Hold the gun at eye level, I ain't afraid of conflict
I let the nine rip, nikka say "hi" to the devil
I blind with the bezel, I'm in line with the ghetto
What y'all nikkas afraid of, my mind or the metal/mettle?
nikkas tryna subtract my life, my mathematics is precise I carry the 9, so fukkin with me just ain't the answer
I just can't lose, when I was young I was like Fresh Poppa raised me with Chess moves
Over my years I've seen Rooks get tooken by the (K)night
Lose they Crown, by tryna defend a Queen
Checkmate, in 4 moves,
the Bobby Fischer of Rap, with raw moves
- Jay-Z (This Life Forever)
S. Collection is a Classic mixtape
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