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tko - checkmate lyrics

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[verse 1: tko]

tko, mr. ak

knock knock open up, it’s your nightmare
thief in the night air, rule with the right hand
vipers and taipans, lions and tigers
we’ve been through the jungle, our team be the finest

which c-nt, what one? tell a c-nts skip
making the cash, while you’re struggling to pay tick
home where the brave live, p-ssies they claim it
won’t stop ’til we made it in jail, now we famous

irish goon getting drunk ’til i p-ss out, kicked out the pub ‘cuz my hands like to throw down
heavy hitters on my side, and we take charge
composed tracks on the street, gutter mozart

mountains ain’t sh-t, when you learn how to fly
when it’s time then you’ll die, at your funeral they’ll cry
leave my voice and my rhymes, and my name on a grave
on a stone on a plaque, saying always took charge

[chorus: tko]
f-ck you, f-ck him, f-ck every c-nt
stepping with pepper and streets we be credited
cash in our eyes and it’s all for the benjamin’s
spit on the judge, if we standing for sentencing

f-ck you, f-ck him, f-ck every c-nt
stepping with pepper and streets we be credited
cash in our eyes and it’s all for the benjamin’s
spit on the judge, if we standing for sentencing

[verse 2: king ak]
i’m the boss c-nt, yeah i bossed up
made a bunch of moves, put a crew
now i’m vossed up, but i never changed up
guns out, belly up
leave you in the river, no face c-nt belly up

got another martyr, now i run rap
let you run your mouth, while i run laps
around ya, got the drop down ya
send the boys, your a toy

mouse c-nt, no noise
p-ssies talking hard, like they did something
you’re a facebook crook c-nt, you ain’t nothing
no moves, no job, no crew
no money, no car, no food

saying f-ck me, nah f-ggot f-ck you
you a b-tch p-ssy broke, and you can’t fight
i’m on the news, doing shows
making moves, k!lling live
build an empire, next city bright lights

ten bricks and an ak in the trunk
love selling drugs, f-cking b-tches buy a snuzz
trigger finger, buy a snuzz
making money, fell in love
stack it up, not enough
to the river pulling up, what?

[chorus: tko]
f-ck you, f-ck him, f-ck every c-nt
stepping with pepper and streets we be credited
cash in our eyes and it’s all for the benjamin’s
spit on the judge, if we standing for sentencing

f-ck you, f-ck him, f-ck every c-nt
stepping with pepper and streets we be credited
cash in our eyes and it’s all for the benjamin’s
spit on the judge, if we standing for sentencing

f-ck you, f-ck him, f-ck every c-nt
stepping with pepper and streets we be credited
cash in our eyes and it’s all for the benjamin’s
spit on the judge, if we standing for sentencing

- tko lyrics

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