Penitentiary Brothers

[Verse 1]
Y'all know The Bishop, I capture queens- kill kings
Crush rooks, knight and
Pawns, I live for these things
Bring the drama to your door in the theater of war
Tactics with plastiques rattle ceilings and floors
Whether coming Kemetic, Qu'ranic, Socratic, Platonic
Rhymes split subatomic, my force be soul sonic
Flows hydroponic, but these lungs blow no chronic
More Jazz than Harry Connick with the ghost of Miles upon it
Wisdom fission like collisions from the earth and a comet
Serving a sonnet for all you little suckas not on it
So put your hands up, for dead homies if you gotem
Keep your hands tucked, if you're the one that might have shot them
They killed Big, Pac and Buck 4-nobodycaught them?
Hunt them till I got em on a certain square where I want them
Then its checkmate, The Bishop is raw you can't stop him
Steady plotting like Obama with S.E.A.L.S on Bin Laden

[Hook]
You know they tell us that we're hopeless and hell-bound
For all my brothers in penitentiaries jailed down
You know I got you in my heart till the day I die
Think of the damage we could do if we wasn't high

[Verse 2]
It was crazy as a kid in the 80s we saw the wildest
The rise of rap killer crack babies and violence
Playing sega reading comics- age of Reganomics
Preachers  way off topic making money w/ false prophets
Folks wanted bread, so I'mma show u why your pops is dead
You wonder why your uncle doing hella time in the feds
See all the smoking had the power of the panthers broken
Loaded with coke and guns kids started locin
15 in guess jeans new swatches
5 finger rings and cream oozing out the pockets
Not  a cop could stop it, jealousy got sinister logic
Thats how the riders started shaking down the projects
This ain't a verse about cops thats crooked
I’m tryna show you how greed makes you bleed everybody look at
You might get paid of in these inner city playoffs
But in the end you die all alone like Bernie Madoff

[Hook]
You know they tell us that we're hopeless and hell-bound
For all my brothers in penitentiaries jailed down
You know I got you in my heart till the day I die
Think of the damage we could do if we wasn't high

[Verse 3]
The bay was never a joke my shirt smells like gunsmoke
You can walk in hella yoked and leave the party with ya jaw broke
Back in the day i saw the Fresh Fest Beats
The Rich and Oakland was deep
North south west east
6-9 was a beast
Tearing up the Coliseum beating people with seats
I tuck my chain and keep it peace these dudes will leave me deceased
They found a body on the shore of alameda beach
You don't believe me ask Big Creach
Cause Fillmore and Lakeview was the same
At the Solar System they stomp u all up outta ya chain
The Soul Jacker had me ooped man
Marin City was gritty you always knew they had a devastating crew man
Up in Vallejo they moved that yayo, u try to play bro
Then they come and spray ya whole house, yo
Not a killer never went to jail you might doubt it
Just a young Black male who lived to tell about it

[Hook]

Word is bond. Straight up from Shark City we're doing it gritty
That's what its about represent
The whole Bay Area stand up
Welcome to Street Games Vol. 1 Hip-Hop Chess represent that west- we out