🎭 Big Talk, Game of Masks
A teahouse cypher. A street opera. A battlefield in disguise.

Welcome to the smoky roundtable, where gossip is artillery, tea is just war in a porcelain cup, and every smile hides a sharpened blade.
This is not your average trap track — it’s a dramatic satire, fusing Chinese teahouse culture with dark humor and street-level power games.

With suona shrieks, guzheng fades, and a bouncing bassline, the song dives into the everyday performance of masks — how words become weapons and trust is just another act in the script.

“Talk till hearts collapse —
but all you get is lies.”

(Intro – )
“Yo, sit down!”
“No fake faces here!”
“Who’s playing the big move today?”
[sharp wood block hit]
Bass drops

Lyrics：

(Verse 1)
Round table's set, smoke thick like war zone
Tea boiling, truth drowning deeper than rivers flow
Smiles on lips, knives in hearts — they call you "bro"
But in this drama? Everyone’s a seasoned show

Boss Zhang got dirty ties, ladder up to heaven
Aunt Li sits in the shade, playing queens and questions
Gossip’s a bullet, seeds are cannon shots
In this game of faces — who’s the real juggernaut?

Talk big! Brag louder!
Surface smooth — but guts rot faster!

(Hook)
Big! Talk! Game of masks! (Talk!)
Idle words? That’s warcraft! (Trash!)
Calm outside, chaos inside — secret troops in tea house nights!
A single sip — battlefield in disguise!
Big! Talk! Game of masks! (Talk!)
Mind games count like treasure chests!
Dogs fight dogs for a boneless prize —
Talk till dusk, but all you get is lies!

(Verse 2)
Old Qian — eyes spin like Beyblades
“Got inside news!” he grins, stirring up the grave
Little Sun — back bent like a shrimp, pouring tea
Calls everyone “big bro,” while tripping your feet

Old Li in the corner taps the table like death
“Don’t sell me dreams!” his eyes flash beneath breath
Sister Zhao’s ring shining, spinning on her hand
“Had dinner with the chief, got the perfect plan...”

“That fat meat’s cooking, who dares take the bite?”
“Scared of risk? Then get outta sight!”
Open hearts? What a joke.
Every line’s a poison poke!

This talk show’s no theater — it’s a street war cloak!

(Hook)
Big! Talk! Game of masks! (Yeah!)
Idle words? That’s warcraft! (Trash!)
Calm outside, chaos inside — secret troops in tea house nights!
A single sip — battlefield in disguise!
Big! Talk! Game of masks! (Give me more!)
Mind games count like treasure chests!
Dogs fight dogs for a bone-free prize —
Talk till dark, just chewing lies!

(Bridge – )
Fight! (Oh yeah!)
Grab! (Got it!)
Step on! (Let’s go!)
Fake smile! (Too late!)

Under the table — kicks and punches
Wishing each other to drown in the trenches

Team up! (Yo ho!)
Divide sides! (Let’s go!)
Backstab! (Mess show!)
Play dirty! (Still a bro?)

Painted faces crack, reveal the fangs beneath
This ain't no opera — it's a war of teeth!

(Final Hook )
Big! Talk! Game of masks! (Louder!)
Talk till day and night turn black! (No sun!)
Talk till hearts and lungs collapse! (Collapse!)
Talk till brotherhood's fed to the dogs! (Gone!)
One last sip — all dregs, no gold
Curtains down — the drums break, show’s old

(Outro )
Still talking?
Where’s everyone gone?
Tea’s cold.
Show’s… done.

Big Talk, Game of Masks

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