Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Checkers or Chess, artist - Spose. Album song Good Luck With Your Life, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 04.05.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Preposterously Dank Entertainment
Song language: English
Checkers or Chess |
Ayup |
Cause I got too much to lose to play checkers |
So I play chess |
Haven’t took my last piece, not yet |
You win a battle, watch me win a war |
Bet it 'til my underdrawers |
Watch me do some shit nobody’s ever done before |
Bro, follow my moves |
I paid every invoice, paid all of my dues |
Plus the product quality too |
My word more bond than James |
Authority my penmanship |
Short-term consequence for long-term benefit |
I’m just trying to be better than yesterday |
Better than they estimate |
Cheddar from my escapades |
Competitor to every name |
John Lennon to Eminem |
Eddie Vedder to Etta James |
Bro, this is not an accident |
I’m practicing to turn it to a ring |
I’m tryna take a pawn and maybe turn it to a king |
You should pay attention, maybe you could learn a thing |
I called up my future and my future went cha-ching |
Stop playing checkers, think about the past |
Worried bout others, you need to look in mirrored glass |
And see if you can trust the fuckin' person looking back |
And be three moves ahead of that cat, now that’s the |
So what you playing, checkers or chess? |
You striving for more or you settle for less? |
Checkers is for kids, this is a grown-up thing |
Do you hate it that I made it from a pawn to a king? |
So what you playing, checkers or chess? |
You striving for more or you settle for less? |
You trying to whisper or you trying to sing? |
Do you hate it that I made it from a pawn to a king? |
You argue with the village idiot in Twitter beef |
You focused on a single note and never wrote a symphony |
I’ll make it clear like the filter in the pool |
I’ll put it down until my crown round, gilded and bejewled |
You didn’t plot, you got the vision like a pigeon got |
You short-sighted like a ticket from a midget cop |
You got excuses like pain got bruises |
Like the game got name drops and Maine got mooses |
I’d pass you the ball, but you’d stall like a restroom |
That S dude chess moves since I was a test tube |
Born a pawn, but I been on a mission |
Staring in the mirror at my only competition |
Knowing you could have the money stacked like vocals in the chorus |
But be too into the trees that you didn’t see the forest |
You’re like, kid sisters, fake imposters |
Ignore the big picture like you, hate the Oscars, but |
We can’t save everyone, can we? |
Playing checkers not good for your family |
You should quit, I second that |
This is not a checkers match |
I record, then export, from my chessboard |
So what you playing, checkers or chess? |
You striving for more or you settle for less? |
Checkers is for kids, this is a grown-up thing |
Do you hate it that I made it from a pawn to a king? |
So what you playing, checkers or chess? |
You striving for more or you settle for less? |
You trying to whisper or you trying to sing? |
Do you hate it that I made it from a pawn to a king? |
Yeah, that king shit |
to the king |
Hands in the sky |
Now kiss the fuckin' ring |
Whatchu playing? |
I sacrifice my knights to keep my king upon the board |
Good luck with your life |
Nah seriously, good luck man |