Dice game, never know, plans might change Dice game, never know, plans might change Dice game, never know, plans might change It be going a little something like this Trapped in the arms of Satan, congregating D-D-D-D-D-D-D-D-D-D-D-D-D-D-D-D-D-D-Dice game What'cha sayin' What'cha sayin' I'm tryna map ways of escapin' Older, more grand, gold, 1 gram Just coin, internet, gold, mac, automatic system J.I.T., automatic bills, every Monday Dystopia, it's a game of probability Lost the way, brainless body The traces of the past are a red back Older, more grand, oldie, oldie boy Android, virtual space, no one We all foreign, no Communication, once it's done, done, done End of conversation, shut up Once it's done, done, done Make money, get caught The time goes by, the clock's stopped Capitalism without a solution When I turn it off, I'm sick of it No words of advertisement It's almost a must It's almost a fact Earth information, no doubt Next turn, check mate I'm gonna eat, what's that? I can't go if I don't cross the line I can't leave anything behind Or just bring it with me Face itairo, bohui Shoai Oijia annan soni puri Dhon Face itairo, bohui Shoai Oijia annan soni puri Dhon Face itairo, bohui Shoai Oijia annan soni puri Dhon Face itairo, bohui Shoai Oijia annan soni puri Dhon