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and lonesome, you know exactly how it makes a good man feel

I've been shooting craps and gambling, mama I believe I done got broke
Been shooting craps
been shooting craps and gambling
Good God, and I done got broke
I've been shooting craps and gambling
Sweet mama, and I done got broke
I done pawned
and lonesome, you know just how a poor man feels.

Been shooting craps and gambling, momma, and I done got broke,
Been shooting craps and gambling, momma,
It's just a crap shoot, but it's mostly crap 
Things start off they're so terrific 
They'll fuck up, it's scientific 
Entropy, uncertainty won't yield
You can break a mirror
Light three on a match
Walk under a ladder
Kick a black cat
Try your luck in Vegas
Shoot nothing but craps
But I'll
shame
And there is no hell
Like an old hell
There is no hell

And the silence flies on its brief flight
A razor sharp crap shoot affair
And we
an old hell
There is no hell
And the silence flies on its brief flight
A razor sharp crap shoot affair
And we light up our lives
And there's no more of me
stagger like a last-round fighter.
Just because you're strong it don't make you righter,
when you fall you've got farther to go.
Like Louis shooting
too young.
Each man out there shooting crap does it,
Davy Crockett in that dreadful cap does it,
Let's do it, let's fall in love.

Our famous
too young.
Each man out there shooting crap does it,
Davy Crockett in that dreadful cap does it,
Let's do it, let's fall in love.

Our famous
Georgia, skinning and shooting craps on his knees

Another victim born out here in the hood
And based on statistics it really ain't all good
Welfare
When I look back at my time at the track
And I played, and I played, and I played, and I was
Shooting the craps at the back of Fat Jack“s
Come on,
jacks
I shoot craps drive GMC
kiss me the way she does 
I'd carry four or five daggers and three or four guns 
I'd shoot craps and ramble and hang out late 
I'd steal baby buggies
for a haircut
And others come for a scrap
And when you see me and my buddies up there, man
We means to shoot some crap
Hollering: "Seven, eleven, won't
the back shooting craps wit the axe-wheelers
Relax till it's, time for the immaculate miraculous
Thirteen, Oooowwww, the illest!
To all my niggas who been
as a motherfucker 
What should I do in my life 
Reverend price, do you got some advice 
Before I roll the dice 
A nigga don't want to shoot craps, 'cause it ain't
Shooting craps in the alley til they chased us off
Pour a little for my homies but don't waste it all
Oooohweee, who popped that coochie best?
On my
a pair of tumbling dice
And the outcome of these crap shoots
Is hard to see

So what if I came knocking?
So what if I came knocking?
So what if I
never lie on ravs
Smoke killer herb till my lungs collapse
Lost two grand last night shooting craps
The I hit the Ritz and bought a few laps
Just got
Some comes for a haircut 
And others come for a scrap 
And when you see me and my buddies up there, man 
We means to shoot some crap 
Hollering:
deep foo!
In the city of LA where it's just another day
Shooting craps with the Phantom
Dude thinks he's getting paid!
We ain't here to front, we
never lie on ravs
Smoke killer herb till my lungs collapse
Lost two grand last night shooting craps
then I hit the Ritz and bought a few laps
Just got
Thoughts are like oceans for my lyrics to float in

I`m absolutely astute so salute
You try to be cute, and you get tossed like a crap shoot
Don`t
Shooting craps in the alley til they chased us off
Pour a little for my homies but don't waste it all
Ooh wee, who popped that coochie best?
On my

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