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lil jack - checkmate lyrics

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[lil jack talking]
evolution is inevitable, embrace what you can’t escape
checkmate

[verse]
you mock us, always say they gon’ be crowning you n-gga
now everytime we talk you say: “i’m proud of you n-gga”
i said i’m tired of these n-ggas, moon walkin’ a swisher
fish scale in the franklin, pack a ports and a pistol
i made ’em play dead, shots to the dreads, told ’em stay dead
you know i’m the king, at least that’s just what they said
crown made of th-rns hide the h-rns on my forehead
my area the (?) via (?)
(?) they don’t like me what’s confusing is usually they rootin’ for me
told ’em “seek the truth” and now they lookin’ for me
n-ggas wanna … stuff ’em in a body bag
my young n-gga said “i think he still breathing”
unzip it and asked the n-gga is he still breathing
vodka mixed with hennessy got me doc-menting memories
of enemies with split ident-ties, metaphorically dissing me
lacking discipline and dignity
most you n-ggas been hoes your whole life
for a low price i can get your throat sliced
rappin’ -ss n-gga got a complex
we can shoot it out or have a rap contest
still ridin’ ’round with my young b-tch
if i sneeze she might catch a contact
got memphis n-ggas been bitin’
don’t steal it, let me ghost write it
f-ck copyrighting, we fighting
before i let another n-gga tommy-wright me
(?) the kinfolk (?) don’t like
the n-ggas sacrifice ’em til they sacrifice ya
google map you in wi-fi, shots fired when we drive by
last week we had a shootout down on beale street
what’s beef, we tryin’ to k!ll you ‘fore you k!ll me
still riding ’round in my city, tipsy
sniffin’ c0ke off her t-tty
pourin’ up whisky for ricky, bumpin’ loco and ricky
sucka i torture yo mother, rape her and record her
suffocate … hold her face up under the water
… excuse my bipolar disorder
my n-gga i come from the gutter
where you can get murked by your brother
rappers get robbed for they bullsh-t
keep on cuffin’ like you thuggin’
i’ma gun yo -ss off in public b-tch
spit a drain in a lame n-gga face
west memphis n-gga drop yo body off in steeplechase



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