Chess Boxin’

Take a look around few left who still are what they claim to be
Shit we're the last of a dying breed.
Love it or hate it, what you see is what you get over here
Thats the truth and thats all you'll get from me.
Real recognise real
You lookin' real unfamiliar.
But i recognise exactly what I'm fuckin' looking at
Every mornin' when I see that man in the mirror.

Don't you see this shits chess not checkers?
Y'all just pawns to the kings.
Don't you see this shits chess not checkers?
Y'all just pawns to the kings.

You can count the ones you trust without using both hands
Cause you took the short cut, not the high road fam.
You should've fucked with the gods, but got in bed with the devil,
You made your bed and in the end you'll get fucked in it.
Real recognise real
You lookin' real unfamiliar.
But i recognise exactly what I'm fuckin' looking at
Every mornin' when I see that man in the mirror.
Don't you see this shits chess
Not checkers?
Y'all just pawns to the kings.
Don't you see this shits chess not checkers?
Y'all just pawns to the kings.
Don't you see this shits chess not checkers?
Y'all just pawns to the kings.
Don't you see this shits chess not checkers?
Y'all just pawns to the kings.



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Writer(s): Josef John Peters, Andrew Neufeld
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