checkmate

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Run it up and ya gunna get checked we aren’t playing checkers lad dis chess one wrong move and its straight to the chest I be pullin it out with no regrets I can feel it in my chest But I bill it for the stress fuck them dogs well put em to the test Fuck them mutts well put ‘em to rest Dont come round here and rep your gangs me and my bro came straight from the ends we run around don’t grip them skengs put em on spot lad ya know who I am that local street kid dats straight from the trench raised myself ain’t need no fam I got my brother you know he da man beef with him and ya gunna get jammed ,ride together we come to ya ends walking thru keep my heart in my hand pullen up and they scatter like ants discovery channel they now how it ends we keeping it raw we don’t make no amends all that small talk ya know how it ends All in brawl we don’t make no friends we make ends meet we out for investments lads just shiver when they feel my presence if we pullen up ya know the intentions we get em on site ain’t no exceptions I ain’t stopping at a red but I flip it I make bread Rolling in dough left that unsaid Multiple nights in a paigons head We run them nights don’t talk to feds All blacked fit in a blacked out Benz Slide out the back ya know how it ends ain’t no running there ain’t no chance ya put ‘em on spot show em where they stand we run this shit from the council ends imma spit this heat bc this is my chance they got caught lacking da lads just ran dashed of quick they ain’t half a man 5 v 2 yeah lad left shoe less they run it up and all left clueless beefing with a bunch of losers shit them selves bc they no we shooters catch these hands ya know we ruthless ain’t back down like lad let’s do this they think they shit but I’m like lad who dis ya bring ya crew I pull up with two fist Make em look skat won’t leave till they toothless Kicking back now we smoking 2 5ths Rolling it up now we smoking a few spliffs wanna make it out but that ain’t for me life long burden I’m stuck with the streets days on end where I don’t see a feed days on end stuck up with no sleep struggled every day on the fucking street few years gone an I’m catching my feet You lads are average ya ain’t like me Yous would fold-if ya had it like me Stabbed in the back by the people I fed Put food on their table they fuck me off when I was unstable Used like a number treated like cable they got over me they changed the channel Doubted me now she dressed in Chanel I took my Ls and I went thru hell Came a long way I know ya can’t tell Gunna keep pushing till I run the world It’s me and my bro fuck everyone else Bar after bar on this shit like hit or miss it put ‘em spot don’t know what to tell ‘em back it every day for my fucking bredrin they all want beef well fucking send em they ain’t got shit they only got weapons they run it up they catch the left hand / they run it up they gunna can’t the right man fuck this shit I’ll do it all night man ball after ball we doing alright fam bar after bar don’t need no hype man Get off the fence an pick a side man Got my bro there ain’t no side man fuck me over catch the right hand ya think ya won ain’t no slight chance Ya know what they say never eat cheese with a rat never talk bread with a bird never make a move with a snake never gunna roll with the heard

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Clayton Maggs

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1 year ago

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13 days ago

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Matthew James

8 months ago

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