Black Orchid

[Verse 1]
He was a black orchid, black lux, retired criminal
Only wanted the wins, off orbit, kinda mythical
'Cause he got nothing to lose, said he got no fear
Gave the cops a cold stare, left the crash with a bruise
He said he's never seen a gangster with so many lives
He's been a banger since a kid
From a family like mine, it's hard to be afraid of retribution
If your daily bed is hell
Anything is heaven, escaping clanging doors of a jail
Freedom has a rule
That every rule is a prison they teach you at the school
The power prism makes a narrow vision for fool
Who's the hero and the villain?
Makes a difference what is cruel in the definition tool

[Chorus]
I wonder what's the next thing
Can't wait to make the gat sing
All day looking for the next binge, ay
Make Good chain on my neck swing

I wonder what's the next thing
Cheap like the next fling
All day looking for the next binge, ay
Make Good chain on my neck swing

[Verse 2]
It's the night of the knives in the neighbourhood of guilotines
Mothers crying from the murders at the crime scene
These kids don't know what it is to be content
And they're learning from us
We're the last line of the defence
And it's a broken shell, images of show-and-tell
Butler with a coat and tail
The guardian's tripping over eggshells
Lines blurry but the truth is...
Well, I'm selling it for silver pieces
So my name must be Judahs

[Chorus]
I wonder what's the next thing
Can't wait to make the gat sing
All day looking for the next binge, ay
Make Good chain on my neck swing

I wonder what's the next thing
Cheap like the next fling
All day looking for the next binge, ay
Make Good chain on my neck swing

[Verse 3]
You can die in the slums 'cause the streets are out of order
And they got no names, plot a twist inside a corner
A depiction of a cinematic work of fiction
But this horror flick is true, every blood drop is a pixel
So who'll avenge if the earth cries
It carries a thousand stories in the soil and no award prize
The book can never tell how the highest angel ever fell
You get to sell the endings on the shelves
Telling people how they cannot always be better
It's kinda strange how you get unhinged when you're under pressure
That pulling of a feeling at the cartel roadblock
Like a midnight knock at the door, it's got your soul shocked
I keep wondering how they perceived the end game
A society stuck in the cycle like the end frame
Gotta thank the heavens for the day that the breath came
Every second is a blessing for death came

[Chorus]
I wonder what's the next thing
Can't wait to make the gat sing
All day looking for the next binge
Gold chain on your neck swing

I wonder what's the next thing
Is it cheap like the next fling?
All day looking for the next binge, hey
Gold chain on your neck swing

I wonder what's the next thing
Can't wait to make the gat sing
All day looking for the next binge
Gold chain on your neck swing

I wonder what's the next thing
Is it cheap like the next fling?
All day looking for the next binge, hey
Gold chain on your neck swing

I wonder what's the next thing