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CHECKMATE ( Boom Bap, East Coast, Hip Hop, Rap, Underground )

CHECKMATE ( Boom Bap, East Coast, Hip Hop, Rap, Underground ) LYRICS: It’s a game of inches... Every move you make, the floor could open up. Keep your eyes on the board. The pavement is a grid, we moving like the bishops Avoiding all the traps and the fake-hearted wishes I seen the kings fall for a piece of the pie While the pawns on the corner are the first ones to die The sky is slate grey, the air is freezing the breath One wrong step and you’re dancing with death I keep my circle tight, my intentions are hidden Eating from the tree where the fruit is forbidden Gold chains turning green, the envy is contagious We writing dark chapters on these empty white pages. It’s a cold game, watch how you rotate Life is just a gamble at the iron gate No kings, no queens, just the hollow scenes Chasing for the power by any means Checkmate. Yeah, no escape. I’m the queen on the board, moving diagonal lines I can see the betrayal in your shifty designs You talk like a giant but you walk like a ghost The ones who brag the loudest usually lose the most I got a mind like a razor, a heart like a stone Building up an empire while I’m sitting alone The crown is heavy, and the price is the soul Tryna keep my balance while I’m losing control Check the diagnostics, the strategy is flawless In a world that’s divided, chaotic and lawless. You see the move? I saw it three steps ago. Then why you still standing there? Waiting for the trap to snap. It’s a cold game, watch how you rotate Life is just a gamble at the iron gate No kings, no queens, just the hollow scenes Chasing for the power by any means. Game over. Reset the board. Same time tomorrow? If we make it...