[VERSE 1 Adisa The Bishop]
You know the beat kick, cuts crisp, rhymes redix
I've only begun and you already want the remix
Who want it with the south bay shogun- no one
Get respect like I stay fully armed but I got no gun
You want it come get it, you got it then spit it or forfeit it
Hated when I saw that Zimmerman was acquitted
Let the beats play as i slay dragons from Sicily
My Yugoslav attack broke their back took Italy
Feel like Hannibal breaking a cannibals mandible
You confused cause u stay in the matrix understandable
No code is uncrackable, plan unmappable, man untappable- king is untrappable
Gotta live the game and train to maintain
Body soul and brain till you rise in the next plane
Even in d**h I'll live on like Trayvon
Saw the ghost of oscar grant man waiting by the platform
[Hook Rob Flow]
No matter what the name, we're all the same
Pieces in one big chess game
[VERSE 2 Rahman Jamaal]
If you dont understand supremacy, understand that enemies
Want you think that it's not part of your identity
No matter the creed human greed sets in the peasantry
Presently as much as the 2012 presidency
For different reasons, we tryna survive
They take pride over people's lives so businesses thrive
But once the businesses lie is where the differences collide
They got us slavin again, so their interest stays alive
And now there's dealers that rap
So everyone feels entitled to getting paid without ever giving anything back
You can't knock the hustle unless the hustle is wack
Like setting out for the fast buck, selling mamas the crack
When those who actually rap are tellin mamas the facts
That this M.O.B. swagger is setting all of us back
Hip Hop was never about k**ing blacks
But most are impacted with that belief and you are what you attract...
So, if these words don't make cents at first
I've just been playing on a bigger chess board since birth
To capture that piece on earth, I know what's goin on
While you're thrown, getting known as a pawn in this code of arms
[Hook Rob Flow]
No matter what the name, we're all the same
Pieces in one big chess game
[Verse Asheru]
I tell my kids all the time to look with a third eye
Hear with a third ear
The intentionally unclear
Will only confuse
If you don't use your tools
To navigate the terrain
They out to control your brain
And you must protect it
Defend it with your life
So at the end of your life
You will be resurrected
Thru thoughts and seeds that were planted
By your deeds
Effectively separating your wants from your needs
In these days and times
It's so sad to see
The breakdown of the young black man is a tragedy
Either thugging, pimping, or hoeing
Wearing skirts at their shows and
You surely won't last long with no strategy
Actually it ain't too late
You can build on it gradually
Whatever you do the most
You do the best and magically
You know when the hard work pays off?
It has to be
When you clock your 10,000 hours for mastery
[Hook]