jack
Who's left for dead
Soft and wet scarf tied to the bed
Jack is all tragic when he's left alone
Feelin ____ all ___
In a no ____ zone
He looked well suited
Like he came to win
Lust spite and malice
Shoot your breeze with sin
Cruisin the ?premium?
For the prettiest fuck
Each take a chances
Each wishing luck

Aces take your time
Draw your final breath
Jacks are feelin fine
They clubbed themeselves to death
Aces take your pity
Sleep with that instead
Aces take your time

You can play your card
I'll hold onto mine
Tied up with reasons
Each take your time
?? turn to lovers
Flames turn to fires
Jack loves his tragedy
Queen her desires
You look well suited like you came to win
Lust spite and malice
Shoot your breeze with sin
Wrap me in your drama
And i'll ?redistribute? mine
Queen take ur chances
Aces take your time

Dope guns fucking in the street
Everything will ?grow? tonight
Revolution
Dope guns fucking in the street
Neither friend or foe tonight
Revolution
Dope guns fucking in the street

Cut jack
Who's left for dead
Soft and wet scarf tied to the bed
Jack is all tragic when he's left alone
Feelin ____ all ___
In a no ____ zone
He looked well suited
Like he came to win
Lust spite and malice
Shoot your breeze with sin
Cruisin the ?premium?
For the prettiest fuck
Each take a chances
Each wishing luck

Dope guns fucking in the street
Everything will ?grow? tonight
Revolution
Dope guns fucking in the street
Neither friend or foe tonight
Revolution
Dope guns fucking in the street