Chess Clock

Lyrics

[Sample] "They ain't living in the world. Put the clock on them. Put the heat on their backs- they breakdown. Put them in the park fishing for dollars and they break. Me? (chuckles) I don't give a shit. Put the clock on that motherfucker, I'll chew his ass up just like the rest of them. Chew them right up." [Verse 1: Quadir Lateef] They say time waits for no man Wise words came from an Old man He told me don't ever expose your whole hand To no man, and no man is free from a flaw Trying to stand my ground but my feet get tripped by the law Nobody told Trayvon that his clock was ticking Young black girls strip cause they pops is missing Nobody told Oscar Grant that a Glock would hit em And that dirty cop would barely get locked in prison We ain't got a lot of time Can't find another rhyme That trenchcoat flow I be spittlin like Columbine You live for a dollar sign I live with a lot of crime A dime in their corner pocket they cock it and pop a 9 It happens all of the time it happen by design These jails will hold u back they're lying up in their lines These rappers they make us blind put fantasy in our mind I'm grinding over theses bumps you suckers just bump and grind [Verse 2: Jasiri X] This is chess not checkers, the stress the block pressure Get fresh the Glock test ya, the Heckler and Koch stretch ya The seconds ya watch measure means you closer to death Metaphorically it's like holding ya breath Loading a tech with a hollow that will blow through ya vest We at war, Sister Souljah told ya Jehovah watch over my steps Hope for the best prepare for the worst Life ain't fair and it hurts, but it's better than being buried in dirt Time, the richest to the poorest, we all can spend it And everybody got a limit when its ended you're finished Wishing you could get an extension go back to the beginning Remembering every minute those images so vivid You get it the clocks ticking so live it do the biggest It's survival of the fittest so it's viral when I spit it Homicidal or religious times the great equalizer Snakes sleep in the fire but my fate is reaching higher [Verse 3: Quadir Lateef] I seen the clock stop like a stop watch See the chalk around kids but its not hop scotch Dudes looking for connects I ain't talking hot spots Pops drops from the Glock shots On hot block cause the block hot Another life ticks away so gifted The ink has now dry and the pen has been lifted His only ambition was a splif hit riding with a biscuit Moving in a 08 Civic its sizick Too late for Hospital Visits You dying digital tic-toc goes the digits One million two million three million four Murders in every city them bodies hot on the floors Walking lost in the hood like what are you looking for? Cause when you got a sec to live you want second more Oh lord! When got a second to live you want a second more