Revolution, dope, guns, fucking in the [x2] Aces take time are left for dead Jacks can in line And touch instead Aces take pity And keep it in bed Aces take your
Cut the The queens for dead Soft and wet, scarf to the bed Jack is all tragic when he alone Feeling demonic in a no go zone You well suited like you came to win Lust, spite and malice, your of sin Cruising for pity and looking as fuck Ace take your Queen wish you
Aces take your Draw final breath are feeling fine They've clubbed to death Aces take pity You sleep with it Aces your time
You can play your card, I'll hold onto Tied up in the reasons, Ace take time Looks turn to lovers, flames fires loves his tragedy, Queen her desires You look suited like you came to win Lust, spite and malice, your of sin Wrap me in your trauma and I may just you mine Queen your chances Ace your time
Dope, guns, fucking in the (Revolution) Everything will blow Either friend or foe,
Cut the The queens left for Soft and wet, tied to the bed Jack is all when he stands alone Feeling harmonic in a no go zone You look suited like you came to win Lust, spite and malice, degrees of sin for pity and looking pretty as fuck Ace take your Queen wish you
Dope, guns, in the streets (Revolution) Everything blow tonight friend or foe, tonight