Lyrics
Chess King, I'm a chin checker, hip hop protector, homie welcome to my lecture.
Move one is to test ya, can you withstand the pressure? / probing with the pawn is the way that I'll inspect ya.
Move two, Sun Tsu, use the knight to out stretch ya, / hook ya with the rook, then connect and deflect ya.
Third play, all day is the way, decapitate ya / queen to E8 is the way I checkmate ya.
Divided and conquered, left your crown all alone / favorable terrain, now I'm chillin' on your throne.
Game done, Jay Z, I'm on to the next one / before I do that though battle's been won.
Empty hand style, watch me flow like mighty waters / fight without fighting, as I raise my empire.
My style is no style, spit dragon fire / enemies expire upon the funeral pyre.
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Chess King, no stressing, count many blessings, ching, ching / I don't care about your bling, bling. Cooking your goose like a duck in Peking. I'm out foxing, I'm Chess Boxing, two steps ahead of rappers like I'm
I got big dreams, I got big schemes, trying to find a Chess Queen, not a quick fling, who can ride clean with a bonafide Chess King.
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Stacks tall as Yao Ming, that's what I bring-bring. Panda Bear soft, so I call them rappers Ming Ling.
I'm 18, so why are they hating, they can eat a ding~a~ling, need to slow down, I don't know why they racing.
It's called pacing. Back up, like the Jetsons, I need my spacing. I'm a top draw, but ya'll just tracing.
Covers I'm gracing, tests I'm acing, rub rappers out, cause mistakes need erasing.
I got that white out, some call it mike clout / raining down lyrics anytime there's a rhyme drought.
So what are you about and what you stand fo? / they call me C.V.O., oh yeah I rep the Mo. No purple drank, white snow, or hydro.
Bro this is chess, so why you trying to play checkers / Spit Sick Records full of microphone wreckers.
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Chess King, no stressing, count many blessings, ching, ching / I don't care about your bling, bling. Cooking your goose like a duck in Peking. / I'm out foxing, I'm Chess Boxing, two steps ahead of rappers like I'm hop-scotching.
I got big dreams, I got big schemes, trying to find a Chess Queen, not a quick fling, / who can ride clean with a bonafide Chess King.
