Coconut Wolf - The Numbers Game

Yo, yo, Coco
Tell em about it, man

You try to escape this casino
They treat you like the grassy knoll
The dice are loaded, the deck’s stuffed

You got nothing left
Oh, you just wanna feel all right
But we ain’t got time for that
These bills demand a 9-5
There’s no way to get a dub
It’s cyclical to survive
All I'll say is in this rat race
It's either you or I

The world's catatonic to the cataclysmic catastrophes
(Catastrophes)
They want the catchphrase but not the captain's seat
(Captain's seat)
The cacophony captures streaks of catacombs
(Catacombs)
It resembles a cabin fever-esque cackle home
(Hahaha haha)
Static tones sound like crackling bones
(Crackling bones)
We can't escape the buckets of the crabs hold
(Crabs hold)
All the grains of salt made the castle stone
(Castle stone)
Is it cyanide or a capsule of hope?
(Capsule of hope)
They aim at the jackalopes, cantaloupes over watermelons
(Watermelons)
The stock exchange is Stockholm, the barter of felons
(Barter of felons)
They regulate what the cartel is selling
(What the cartel's selling)
This is the planet where the martyr of Hell lives
(Martyr of Hell lives)
The henchmen have hedge funds that turn your shining into the shining redrum
(Redrum)
They pledge bucks to their best buds
And the dices are loaded and the decks stuffed
(The decks stuffed)
They pledge bucks to their best buds
The dices are loaded and the deck’s stuffed
(The dices are loaded and the decks stuffed)

Yeah
The dices are loaded, the decks stuffed

The dices are loaded, the decks stuffed

I got nothing left
Oh, I just wanna feel all right
But I ain’t got time for that
These bills demand a 9-5
There’s no way to get a dub
It’s cyclical to survive
All I'll say is in this rat race
It's either you or I
That look in my eyes, apocalyptic
Your mind starts wandering
But mine holds still like static
Out of fear of losing your bartering
Asking yourself all the time
Where's the line
When one succumbs to their most basic prime
Alls of nature
Then the goal becomes to be the sole survivor
Not what's best for you
Or even best for your sovereign
Or your idol
Or ideally somewhere between our needs
In our mutual destinies
But instead, we must compete
We fight to breed
We fight to feed
The need to fight continues to fester
We fight the need to succeed
But in a renown exchanged
Taking winning out of the game
Through benevolence sustained
Righteousness can be reframed
Once selflessness is asserted balance is regained
Because when selfishness solely reins
Self-destruction through self-preservation
And survival like
Instincts are designed
To thin the selfish from the reign
Thin them from the reins
Thin the selfish from the reign
Thin them from the reins

Pokerface, they engineer the crack rock
But now, it’s as legal as likes, cigs and jackpots
The House plays the house, tax half the loot
While the family guy can’t escape the quagmires and the crapshoots
NFTs to EBTs, these banks play the card sharks
I see the chip on your sleeve and we need a heart to heart
They’re trying to play the face card, but don’t got the juice
Railbirds take a toke like “I thought you knew”
They use gimmicks to distract
All them boys double down like a diss track
But it’s all for nothing
No kidding, send a plan B
Cuz the finest were left lifeless over a penny ante
I’m just trying to be above bored on these above boards
Cuz the cabinet has some roaches in the cupboards
And it’s clear the bookmaker’s are looking for the closing lines
The fixed odds and longshots might blow your mind
We have to roll together if we want to flip the coin and make some change
Why play by the rules when it’s a numbers game?
(Why play by the rules when it's a numbers game?)
Wiseguys use odd formats and leave our heads fucked
The dices are loaded and the deck’s stuffed
(The dices are loaded, the decks stuffed)

The dices are loaded, the decks stuffed
The dices are loaded, the decks stuffed
The dices are loaded, the decks stuffed
The dices are loaded, the decks stuffed
The dices are loaded, the decks stuffed
The dices are loaded, the decks stuffed
The dices are loaded, the decks stuffed
The dices are loaded, the decks stuffed

I got something left
Oh, I just gotta tell you right
If we gonna change this world
Then we gone have to stand and fight
There's one way to get the dub
But first one must escape the lies
Let's stop running this rat race
You and I we must unite

I got one thing left
Oh real quick I just wanna tell you right
If we want to change this world
Then we just have to stand and fight
There's one way to get the dub
But first, one must escape the lies
Let's stop running this rat race
All of us we must unite

We must unite
All of us, we must unite
All of us, we must unite