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Stacked Deck
boom bap hip-hop, mid-tempo, gritty, old-school NYC vibe, hard-hitting drum breaks, warm vinyl crackle, powerful rap vocals, heavy bass, trap,Syncopated,Accelerating,Medium,Anger,Aggressive,Dark,Sophisticated
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[Intro – nostalgic vinyl hum, crisp snare tap]
Deck’s shuffled tight, no room for luck
I’m counting cards, I’m calling your bluff
[Verse 1 – sharp, determined]
Clock ticks loud in the back room haze
Cigarette smoke curls where the losers gaze
Folded bills stack on the scuffed oak table
Every raise I make’s a calculated fable
I don’t chase highs, I chase the final stake
Every hand I play’s a choice I can’t retake
[Pre-Chorus – building tension]
You think I’m gambling on a lucky streak
But I’ve been mapping every move you speak
No tells, no shakes, I keep my cool intact
This ain’t no game, this is a fact
[Chorus 1 – bold, unyielding]
I’m playing my hand, and I’m playing for keeps
No folding when the pressure starts to creep
Every chip’s a promise, every bet’s a vow
I’m walking out with everything or nothing now
[Verse 2 – gritty, reflective]
I’ve seen the ones who lost it all on a single draw
Crumpled pride and a broken jaw
I’ve slept on couches, scraped for every dime
Now I’m here to claim what’s mine
You flash that ace like you’ve already won
But I’ve got a trick that’s never been done
[Pre-Chorus 2 – rising intensity]
You think the deck’s stacked in your favor, kid
But I’ve been reading every lie you hid
No mercy here, no second chance to beg
This is the moment I’ve been waiting for, no regret
[Chorus 2 – amplified, unapologetic]
I’m playing my hand, and I’m playing for keeps
No backing down when the stakes run deep
Every card’s a weapon, every play’s a fight
I’m taking what’s mine when the final light hits
[Bridge – raw, urgent]
The room goes quiet when I lay my cards down
You’re sweating bullets, your confidence drowns
I didn’t get here by rolling the dice
I built this win with every late-night price
No shortcuts, no cheats, just pure will
I’m leaving here with the crown, you’re standing still
[Final Chorus – explosive, triumphant]
I played my hand, and I played for keeps
I crushed the pressure, I conquered the streets
Every chip’s a victory, every bet’s a win
I’m walking out on top, no more looking in
I played my hand, and I played for keeps
No folding when the world tried to make me weep
Every card’s a story, every play’s a life
I’m taking my throne, I’m ending the strife
[Outro – fading vinyl crackle, final snare hit]
Deck’s put away, the lights go low
I’ve got the win, I’ve got the glow
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