Verse 1
They call me Niko, but the streets know Joker
Lost my past, tried to fold it like a poker
Los Santos nights glow gold and neon blue
Diamond Casino lights, yeah, that’s where I move
Cards in my hands, clean shirt, clean face
Dealing out luck to men who never knew my place
Made some friends, shared laughs in the breakroom smoke
But my chest feels hollow every time I joke
Pre-Chorus
Yeah I smile, yeah I play my role
But the felt can’t heal what haunts my soul
I hear sirens in my dreams, not the sea
This clean life never felt like me
Chorus
I’m standing at the edge of the life I left
With blood on my name and regrets I kept
I tried to be good, tried to change my ways
But the dark still calls me night after night
I’m one phone call from falling back
One wrong move from a heart attack
Los Santos shines, but it don’t feel right
When your soul wants war in the dead of night
Verse 2
One night late, phone buzzed, unknown line
Voice from Tijuana cutting through time
“Joker,” he said, “name’s Pablo, listen close
I move white snow, you move it up the coast”
Sicario calm, like death in a suit
Offered me keys, offered me a route
Cocaine flowing through the city veins
Los Santos hungry, addicted to pain
Pre-Chorus 2
My heart beat loud like a kick drum snap
Every word pulled me into the trap
I wanted to say yes right then, right there
But I swallowed hard, said “Let me think, be fair”
Chorus
I’m standing at the edge of the life I left
With blood on my name and regrets I kept
I tried to be good, tried to change my ways
But the dark still calls me night after night
I want my own club, my own crown
Not another king telling me bow down
This deal could build what I see in my head
But once I say yes, there’s no going back
Verse 3
I see it clear, lights low, bass too loud
My own club, my own crowd
No suits, no chains, no puppet strings
Just loyalty, knives, and broken wings
I want my own gang, my own flag
Something real in a city this bad
So many nights staring into the dark
Naming the beast that lives in my heart
Bridge
Pantera… black and proud
Silent steps, we don’t move loud
We don’t kneel, we don’t beg
We stand on scars, we stand on legs
Respect our friends, protect our own
No throne borrowed, no debt owed
Verse 4
Morning came, sun through blinds
Decision made after sleepless nights
I called Pablo back, voice steady, slow
Told him, “Yeah… let’s make it go”
Cards on the table, no dealer’s bluff
I’m done pretending this life is enough
If I fall, I fall on my feet
If I rise, the city feels the heat
Final Chorus
I stepped back into the fire I know
With open eyes and a frozen soul
Los Santos streets heard my name again
Not as a dealer, but a sin
Pantera Club, we bow to none
But we honor blood when respect is done
I was never meant to live clean and mild
I’m Niko… Joker…
The city’s wild.
A_Joker
