The Sicillian Defense

Is it true, Bobby? The chest develops the mind. I suppose so. I suppose so. I suppose so. Bob, you made it to the top. How does it feel to be up there? It's been a long, tough battle, but it's a great thrill to be the best in the world at what you're doing. To be the king, to wear the crown

[Verse 1:]
Bobby Fischer with the moves I'm making Sicilian defense
Aggressive mind, but I'm building the fence
Give niggas a yard they still still in an inch
For entertainment niggas dangerous they'll kill you for kicks
Crushed a couple kings in the ring they had to kneel to a prince
Battle tested in the battlefield a shield full of dents
Manufactured in the mayhem a brave soul
Half my life was a knife fight.how did I stay whole? who knows? I'm loyal as a pit bull with a blue nose
Signed to the streets but found some loopholes
No attorney in my journey I faced a judge in the sky
Both parents did coke you see? they drugs in my eyes
That's just a fraction of what's flooding my mind
I was customly designed clutching the Russian nine
Your wave water down My customers decline
Longevity and wealth is how a hustler is defined

I seen it all before and I heard it all. Gun on my side. But I mentally murder y'all God gave me strength as a $0.06. No feelings exist. Life's chest, my strategy Sicilian Defense I seen it all before. When I heard it all. Gun on my side. But I mentally murder y'all. God gave me strength as a $0.06. No feelings exist. Life's chest. My strategy is Sicilian Defense

[Verse 2:]
Sentiments of a soldier who was sacrificed all that he have Hoping he don't got the flaws of his dad
The road to riches vicious when you shift and it will cause you to crash
Streets got a grip on my soul like the claws of a crab
I'm lost in the wrath of harsh realities
Every day we walk the streets talking the future casualties
Afford thinking when most niggas moving laterally
You weak as the battery that come with the toys from the factory
Bitches slick to try to fuck you with some flattery
The second you lose weight they drop you like a calorie
They'll start drinking, get courage and try attacking me
Your face will get a slice on the side just like a daiquiri
Me and Stu bangas back another masterpiece
These verses like the ones to pass to preach
I'm here to fuck up the game like the color clothes getting splashed with bleach
You niggas straight trash Capisce ?
Motherfuckers