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Assembly Generals - Roulette lyrics

Artist: Assembly Generals

album: Fatigue


Round and round and round again
Round and round and round again
Round and round and round again
Round and round and round again
He was an average Joe, trying to hustle the dough
Life stuck with the worst luck, you know how it goes
Born on the wrong side of the plot, the have-nots
A rough spot pushing the rocks for bad cops
Chip off the old block, just like pops
Tryna make ends connect, can't find the dots
To collect, he had to pull all stops
Opened up shop, pushing the dust and what not
His fake jackpot felt like a win
Dope cash from the dope stash felt like a king but
To get the crown all the drama it brings
Politicking on the streets, all the karma and sins so
Nobody saw it coming, not even him
A gunshot from the self-made god of men
And in the end, Joe's dead
We don't even fuss 'cause who shot Joe, well
It's actually us
You better watch your step
(Yo, we're all in a mess)
Are you next? (Who's next?)
In the roulette (the roulette)
'Cause tomorrow is a bet
(Yo, we're all in a mess)
Are you next? (Who's next?)
In the roulette (the roulette)
And they collect to the death
(Don't sleep, don't rest)
Are you next? (Who's next?)
In the roulette (the roulette)
You better watch your step
(And we're all in a mess)
'Cause you're next (you're next)
In the roulette (the roulette)
Round and round and round again
Let the gunman spin (let the gunman spin)
I said, round and round and round again
Nobody wins (nobody wins)
Nobody wins (nobody wins)
Round and round and round again
Let the gunman spin (let the gunman spin)
I said, round and round and round again
Nobody wins (nobody wins)
Nobody wins (nobody wins)
She was an upper class queen, straight living the dream
Lucky with the last name and that financial stream
Uptown, chilling with the cream, stacking 'em bills, no chill
Spending it up with all frills and, yo
She was all about the ice and snow
White rain with the right names all for the show, she know
She had to keep the lifestyle fly
So queen cut her own shit, became the supply
Pushing from the penthouse, keeping it high
Rubbing all the right elbows, speaking in lie
The law she defy, the untouchable girl
But one day, she just fell to a dysfunctional world
Now she lies on the ground, her money went carpet
Bullet to the crown, a bloody red carcass
Honey was a target, caught in between
So we took her head clean
Off with the queen
Who lives or dies? (Who gets to decide?)
Who stays or hides? (Whose law to abide?)
Who shoots to kill? (Who says we're done?)
Who's to blame? (Who's to blame when we all have a hand on the gun?)
Who lives or dies? (Who gets to decide?)
Who stays or hides? (Whose law to abide?)
Who shoots to kill? (Who says we're done?)
Who's to blame? (Who's to blame when we all have a hand on the gun?)
Who's to blame, who's to blame?
Who's to blame, who's to blame?
Who's to blame, who's to blame?
Who's to blame, who's to blame?
You better watch your step
(Yo, we're all in a mess)
Are you next? (Who's next?)
In the roulette (the roulette)
'Cause tomorrow is a bet
(Yo, we're all in a mess)
Are you next? (Who's next?)
In the roulette (the roulette)
And they collect to the death
(Don't sleep, don't rest)
Are you next? (Who's next?)
In the roulette (the roulette)
You better watch your step
(And we're all in a mess)
'Cause you're next (you're next)
In the roulette (the roulette)
Round and round and round again
Let the gunman spin (let the gunman spin)
I said, round and round and round again
Nobody wins (nobody wins)
Nobody wins (nobody wins)
Round and round and round again
Let the gunman spin (let the gunman spin)
I said, round and round and round again
Nobody wins (nobody wins)
Nobody wins (nobody wins)
Round and round and round again

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