Playing Chess - J Hus

You look at me like I am a child You speak to me but you're telling me lies Would it make a difference if I was the same sex Would it make it better 'cause I've heard it all before? You're king, I'm queen and we're going to war I've been working hard for so damn long But you only want the pretty ones Innocent and blind You like them young You just wanna play chess You wanna play chess You wanna play chess But I'm playing with you You just wanna play chess You wanna play chess You wanna play chess But I'm playing with you Don't fuck with me, I'm not like the rest And I know you're weak and your mind is possessed I don't want the lamp light, I just want a fair fight Being born a woman makes it harder than you know So I'm king, you're queen and we're going to war I've been working hard for so damn long But you only want the pretty ones Innocent and blind You like them young You just wanna play chess You wanna play chess You wanna play chess But I'm playing with you You just wanna play chess You wanna play chess You wanna play chess But I'm playing with you You don't play fair Checkmate, you don't care Stuck inside this square There's no getting through to you 'Cause you're not fair Checkmate, you don't care Stuck inside this square There's no getting through to you Chess You wanna play chess You wanna play chess But I'm playing with you 'Cause you're not fair (Chess) Checkmate, you don't care (You wanna play chess) Stuck inside this square (You wanna play chess) There's no getting through to you (But I'm playing with you)

Woah, ah, ah Mm-hmm, yeah, yeah Alright, let's do it, mm Dad said, "Don't hold back, go get that, don't hesitate" Mom said, "Just step back and slow it down, go meditate" Told myself, "Stay humble, don't say it all wit' your chest out" But my girl keeps on tellin' me that I'm the best out, mm Lot of plates I keep spinnin' Can't stop, lot at stake Stakes rise, I keep winnin' Blindfolded, find a way Wave high and just keep grinnin' No time for the minor things Do a lot of things, when you write the bio Please don't forget you better hyphenate that Look, pure talent, no Payola Take over like Jay Hova Hit the Nas, that's race over Brakes broken, I ain't slowin' Outshinin', no chain showin' 4 of Clubs, I ain't foldin' Beatin' me, you got a better chance Of gettin' Drake listenin' to DAYTONA Toosie slide in the DMs We started off on the right foot What a time to be alive Been seein' my future, my life good Couldn't duplicate what I'm doin' Even if you took my rhyme book My mind took me all the way Straight line movin' like my rook I'm playin' chess and I do not check on my mates 'Cause I don't have time for no friends I know it's bad, but all my priorities shifted When I saw what I had on hand I got a window that's not gon' be open forever So I gotta take what I can I cannot be shakin' hands I guess we'll see who's around at the end People say I lack empathy But I don't care how they feel Don't hit me up on some Let's work, fam, I'm tryna build Courteney Cox in the video Everybody thought that I signed a deal Did that with no manager Let alone a label, I'm behind the wheel I got one hand up on the steerin' wheel Other hand up on the rear view 'Cause on one hand, I need tunnel vision Other hand, I need a clear view Of my peer group when I pass 'em up Don't go try testin' me Ws, I stack 'em up Like the logo for the wrestling, wait Mm, I can make a whole album Without ever leavin' my bedroom Microphone wit' an interface And a MacBook, I let loose Never let nobody hold me up I do the hard work If the artist wanna take too long I know photoshop, I'll do the artwork Big up myself, yeah Shoutout to Russ, I did it myself Heaven on Earth, givin' 'em hell Keepin' it light, tippin' the scale Been makin' noise like ringin' the bell They know the time, I'm ringin' the bell Name gettin' 'round, it's ringin' a bell I'm endin' the round, I'm ringin' the Boilin' hot, hundred degrees Just keep it movin', it's nothin' to see Rollin' the dice, told 'em the price They waited a week, so I doubled the fee Close to my goal like a puck in the crease Ownership, baby, no, nothin' is leased Talk all you want, it means nothin' to me They throwin' me shade, I'm lovin' the breeze, ooh You on the way out, I'm on the way in I'm at the fight, you at the weigh-in All of my family really gon' make it That's word to the Wayans Mission complete, I don't fold 'til I get it Patient with time and I know when I'm ready Still got a way to go, hold the confetti You know what they say about slow and the steady, but Dad said, "Don't hold back, go get that, don't hesitate" Mom said, "Just step back and slow it down, go meditate" Told myself, "Stay humble, don't say it all wit' your chest out" But my girl keeps on tellin' me that I'm the best out

I had to lose everything to gain everything Sometimes you have to leave a knight behind They all called me insane for how I played the game But it was worth every sacrifice Welcome to my chess board You should not have waged war No way to know which move I will make next This is my chess board There's no need to keep score 'Cause I already have your king in check You only need a pawn For so long It's served its purpose Now it's time to go You hate my strategies Maybe you're scared of me As long as in the end, I'm in control Welcome to my chess board You should not have waged war No way to know which move I will make next This is my chess board There's no need to keep score 'Cause I already have your king in check All of my moves are deliberate They are supposed to stay ignorant They always find me winning the game They think I'm insane, but I just know how to play Welcome to my chess board You should not have waged war No way to know which move I will make next This is my chess board There's no need to keep score 'Cause I already have your king in check I think that it's time I think that it's time I think that it's time that you resign

