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Lyrics
[Verse]
Think about robbing a bank, thoughts heavy as gold bricks,
The casino calls my name, plotting licks, stacking tricks.
Eyes on the chips, pockets screaming for a feast,
Hunger ain't a metaphor, it's a monster unleashed.
Cameras blink, but I’m shadow-slick with my glide,
Violin strings sing, tension riding on my stride.
Dealer's eyes cold, cards whisper under breath,
I'm gambling with time, a dance with life and death.
[Chorus]
The chips in my hand, the stakes in my soul,
Poker face locked, the dice start to roll.
Roulette spins, fate’s wheel in my gaze,
What will I play? What will I play?
[Verse 2]
Double doors open, lights blind like a comet,
Vault dreams, I’m a star on a criminal sonnet.
Stacks taller than lies that politicians sell,
If heaven’s got a price, I’m buying out hell.
Violin screeches, strings cut the air raw,
My heartbeat’s the tempo, pulse breaking the law.
Security tight, but my wit’s a razor blade,
Blueprints in my mind, a fortune to invade.
[Bridge]
Jackpot or jail, that’s the razor’s edge,
Balancing my sins on the dealer’s pledge.
Echoes of violins, a requiem of greed,
Do I fold, or feed the hunger I breed?
Details
GeneratedAug 16, 2025
Duration3:17
LanguageEnglish
Style
building to a cinematic intensity. perfect for storytelling., hardcore, rap, violin-driven, male vocals. raw, violin, aggressive beats with a haunting violin melody weaving through. hard-hitting drums and bass create tension, hip hop
Credits
Prompt by
Denway
DenwayModelAria v4
Prompt
rap, hip hop, violin, hardcore, male
Think about robbing a bank or committing a lickthe casino is need to feed my h
The chips in my hand poker Roulette what will I play
