Checkmate

[Verse 1]

They say a nigga can't rhyme no more, about crime no more

About crack in my draws, and bucking that .44

Because I was with Tech on a 44 city tour

Came home for two weeks and then went back out for more

(look) ain't shit changed, same grimey ass lame

Same blood thirsty bitches seeking teeth through veins

Started off small time, penny pinching for jordans

Spinnin the wheels of life, trying to make me a fortune

Crack capsule, crack addicts black-matics

So tragic, Sunday service four caskets

Put black, red, or blue? which one are you?

Set them in a box with Glocks, which one will shot?

Its a war out here my nigga, lace up your boots

Put your emotions in check, put your feelings on mute

Because these bitches pussy will have you cum faster then speeding bullets

Now your nutty for that slutty busting heads over pudding (don't do it)

[Hook]

I'm just trying kick game to you

I been there and done it, I know just what this game do ya

Pushing up daises or 21 on the wake up

So keep your mind on your money and get your cake up

Pistol on my side, eyes on the prize

Life is like chess one move at a time (survive my niggas)

One move at a time (slow it down my niggas)

One move at a time (no lie one move)

[Verse 2]

Life behind bars where a dumb broad will get ya

Now shes throwing her pussy a party, hardly send you pictures (damn)

I pray for my friends and my enemies

A nigga who envy you really love you but his energy

Surrounded by negativity, vividly hes lost

If you got some lose ends in your circle them but them off quick

I guess them skeletons coming out closet

Seen too many murders got a nigga feeling nauseous

Phones tap like leaking faucets, so faulty

A speech can be so costly, tread softly brother

I know its so hard to shake them handcuffs

You crawl before you walk, then you man up

You don't stand for nothing, I guess you fall for anything that your eyes touch (my God)

Realest nigga in it, naw, its no facade

I do this in my sleep, no sleep, shit this my job (wake up!)

[Hook]

[Verse 3]

Look I'm play 'em left, got something to live for

My daughters future secure, don't get your wig split boy

(look) I be trying to rise above the evils of my past

These streets pulling at my jeans, how long its going to last?

Before I spaz on one of these rap niggas I hear yall now

We expected it from that nigga, look!

I think different now from a year ago

A year ago, I was stocking these niggas videos, yall don't hear me though

I thank Top Protect for getting that deal done

They say true niggas just call it a miracle

Aviator shades, boy I'm fresher then Morris Day

T.D.E. the movement, concert packed like parades

Play your cards right, I'm the jack of all trades

Went from catching fades to catches broads on stage

Life is what you make it, you're engineering, you are what you are

And thats the man in the mirror, don't get no clearer

[Hook]