Loaded Dice
Gangsta rap with 1920s jazz-noir swing, boom-bap snap, and a smoky half-time pocket; verse rides upright bass riffs, dry snare, and sparse brushed cymbals, pre-chorus narrows to bass and finger snaps, chorus opens with muted horn stabs and gang vocal replies. Close-mic gritty lead with doubled hook lines, occasional whispered asides and short delay throws on key phrases. Ear candy: record crackle, chromatic turnaround, a cymbal kiss before each drop. Mix is dark, punchy, and tightly framed., jazz, rap
Loaded Dice
Gangsta rap with 1920s jazz-noir swing, boom-bap snap, and a smoky half-time pocket; verse rides upright bass riffs, dry snare, and sparse brushed cymbals, pre-chorus narrows to bass and finger snaps, chorus opens with muted horn stabs and gang vocal replies. Close-mic gritty lead with doubled hook lines, occasional whispered asides and short delay throws on key phrases. Ear candy: record crackle, chromatic turnaround, a cymbal kiss before each drop. Mix is dark, punchy, and tightly framed., jazz, rap
Lyrics
Verse 1
I stood at the fork with the rain on my coat
One side got silk, other side got smoke
Had a clean suit press, had a grim little grin
Two doors in the hall and the trouble walked in
I weighed that gold with a thumb on the scale
One lie in my mouth, one prayer in my tail
Mama said, "Boy, don't let your hunger run you"
But the dice in my pocket kept talking untrue
Pre-Chorus
Tell me, what you gon' do
When the night want a vote from you?
Left hand steady, right hand shook
One wrong turn and the ledger took
Chorus
Loaded dice, loaded dice
I don't roll twice
Loaded dice, loaded dice
Pick your price, pick your price
One soft yes
One hard no
Loaded dice
Which way you go?
Verse 2
Seen good men fold for a borrowed shine
Seen bad plans bloom in a straight line
I had a stack of names and a pocket full of maybe
Every bright excuse tried to dress up crazy
At the corner booth, I traced my fate
Cold black coffee and a cheap mistake
If I choose fast, I might choose wrong
If I choose slow, then the fear grows strong
Pre-Chorus
Tell me, what you gon' do
When the night want a vote from you?
Left hand steady, right hand shook
One wrong turn and the ledger took
Chorus
Loaded dice, loaded dice
I don't roll twice
Loaded dice, loaded dice
Pick your price, pick your price
One soft yes
One hard no
Loaded dice
Which way you go?
Bridge
I learned the hard way, every door got teeth
Every slick talk hides a thorn beneath
So I breathe, let the pulse get low
Count my losses before I go
If I lose, let it be my own
Not some crooked hand I never shown
Chorus
Loaded dice, loaded dice
I don't roll twice
Loaded dice, loaded dice
Pick your price, pick your price
One soft yes
One hard no
Loaded dice
Which way you go?