Lyrics
Written And Produced By Chris Martin
At 6 years old he was destined to be a troublemaker,
Raised by a single mother but never showed n e respect to her,
She tried her best to raise him but was only there on the odd occasion,
Cos she was out everyday selling her body to make rent payments,
The kid couldn’t go out so he sat back with a deck of cards and tested his patients,
He eventually learned black jack and became a gambler in the making,
At 10 he mastered the dynamics of the deck, Vegas is for the taking,
Is brain was taking in to much way to much information,
He started to lose energy and constantly was shaking,
He decided to get out of confinement because his head couldn’t stop aching,
Knew everything to know about cards so he took his hobby outside and started experimenting,
Husterlin’ cards and won every game without exception,
A local gang watched him and demanded his presents,
So he joined the gang and together they mastered the art of deception to unique perfection.
And from this point on he had no chance of redemption,
Cos he became the leader, master and commander of his section,
But in the middle of March he tricked the wrong person,
And now ignorance is dangerous and death is certain,
He was forced to pay back for hiding the other guys jack,
Their gunna make him kill his own crew jus to make up for that,
They sed he had to kill them at ounce at prove it was all authentic,
They would follow him every step of the way and make sure they get respected,
But the method of death to him was certainty unexpected,
They wanted him to get them together, plant a-bomb and wait till it detonated,
He had no more time for any of his extensive experiments,
Couldn’t reason with them because his sentence had no relevance,
All he ever wanted was to be together with his crew,
But 1 slip up and his demise was due,
So with nothing else to do he rounded up his crew,
Detonated the bomb and waited until it blew,
But when the smoke Cleared and his old life was threw,
He did something he never in his life wanted to do,
He didn’t realize that his mother was selling her body,
The crew he was with never knew her and was taking advantage of her services simply cos they had the money,
So his eyes were gazed he no longer knew where he was or what to do,
As he stared at his mother’s charred body, he unintentionally blew her up 2,
He realized at that moment that he caused pain to his mother when she was always innocent,
He saw her body, as she lay there impotent,
He can never turn back because he was Distant from his resistance,
He had took everything he ever cared about and got rid of its existence in an Iinstance,
Nothing less to do he dropped down onto his knees,
Thorough his whole life god was something he never believed,
But now looking down satin is all he see’s,
He cant look forward cos it pains him to see his mother in pieces on the concrete,
The crew he helped were happy cos their eyes are green,
Don’t care about peoples feelings cos there souls are over run buy greed,
They violently grabbed him by his hear with no discrete,
Put a knife to his throat and in 1 movement ended his grief.