(B-B-Bronx) (Future on the fucking beat) Wow, man, let's go Rollin' rollin' Limp Bizkit Pijeme šedú hus a nie whisky Nad ránom s tebou hovorím po čínsky A potom pourin' up ako Pimp C Deravý mozog a deravé jeansy na prvom rap a druhom biznis Neverím písmenám verím číslam dnes ide o peniaze a nie o princíp Rollin' rollin' Limp Bizkit Pijeme šedú hus a nie whisky Nad ránom s tebou hovorím po čínsky A potom pourin' up ako Pimp C Lenivý týpci sa smejú na nás Kto ti povedal že sa nesmejem viac Tento svet patrí workoholikom Nikoho nebude trápiť tvoj toxický joke Môj smiech je real môj smiech je drzý Tvoj smiech to je smiech cez slzy BBG nemá čas na brzdy V tvojej lepkavej smole nechcem mať prsty Čo to máš na sebe? Wat are thoose Tvôj imidž nezachráni Prada clothes Lacný ľudia v drahých handrách No sedlač vždy ostane sedlákom Veľká show potom late checkout Champange popin' a potom blackout V mojej hlave hraje synťák z GTA Body body moving jak SDA Rollin' rollin' Limp Bizkit Pijeme šedú hus a nie whisky Nad ránom s tebou hovorím po čínsky A potom pourin' up ako Pimp C Deravý mozog a deravé jeansy na prvom rap a druhom biznis Neverím písmenám verím číslam dnes ide o peniaze a nie o princíp Rollin' rollin' Limp Bizkit Pijeme šedú hus a nie whisky Nad ránom s tebou hovorím po čínsky A potom pourin' up ako Pimp C Uhm, načo si to zas vydal Huh, čo to bol za wack bizár Huh? Prídem zlíznem jak wizard Huh, mám toho veľa man see ya Huh? ne nepomože ti PR Huh, Ne nepomože ti PR Huh? Ty nejsi úspešný Iba parazituješ na úspešných Starého Gleba dobrého Gleba Mudrého Gleba nového Gleba Ak budem zakaždým počúvať ostatných Tak nikdy nebudem počuť seba Yo Shoutout suseda M Yo Nech je jej ľahká zem Keby vedela aká je slávna Tak by na mňa moja hlavná hejterka nemala taký hnev (RIP) (A teraz všetci BBG fans podte posledný krát so mnouuu) (Ayy, ayy, ayy, DJ) Rollin' rollin' Limp Bizkit Pijeme šedú hus a nie whisky Nad ránom s tebou hovorím po čínsky A potom pourin' up ako Pimp C Deravý mozog a deravé jeansy na prvom rap a druhom biznis Neverím písmenám verím číslam dnes ide o peniaze a nie o princíp

JAE5 They only respect violence Badman move in silence The fakers form an alliance But the real will always triumph They only respect violence Badman move in silence The fakers form an alliance But the real will always triumph I knew you was my bro when we met I can't forget what we did for the set Splash man wet for the disrespect With my sins I step, not one regret All the guap I get, I can't stop yet Sweet talk girl with the playboy effect Girl, I knew you was bad, I see you smoke cigarette See you in your mini skirt, let me get, some of that I step with the wap I rep with the gat You get G check for your G chat Man ah test your reflex, better relax They don't really hear threats, they got earwax 'Til we spray their block instead He must've lost his head, then he lost his head You'll turn red if man see red Finish them all, that's what my auntie said (Don't worry auntie, I got you) They only respect violence Badman move in silence The fakers form an alliance But the real will always triumph They only respect violence Badman move in silence (Yeah) The fakers form an alliance (Alright, alright, alright) But the real will always triumph God give me guidance, I might lose my sense We sprayed up my man, I ain't seen the guy since Man just survivin', maintainin' My guy's doin' time, he call it vacation He's in a cell with a tek and a PlayStation I hustle every day, you on a play-play ting They don't wanna grind, they want a donation It's like who born him? Who raised him? I never had patience but never complacent A little motivation, there's no limitation BCM affiliation And anywhere we bump heads, we deal with the situation Shoulda known when we met that you'd be a opp If man get the drop, man pop the boot And man boot from the drop Man tool up before my shoes and socks They only respect violence Badman move in silence The fakers form an alliance But the real will always triumph They only respect violence Badman move in silence The fakers form an alliance But the real will always triumph

I came across the border with a posse on my tail Trying to get back to the fork in the road where I first lost my trail I left an empty bottle and a good hand in a stolen getaway car Running down the road with a poker chip and a twenty-five cent cigar In a nineteen twenty-three Buick six with a fender gone in back I'm the best of the rumrunners up in the Crowsnest Pass From Blairmore to Coleman right on down the line The police kept a road-block check-stop over on the Fernie side I got Black Mare whiskey in the back seat and a whole lot more in the truck And the boys down at the Frank Hotel can hardly wait to get drunk Instrumental The prohibition years, you know, they surely took their toll And a workin' man can't live, it's true, on food and water alone \N Moonshine stills up in the hills and the law couldn't make 'em quit So I fill my car with opportunity and then I run with it I was born with a chip on my shoulder I'm the scar on my family tree From the cradle to the grave I've been a step away From the penetentiaryI outrun the A.P.P. I stay one step ahead And I made my fortune in demon rum in the Rocky Mountain West I'm the last of the rumrunners up in the Crowsnest Pass I'm the king of the rumrunners up in the Crowsnest Pass