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jt machinima - welcome to the strip lyrics

woke up with a headache but i wasn’t hungover
i just had my death faked, what better way to wake up sober
they told me the deck’s rigged, i never had the face for poker
what happens in vegas stays, but in my case, i’m getting closure
started from the bottom, and i’m talkin’ bedrock
left for dead in the desert with a headshot
that checkered suit i can never forget
thanks for the medicine doc, but i think i’m ready to jet
grab a shovel, dig a grave
deck is shuffled, rig the game
i know how to lift the stakes
got a platinum chip to raise?
in sin city, karma’s kinda dead
you wanna play your cards close in the wild west

baby you’ll want a great hand
when you take a gamble with the wasteland
place some bets, pay your debts, or make plans
to kick the bucket, bite the dust and then taste sand

i’m gonna crack a nuka cola, do you want a couple sips?
pipboy equipped, pistol buckled to my hip
with a pocket full of sh-lls and another full of chips
saddle up, we’re cashin’ in

welcome to the strip, step into an oasis
we don’t got no script for what goes down in vegas
this ain’t no place for keepin’ secrets
seal your lips or rest in peace
it could cost your life
go on and toss the dice

fell out of grace with lady lucky, guess i’m dead to her
but a gentleman would never shoot a messenger
forget the temperature, watch your step for predators
if you haven’t met a gecko yet you better get insured
my run of bad luck’s ’bout to add up
i’ll have to cash out, i’m stackin’ rads up
fresh out of stimpaks, and half my stats suck
plus, i’m over-enc-mbered with junk i’ve packed up
but i gotta trudge on, rain or shine
i’m gonna make sure i deliver right on time
it’s a federal offense when you mess with the mail, man
i’m goin’ postal on the mojave wasteland
house, ncr, and caesar’s legion
leave it up to me to keep ’em beefin’
got myself a yes man who i’d never have a qualm with
two heads are better than one — ask a brahmin

you tried to murder and bury me, was it worth it jerks?
you showed me no mercy, now look how we’re reversed
remember when you’re deserted that you burned me first
i’ll tell your mother why you’re missing, she’s a worrier
no, this ain’t your day, it’ll get worse and worse
don’t have my own place, i came to dirty yours
hope you heard my terms, i didn’t slur my words
lucky 38, i’d like to purchase, sir
turn it over to the courier
i’m getting even with the house when i play odds
they wanted platinum, but they’re gonna take bronze
i’ll leave you in chains, enslaved by great khans
now take a look at who’s been played by great cons
how are you handling my fallout?
i’m a small guy who’s makin’ tall clouds
i’m goin’ all out, calling deathclaws out
run motherf-cker cuz the house ’bout to fall down

pay your debts and you’ll be fine
otherwise you might get crucified
that’s kinda like takin’ a bet
with a fully loaded gun playin’ russian roulette
the sand is hot but the hearts are cold
if you’re in too deep then you’ll wanna fold
just like a tumbleweed i’m on a roll
just like a tumbleweed i’m on a roll

welcome to the strip
welcome to the strip
welcome to the strip
welcome to the strip
go on and toss the dice

- jt machinima lyrics

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