Slick Rick

Slick Rick - King Piece In The Chess Game lyrics

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[Slick Rick]
 Check  check  check  check
 Check  check.. * Slick Rick starts humming a snake charmer song *
 Yeah..
 They say.. that Rick Rick is..

 You're all garbage  that type talk I'm on
 Dumb one becomin glad the great one walks among
 Whisperin  couple I scuffle eye
 You little feedback niggaz don't want any trouble
 Rick'll own clout  sewn bout
 Lick a throw now, how til death I kick a bone out
 Why pursue for folk object?
 My record will be barkin all through your broke project
 ?? Yes my dog art, best to park her, kark her ??
 You don't want death to walk her
 Not sayin that -- ain't nuttin could do me
 But in the rap game, all secondary to me
 WHOA, whatever I settle
 if a nigga wanna eat he better never cry battle
 Hell yeah, ram the one sell fare elsewhere
 Put you and your family on welfare

 Chorus: Canibus

 (Ricky D!) Rip it up, your watery blood
 ain't thick enough, yo wack niggaz ain't slick enough
 Ready and willin to face you, death awaits you
 The king piece in the chess game, to checkmate you

 [Slick Rick]
 Ooooooooooh, twist shot bitch, ?? voter ignores ??
 Watch toys duck, consider rap's ultimate voicebox
 Devour, and addressin dem coward
 How can one man posess so much power?
 Rhyme tearin through, bash all trifle
 the eyes and spare a few assholes lives
 This object -- brothers are glued to knob lick
 'Scuse me, if I'm bein overly rude to public
 The favorite -- make you fall in love, make whoever with
 clever kid, make you do the best steps you ever did
 The trick is, managin to kick it
 It's no such thing as challenging the Slickest
 It's double-or-sure shot, crumble before spot
 (I know) Must be humble before God
 Ringing, cat must fear king-ing
 Party over here, type atmosphere spinning

 Chorus

 [Slick Rick]
 Ooooooooooh, I toy your cheddar top-netter
 You find me a human being, boy or girl bet-ter
 It's short son -- nurse and them soundkick bark on
 Stop talk, stop worshipin the ground Rick walk on
 Bitch play number one bougie
 Wish they could give motherfucker some pussy
 Seen the face of supreme in tasteness
 Never see another human being this greatness
 Successful, and the hype is effectful and
 sorry God if bein any type disrespectful and
 hip-hop, assume pop's acquited
 Now with tick-tock, you don't stop, hit it!
 Command Rick, shower the firmament
 Earnin it, tremendous power is permanent
 Unless frame interest dame
 Let's name who the king piece in the chess game

 Chorus 4X

 [Canibus]
 Yo, we can battle in front of the castle, I'll disgrace you
 I roast you, I burn you, I bake you
 I cremate you -- I motherfuckin hate you!
 The king piece in the chess game'll check mate you, nigga!
 Ricky D y'all
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Author: ?

Composer: ?

Publisher: Def Jam Records, Inc.

Details:

Released in: 1999

Language: English

Appearing on: The Art of Storytelling (1999)

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