Knock-Down Drag-Out Video (MV)

Hit or stay?
Fold or play?
Shoot through the breeze
Cut to the chase
Drinks are free
Raise the stakes
Political intrigue
And religious debate
Over card games
And snake eyes
No one leaves the room
Until we all get this right
One more
Knock-down drag-out fight

It's flip-flop hip-hop
Straight up funk no strings attached
So what's up my glip-glops?
Tip-top shape is where I'm at
I must admit I'm unimpressed with
This humdrum, dumbed down, mumbling message
At best it's 'eh,' at worst it's senseless
Misled the rest, but I'm uninvested
Marinate on that for a minute
While I meditate in my whip, all tinted
Metaphor for the game that we livin' 'cause I'm so far ahead
Lames lookin couldn't see me up in it
I'm a menace in the middle
I'm a monster at the finish
You can't cut me off
Don't even get me started on beginnings
Finnegan has been waved farewell
I'm the dawn so I wake myself
Got a couple visions
Spitting all of these predictions
Sipping casually on confidence
And subsequently swimming in the image
Man, if you can lose it, you can win it
And baby I could take it, but I give it
Hit it

Hit or stay?
Fold or play?
Shoot through the breeze
Cut to the chase
Drinks are free
Raise the stakes
Political intrigue
And religious debate
All night