The jig is up

And I don't have very long The jig is up, the news is out They finally found me

Not getting cake I can tell that you represent that fakeness The jig is up I could tell your whole damn career is goin' under

Fine, you ever got days you feel like giving up Like how you gon' eat when this gig is up When the chips is down and the jig is up But I don't give a fuck, roll another swisher up

I'm imaginin' Denzel but lookin' at O'Neal Kazaam is sad thrills, your gimmick is mediocre The jig is up, I seen you from a mile away losin' focus And I'm insensitive, and I lack empathy

Thick air and way too loud, and way too loud But I don't care Rev up, it squeaks and smokes, the jig is up That is the cycle

A spider web windshield, they'll never let my ass past the borderline I'm just looking for a place to spend the rest of my sins Before the jig is up and I can go home

The truth is that she was pissed, I broke it off So what she did was calculate a plan to hurt me any chance she could get (damn) Fuck it, her plot didn't work the jig is up and everybody knows this berserk All you tough guys, and wise guys, gangsters on that Wi-Fi

You're a fake, baby I've blown your cover The jig is up 'Cause I discovered

Catch a fade, hit you with the vastest waves Black magic'll turn you into ashes, ayy Turn you into dust, listen up, you heard the jig is up Promethazine inside of sippy cups

Though everyone knows it was heavily subsidized The jig is up The bosses have left

My goose was cooked Stick a fork it me The jig is up I blew my chances, the rest is history, our future was torn asunder

But they're losing their composure They said that they were grateful But the jig is up Game over

All hell breaks loose The jig is up, my fate is sealed I'm stood on the gallows again

You gotta crack a skull before you crack a smile You cast away the basket case, a shallow grave awaits you when you abdicate The jig is up, it's over for this family matters masquerade You shook my hand but had a hand grenade

Aristocrat like the Chancellor, the answer to the, uh, panhandlers The corners with the mans is up, the jig is up, the scams is up Yeah, they hands is up, lookin' in the crowd, yeah

"Where will your inheritance get you now?" leered the Count, as Veronica pulled his underpants over her head and Chopin played delightfully on. The fall of the Western Empire may not mean that much when you're 19 and vainglorious, but wait 'til the lights go out and you fail to notice the stains on ...

So you lost everything The jig is up You’re in for a rude awakening

At the bottom, guess the jig is up Empty bottles, I'll stack them one by one All these problems adding up, I can't ignore no more

We've known all this for years Bleach and ammonia The jig is up, you had your fun Wipe out the footage

or else this prick's wife ran away and he followed her? if so, the jig is up (bad news)