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A rap about chess. Beat by Greenie. First verse by Ali.
LYRICS:
Pretty soon I'll have my own show on E4 making millions
C5 women in my bedroom, Sicilian
I'm killing 'em, on the mic I'm devouring you
and on the board I'm greater than the powers of two
Though I'm whiter than a chessboard packed with rice
Hip hop's something I could never sacrifice
It doesn't matter if you're black or white
I guess it depends on who you're asking right?
I'm the best chess rapper since the Wu Tang
Got a passed pawn? Try to catch me if you can
Queen's a girl worth fighting for, Mulan
I'm like Jim Carrey, just tryna stay Truman
Stamp out your pieces, so fresh I'll never be stale
Address me as your majesty I'm a royal male
I'm the king of this rap game and you're just a pawn
Playing the same old shit, yeah you're making me bored
With your Pussy, Money, Weed shit, don't you ever learn man?
You're black and white, kid, Ingmar Bergman
So touch move, bitch, get out the way
I'm en passant my way to promotion, you been outplayed
CHORUS:
Hide your king cos are armies are knocking at your gates
You're on the ropes and we're dominating in this arms race
your knights are falling as our forces sweep across and desecrate
Mastered the art of war, the game is over, checkmate
In a battle of wits I'll always defeat you
I don't bleed red, cut me I'm deep blue
Kasparov with your head, Lewis Carroll
Check out my piece, I must be double-barrelled
.41 Magnus, wait- I mean Magnum
I got more range than bullets in a handgun
Subtle rhymes? Take them in passing
I'll play a quick game, no breaks, it's fast-ting
Hunt for the dollar? My game is evergreen
They call me a scholar, the best there's ever been
If you wanna be better, better battle the best
My blitz game is lightning, no intention to rest
Quick as a flash, I must be a Grandmaster
My castles and queens beat your speediest archers
Defeat comes first, penitence comes after
Need for a bishop? Go speak to a pastor
CHORUS
You're just steam, punk, I'm hypermodern
Let me remind you in case you've forgotten
You're an antique, stop clock's gone rotten
Put me against Hydra, cos I'd've got 'em
I'm cutting off heads, I'll patch 'em up with a bandaid
Taking down titans, man or manmade
Immortalised into lines on a computer
Coming from the past, proceed into the future
Your name's Callie Rose, the way you're in checkmate
My pawn's hitting rank 4, 5, 6, 7, 8
Underpromotion? That's a rookie error
Do it knightly, it might be better
I'll be taking your girl, and I'll be making her cereal
Me and my queen are still mating material
The king is dead, don't reckon I've blundered
I'm breaking records with my 2900.
- Genre
- Hip-hop & Rap