Bobby Fischer Lyrics

For the scratch or the cheddar I'll split raps you remember

I'll be back in November with another stack of letters

Prove to the crews you're a shoo-in to lose What I do is amuse and improve what I do

Put time in the art you can find from the start I'm dividing the parts till my rhyming is sharp

I flex from the jump and connect with the funk, Leave your neck full of bumps when I impress from the trunk

Save what you can what I display with the pen, The remains of your friends you will never see again Make a wish to the stars when I hit with the bars, I'm Equipped with the charge that'll pick you apart

I leave with the props and achieve what you bought

I'm reading your thoughts as you bleed with the opps

When it's all said and done and I'm trending to one

Not a friend, use a bum and the end has begun

I'm Bobby Fischer in the chess match, bet that

Hit the James Harden step back, next rack

Played your song once, then hit next track

You smoking on that Kanye West crack, dead ass

If you can't see then I'll show you You don't know what controls you

I'll make sure no one knows you Don't say I never told you

These rappers wearing dresses, got 'em straight from the bridal shop

Most y'all suck dick, your ghost writers got writer's block

Y'all still trying to make hits, but the timing's off

It's time to go rewind the clock, you need to go and find a watch

Leave it alone, instead just leave it to the experts

Now you bob your head so hard that it makes your neck hurt

As you're busy politicking out there trying to network

I'm putting in the effort and laying out my best work

You see the difference in the shape and the texture

You can try to catch up, but you'll need to get some rest first

I'm not playing like the freshman in the red shirt

I base skills off your best verse, not your net worth

I left church, I believe in myself I was there in my corner when I needed some help

I ain't asking for shit from anyone else

21 the hard way with the hand I was dealt

I'm Bobby Fischer in the chess match, bet that

Hit the James Harden step back, next rack

Played your song once, then hit next track

You smoking on that Kanye West crack, dead ass

If you can't see, then I'll show you

You don't know what controls you

I'll make sure no one knows you

Don't say I never told you