| If you’ve got scared money
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| Always lay it down
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| If you’ve got scared money
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| Run you out of town
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| If you’ve got the small stack, Jack
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| Best not be afraid
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| Either take the king down
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| Or get out of his way
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| They see you walking in
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| With a target on your chest
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| They see you at your work
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| But they want you at your best
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| Ain’t nowhere to run
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| You in far too deep
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| The climb is far to high
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| The fall is far to steep
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| If you’ve got scared money
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| You always lay it down
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| If you’ve got scared money
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| Run you out of town
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| If you’ve got the small stack, Jack
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| Best not be afraid
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| Either take the king down
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| Or get out his way
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| So welcome to my world
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| Go on take a chair
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| There’s demons in your drink
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| And evil eyes are everywhere
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| Only hope that you gonna have
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| and well
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| Either bow down now
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| Or come in for the kill
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| Cause if you’ve got scared money
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| Run you out of town
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| If you’ve got scared money
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| You always lay it down
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| There’s terror in your eyes
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| Too afraid to blink
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| You’re too afraid to swallow
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| I know what you think
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| You’re up against the wall
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| The killer in your sight
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| The read the death slowly
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| Get back up and fight
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| If you’ve got scared money
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| Run you out of town
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| If you’ve got scared money
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| You always lay it down
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| If you’ve got the small stack, Jack
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| Best not be afraid
|
| Either take the king down
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| Or get out of his way |