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Chess not checkers (feat. Sly Russ Jr)
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R. M. Brough
R. M. Brough
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G. R. Frazier
G. R. Frazier
Songwriter

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Now why you have to go and do that And do that huh When I can make a move like that, like that Now why you have to go and do that And do that huh When I can make a move like that, like that Now why you have to go and do that And do that huh When I can make a move like that, like that Now why you have to go and do that And do that huh When I can make a move like that, like that We playin' chess not checkers No more moving reckless No more ho bag's in my bed I wake up to a boo with breakfast Playing chess not checkers with life Move the pieces right, Bishops to knights Kings and Queens... That's me and you boo Everything else to us is a pawn That be the type of shit I'm on I used to park a bucket on it Now it's benzes on my lawn I used to fuck my friendships up And now them fruitful growing strong Bad examples of manhood when I was growing up The OG's on my block tried to teach me Man I was fucking up But life don' kicked my ass a couple hundred times And now I got it right Grown up shit is a progression It don't happen overnight Hard headed as a youngster, steady putting up a fight And saw everything is a challenge Cause I ain't have no balance To put it all in perspective I had to do it reckless For me to understand Yin and Yang Chess not checkers Now why you have to go and do that And do that huh When I can make a move like that, like that Now why you have to go and do that And do that huh When I can make a move like that, like that Now why you have to go and do that And do that huh When I can make a move like that, like that Now why you have to go and do that And do that huh When I can make a move like that, like that We playin' chess not checkers King on the board Take a square whether black or white My act is tight Left those who ain't acting right Packing light so I travel much quicker Won't fonk with you, my aim is much bigger To clutch figure, stay low, duck quitters Counter punch, Philly Shell, the Monk's hitters Tough winters lead to pleasant summers I spring when they fall Stay present when they slumber I ain't the one to sleep on, get a futon I grew beyond the usual School of crews like Groupons Croutons on a salad My taste palette exquisite Ex-bitches double back on they exit Specialist from apprentice. My business Grew to lunch deals from battles in the trenches No straddles on fences... I'm in it or I'm out it Night shift run the gambit Checkmate don't doubt it Now why you have to go and do that And do that huh When I can make a move like that, like that Now why you have to go and do that And do that huh When I can make a move like that, like that Now why you have to go and do that And do that huh When I can make a move like that, like that Now why you have to go and do that And do that huh When I can make a move like that, like that We playin' chess not checkers
Writer(s): G. R. Frazier, R. M. Brough Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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