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Reverse Uno
15
Hip-Hop/Rap
Reverse Uno was released on October 7, 2025 by GLOAT Records as a part of the album The Anticardi
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Release DateOctober 7, 2025
LabelGLOAT Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM107

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ch.2
Ch.2
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Three O'Foe
Three O'Foe
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
GLOAT Records
GLOAT Records
Executive Producer

Lyrics

Deal the cards, watch me send 'em back.
Reverse Uno, bitch.
Reverse Uno, Reverse Uno,
Reverse Uno, bitch.
You toss accusations like dice in the street,
But chance ain't a weapon against my receipt.
I catalogue frauds, I archive the spin,
Expose every angle they're drowning within.
I'm the reshuffle force when the table is bent.
You gamble with lies, I collect the percent.
Your contract is void, your signature smeared,
The fine print condemns every idol you cheered.
I pivot the board, I maneuver the scheme,
A boomerang motion that slices the dream.
Your bluff is transparent, your mask too thin,
A counterfeit queen with no weight in the skin.
The ricochet answers, the mirror replies,
Your downfall is scripted; I authored the ties.
Reverse Uno, bitch.
Reverse Uno, Reverse Uno,
Reverse Uno, bitch.
I bend mathematics to lyrical law,
Each rhyme is a ledger, each punchline a claw.
You trade in illusions, you barter in smoke,
But I measure in proof and the systems I broke.
The deck in your palm is a staged display.
I redraw the hand; innovation my play.
You claim revolution but riot for likes.
I architect order while chaos ignites.
Every slight you deliver, I multiply back.
Your echo dissolves in the logic you lack.
I don't chase approval; I summon the storm.
I fracture illusions; I shatter the norm.
You posture as goddess, but idols erode.
Reverse Uno, the curse you bestowed.
Reverse Uno, bitch.
Reverse Uno, Reverse Uno,
Reverse Uno, bitch.
I maneuver through whispers, decode every plot.
Your narrative's hollow; my statute is thought.
The clause that you hide in is thin as the air.
I breathe in your weakness, expose what was there.
You flex for attention; I flex to create,
A rhythm of justice that tyrants can't fake.
I pivot the cadence; I weapon the rhyme.
I stretch out the stanza, eternal in time.
Your glamour is counterfeit; sparkle is fraud.
Your kingdom collapses when measured by God.
But I don't preach holiness; I preach the blade,
Of intellect sharpened, of truth that won't fade.
So write your decrees in the dust of a stage.
Reverse Uno, my pen is the cage.
Reverse Uno, bitch.
Reverse Uno, Reverse Uno,
Reverse Uno, bitch.
Written by: Three O'Foe
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