The Setup

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Hook The game is rigged, the deck is stacked, Make one false move and your life turns black, No time for thinking, be quick on your feet Take your itchy trigger finger and just squeeze the heat….It’s a setup Verse 1: The Meet (The Bait) Late night at the club and this place is packed, Sippin' Jack and Coke, thinking of my next attack. That's when I saw her—moving like a slow wave, Bought her a drink, hoping I can dive in her cave She leaned close, her perfume was hitting me I thought to myself she bad you must be shittin me An hour deep and we talking about who we trust, She bit her lip, grabbed my crotch and said “let’s bust” She stood up slow, and said “let’s go to the Telly” “I got some whip cream, I can lick it off your belly” She smelled like trouble, the kind I usually avoid, But this chick was bangin, she needs all holes destroyed Hook The game is rigged, the deck is stacked, Make one false move and your life turns black, No time for thinking, be quick on your feet Take your itchy trigger finger and just squeeze the heat….It’s a setup Verse 2: The Turn (The Trap Springs) Back at the Marriott, Her room’s on the ninth floor, Soon as the door shut, we had our clothes on the floor. I got her on the bed, about to unleash beast mode, Heard knocks on the door as I was about to bust my load Hard and fast, like the cops on a dope raid, I stand up, grab my ratchet from my jacket i mislaid Peep the hole, homies with hoodies on the d low, Ski masks on, looking like they know my steelo. I spun around as I was searching for my thang thang She was aiming the fif at me, about to give me that bang bang. She was smirking hard, I needed a way to escape, She said “It’s a setup, and you just met your fate”. Hook The game is rigged, the deck is stacked, Make one false move and your life turns black, No time for thinking, be quick on your feet Take your itchy trigger finger and just squeeze the heat….It’s a setup Verse 3: The Escape (The Evasion) “Here’s a laptop, I need those codes and that pass" Said she needed access to my offshore stash. She cracked the door, told the goons to "Get in here!" My mind raced, they made three guns reappear As the masked goons stepped into the door frame I knew this would be my chance to play my game I grabbed a heavy lamp right from off of the nightstand Nailed the bitch square in the head took the gat from her hand The dudes flinched, thats all I needed for the breakaway, I dove for my jacket, to get another fade away The first dude lunged, I double-tapped him (BONG BONG) he hit the rug, The second raised his rifle, but I was faster with the slug. He dropped his piece fell over the couch stiff, I took all their cash and jewelry and was gone in a whiff. Stepped over the bodies, didn't look at the traitor's face, Left the whole ninth floor silent, a deadly, empty space. Hook The game is rigged, the deck is stacked, Make one false move and your life turns black, No time for thinking, be quick on your feet Take your itchy trigger finger and just squeeze the heat….It’s a setup We see through the night like an owl Daytime for the Marcy for the night prowl #elmomcnasty #eternalsouls

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