Phonetix, MC Cobra - Roll The Dice Again Lyrics

The future's calling
The eight ball told me I'm stalling
Walls around me are falling
While the hand-picked are still balling
My efforts become appalling
Nothing to lose so I'm all in
Appear to be running but I'm crawling
I'm awaiting the final ruling
The verdict is on you the crowd
Words silenced even when spoken aloud
Try to dance under the darkest cloud
Longing to make my late father proud
Just leave it to the eight ball
Just lean into the wind
I sit and watch the sky fall
And roll the dice again
Roll the dice again
Roll the dice again
Roll the dice again
Roll the dice again
Just leave it to the eight ball
Just lean into the wind
I sit and watch the sky fall
And roll the dice again
Roll the dice again
Roll the dice again
Roll the dice again
Roll the dice again
Waiting patiently I make my own way in my own time
No plan no routine just a steady climb
Never faded by what's heard or what's said on the grapevine
The talentless rich push hard to the finish line
If it don't sit right with me I'd rather sit this one out
Wait for the right path to take and attack with clout
Taken the longer but safer route
Proceed without doubt
That's what I'm about
Just leave it to the eight ball
Just lean into the wind
I sit and watch the sky fall
And roll the dice again
Roll the dice again
Roll the dice again
Roll the dice again
Roll the dice again

The future's calling
The eight ball told me I'm stalling
Walls around me are falling
While the hand-picked are still balling
My efforts become appalling
Nothing to lose so I'm all in
Appear to be running but I'm crawling
I'm awaiting the final ruling
The verdict is on you the crowd
Words silenced even when spoken aloud
Try to dance under the darkest cloud
Longing to make my late father proud
Just leave it to the eight ball
Just lean into the wind
I sit and watch the sky fall
And roll the dice again
Roll the dice again
Roll the dice again
Roll the dice again
Roll the dice again
Just leave it to the eight ball
Just lean into the wind
I sit and watch the sky fall
And roll the dice again
Roll the dice again
Roll the dice again
Roll the dice again
Roll the dice again
Waiting patiently I make my own way in my own time
No plan no routine just a steady climb
Never faded by what's heard or what's said on the grapevine
The talentless rich push hard to the finish line
If it don't sit right with me I'd rather sit this one out
Wait for the right path to take and attack with clout
Taken the longer but safer route
Proceed without doubt
That's what I'm about
Just leave it to the eight ball
Just lean into the wind
I sit and watch the sky fall
And roll the dice again
Roll the dice again
Roll the dice again
Roll the dice again
Roll the dice again