Blackjack Demo

Produced and written by Keegan
Mix & Mastering : Keegan
2020 Millennium Records

Verse 1:

shots on better know my ammo in my repertoire
ping pong playing on ballin’ in my boulevard
game on three points burn burn
screaming fuck a yacht when i’m still on my spot

decreasing distance, investing impression and sharing confessions
as i am exchanging message (huh)
jacket leather when i’m jacking letters
i’m jack the chopper as i pack the lumber

asocial casanova, the realist motherfucker
come in October if not blow me in November
as i collect paper

my dearest friend in your pocket, don’t tell me to stop it
when i threw benjamin in your closet

Keegan the silly asshole as i pass on the mic
blasting your stereo when i’m popping tonight
all eyes on us what are we going to do tonight
blackjack the new generation and millenium has arrived

Chorus:

it’s 12 at your door
bitch why don’t you pick up the phone
you know i’m screaming for more
we need some time all alone (x4)

Verse 2:

you dancing with keegan, you grown?
stand in your place motherfucker we gone
advising your father to keep you low
sacrifice one, your head or your motherfucking crown

this earthquake breaking your mouth into stone
son you don’t want my punch to glow
illuminated when meets your nose
break the concrete you open a rose

ready to get in perimeter, accelerate you losing stamina
choosing a critical dilemma
you scared you studder mamama mamama
Pharaoh is dead Keegan is your capitan

i liberate every soul in the place
infiltrate every border, even heros have to meditate
losing a bet for me is a lowest rate
flushing my shit royal you can’t even imitate

Chorus:

it’s 12 at your door
bitch why don’t you pick up the phone
you know i’m screaming for more
we need some time all alone (x4)