Zugzwang

Check this, obsessive when I paint the slides
Blew brains like Usain when he made his strides
All started, bars crafted when I phrase a rhyme
MCs are short sighted, I ain’t in that frame of mind
Rhinoplasty never graced this face of mine
They call my braggadocio Pinocchio and claim it’s pride
Like the designer brands made me a Defiant man
Handle pressing issues if you rule with an iron hand
Like I ain’t living healthy if I boast as much
Observe personal hygiene and I ain’t supposed to floss
So of course, no remorse, know your boss
I hold the torch, this ain’t rap, it’s a show of force
Show support before I run you game
It’s all the same if your body frame determines how you sow your cloth
Canines in sheep clothing, stand on your toes
Cos the Shepard will pull wool over the eyes of the wolf
Really though, relieved of hope when they ring the scope
Active shooters Martin Luther the dreams we chose
It’s a zugzwang if you leave your queen exposed
Test fate and it’s checkmate, the king disposed
Violence! That’s the State of the town
You’ll lose your head if you miss when you aim for the crown
Don’t even walk there… goddamn
Pieces out of place … it’s a zugzwang
Let’s lay the cards out
A Poker face don’t mean you got heart
Play the wild card or be a coward and bow out
Calculated don’t play the role of a loud mouth fork in the road still chose to
go the cash route
Ignore the rap texts I came to cash Cheques
Rappers fold like a bad hand against a stacked deck
Read or ignore the signs, the choice is yours
Your House of cards crumbling down cos I was forced to draw
You ain’t sinful as hell, we see through your shell
You ain’t no thug, people speak of you well
Still in they feels, Niggas is tripping, it’s real
Its dead beef to me so why you milking it still
Crying over spilt milk, it couldn’t be me
Aim, don’t miss, Steph Curry shooting his threes
No one you solemnly trust is chosen to bust
Paraplegics bare arms that ain’t potent enough
Really though, you relieved of hope when they ring the scope
Active shooters Martin Luther the dreams we chose
It’s a zugzwang if you leave your queen exposed
Test fate and it’s checkmate, the king disposed
Violence! That’s the State of the town
You’ll lose your head if you miss when you aim for the crown
Don’t even walk there… goddamn
Pieces out of place … it’s a zugzwang
Black panther, the king sip the potion raw
Folks applaud on their own accord these potent bars
Deep as the ocean’s floor
Malevolent four gives a cogent roar, leaves your whole posture flawed
Gave em food for thought profess the nourishment
My material is raw, it’s all process development
You either eat or you die
Bro with no dough in the mix but still want a piece of the pie
They be surprised of the difference between you and me
You small time I’m in a whole different league
The new Ali, your whole team I supersede
You super sweet, I’m Dejuan walker, still sugar free
You a coward, a lil birdie told me this
Soon as you get fed, you start singing some soulful shit
He said she said, perfectly told the script
Can’t come to grips, you slipping and hope it sticks
Really though, you relieved of hope when they ring the scope
An active shooter tried to Martin Luther the dreams we chose
It’s a zugzwang if you leave your queen exposed
Test fate and it’s checkmate, the king disposed
Violence! That’s the State of the town
You’ll lose your head if you miss when you aim
For the crown
Don’t even walk there… goddamn
Pieces out of place … it’s a zugzwang