[Interlude: Sample, Dontez]

"You realise every time you suit up, every time we go out, it's life or death, you roll the dice. And you deal with it"

LC, K double

"You recognise that, don't ya?"

[Verse 1: Dontez]

Dontez, yeah

I no longer have lessons to make or morals to be received

Just real words that leave the heart and my eyes to see

If I appear grotesque and insane, I acknowledge myself

Never beat, still surviving the pain

The only true crime is death, the due time is death

You kill a man, you steal a wife's right to a husband

Rob the children of a father, extend karma

Who tempts the temptress, remove the blue dress, stress caution

Some console in a blade hitting the prison warden

Metamorphic losing their ways sniffing their days away

Life bends on knifes edge tightropes and tests

Live wires building precious suspense, the essence

Commence, provoked that counter defence

It’s like a never ending cycle, generational hex

Pivot suspects eyes on the floor

Dead vision telegram smile in ya face and ride out the door

I don't paint pictures, I don't try and pass as a saint

One is as one does since he was born knowing my brothers could plunge

Only gives me fucking nausea to think of it

I roll the dice handling fire like I'm Prometheus

[Chorus: Culprit]

Yeah, yeah

There's no consideration, there's no compromise

Wrong place, wrong time, that might cost a lot

There's no commiserations, I don't apologise

You crossed a line when you tossed the dice

There's no consideration, there's no compromise

Wrong place, wrong time, that might cost a lot

There's no commiserations, I don't apologise

You crossed a line when you tossed the dice

[Verse 2: Culprit]

I run the open plateau unseen, I navigate the shadows

Corrupted citizens, we don't follow no straight and narrow

My path as crooked as the teeth of a victim of meth

To what I’m calling survival, a judge is calling theft

I study loopholes, it's lucrative

Disciplinarian, anti-authoritarian fugitive

The motive and intent vicious, hopes and best wishes

Break restraints like men who follow their ex-missus

An exits listed at all times like Brendan Abbott

‘Cause power tends to devour those who never had it

I'd say there's honour in a habitat of thieves and stealers

For life and death in [?] the dealer

The cylinder spins, the hammer precise

We deal and defend, reality bites, leaves a hickey

I risk an RBT, I’m leaving tipsy

It’s in and out, blink and miss me

[Verse 3: Trem One]

Yeah

Criminal thoughts in a white Ford Falcon

Got a pound of powder under the dash and that shit ain't talcum

See, I'm 'bout that money, but this real rap's priceless

And the state of my arts in cask, lying lifeless

Despite revival attempts, I sense crisis

Talks with that fork on the thinnest sheet of ice and it's

Sink or swim in the drink with the sharks fins

At times I feel like I've stuck my arm in a sharps bin

It’s Russian roulette where my fate lies

Surrounded by fakes buying in just for their free set of steak knives

Blinded by stage lights and invites to ARIAs

Been dropping profits that's been culling off the last of ya's

Big part MC's that slip past the entries

And left us sipping from a glass that's half empty

But that's the game in all its glory

Shit, if it was as simple as spitting a sixteen, I’d pro'bly find it boring

[Chorus: Culprit]

There's no consideration, there's no compromise

Wrong place, wrong time, that might cost a lot

There's no commiserations, I don't apologise

You crossed a line when you tossed the dice

There's no consideration, there's no compromise

Wrong place, wrong time, that might cost a lot

There's no commiserations, I don't apologise

You crossed a line when you tossed the dice

[Verse 4: Brad Strut]

Up in the larder spitting lava for the charter

With a finger on the pulse like a martyr in his garter

It’s a part of what I’m after in a car with a bullet in the chamber

The trigger? Yeah, I pull it for the danger

The games become a stranger, there ain't no fucking way to

Save her, got me saying, "Bitch, check ya later"

Paradise is lost as I analyse the cost

This is major, I paralyse the boss with a stray one

Yeah, the heat seeker, caught a plane to Riga

Inspect the reefer with the people as I speak to

A pretty looking Russian with the critical percussion

In the background playing, the pitiful and beautiful

Is what Brad's saying, visualise the mayhem

City light séance with a silhouette in crayon

And a villain like cadence walking to the depths

It’s important not to stress when you’re spraying

Just put it to the temple to realize your potential

Barrel apparel and collateral’s essential

And that’ll hench you, manifest like a red book'll bless you

And break off a benefit to the vengeful