lifescheck

*** ### **Title: The Chess Game (Weeding the Garden)** **Tempo:** 75 BPM (Dark, methodical Florida trap) **Style:** 941 Savage / Gritty Street Anthem (4-Minute Runtime) **(Intro: 0:00 - 0:35)** *(Beat drops: A dark, echoing piano loop plays over a slow, rattling hi-hat. The bass hasn't dropped yet. A lighter flicks, and you hear a slow exhale. The vibe is tense, humid, and completely focused.)* Yeah. 941 Savage. I see y'all watching. I see the whispers. I see the envy. You playing checkers... we playing chess. Let that heavy bass drop. Watch the board. **(Chorus / Hook 1: 0:35 - 1:00)** **Fake smiles in the rearview, schemin’ like a heist,** **Tryna dim the Savage, but they payin' the price!** **I’m fightin’ demons daily, yeah, I’m clutchin’ my crown,** **941 in the building, and we holdin’ it down!** **Life’s a chess game, watch the moves that we make,** **We pullin’ up the roots and we cuttin’ the fake!** **Heart of a lion, yeah, we ready to ride,** **Keep the circle so tight where the real ones reside!** **(Verse 1: 1:00 - 1:50)** Got these fakes in my circle, they schemin’ like a heist, Envious whispers, they tryna dim my light. Pullin’ at my roots, but I’m growin’ like a tree, Weeds in the garden, but I’m still plantin’ seeds. Watering the soil with the blood and the sweat, I forgive a lot of things, but I never forget. Fightin’ demons daily, yeah, I’m clutchin’ my crown, Fuck the money, fuck the fame, I’m just holdin’ it down. Master of the art, every move is a check, Life's a chess game, respect the intellect. Moving pawns off the board, stepping over the knights, 941 Savage bringing dark to the lights. I see the jealousy dripping right off of your tongue, But I've been fighting for my life since the days I was young. I'm ten steps ahead, yeah, I'm reading your mind, Leaving all you little snakes in the dirt far behind. **(Chorus / Hook 2: 1:50 - 2:15)** **Fake smiles in the rearview, schemin’ like a heist,** **Tryna dim the Savage, but they payin' the price!** **I’m fightin’ demons daily, yeah, I’m clutchin’ my crown,** **941 in the building, and we holdin’ it down!** **Life’s a chess game, watch the moves that we make,** **We pullin’ up the roots and we cuttin’ the fake!** **Heart of a lion, yeah, we ready to ride,** **Keep the circle so tight where the real ones reside!** **(Verse 2: 2:15 - 3:05)** 941 vibes, where the real ones reside, Streets taught me lessons, can’t let loyalty slide. Fake smiles in the rearview, I’m focused on the grind, Keep my vision crystal clear, leave the envy behind. Heavy in the swamp, where the water is deep, I see you talking out your neck when you think I'm asleep. They wanna see me fall, but I rise like the sun, Life’s divine, every challenge, I’m the chosen one. Heart of a lion, I’m roarin’ through the night, Juicy with the flow, man, I’m ready for the fight. Bring the war to the doorstep, I ain't backing away, Survived the darkest of the nights just to conquer the day. It’s the algorithm, baby, I'm just cracking the code, While you stalling out your engine on the side of the road. I got the universe backing every move that I make, You can't rattle up a giant, you're a glitch, you're a fake. **(Bridge: 3:05 - 3:30)** *(The drums cut out entirely. Just the dark piano and a slow, echoing heartbeat bass. The delivery is spoken-word, cold, and calculated.)* You thought you could pull me down to your level. But my frequency is completely different. You're mad because you can't control the outcome. Checkmate. I'm pulling every weed out of my garden until it's just the real ones left. Turn it up. Let 'em hear the roar. **(Final Chorus / Hook 3: 3:30 - 3:55)** **Fake smiles in the rearview, schemin’ like a heist,** **Tryna dim the Savage, but they payin' the price!** **I’m fightin’ demons daily, yeah, I’m clutchin’ my crown,** **941 in the building, and we holdin’ it down!** **Life’s a chess game, watch the moves that we make,** **We pullin’ up the roots and we cuttin’ the fake!** **Heart of a lion, yeah, we ready to ride,** **Keep the circle so tight where the real ones reside!** **(Outro: 3:55 - 4:00)** *(The 808s rumble one last time. The hi-hats scatter. Sound of a chess piece clicking onto a wooden board.)* Checkmate. 941. We out. *(Beat cuts abruptly to dead silence exactly at 4:00)*