Chess Clock

[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