[VERSE 1 Adisa The Bishop]
You know the beat kick, cuts crisp, rhymes redix

I’ve only begun and you already want the remix

Who want it with the south bay shogun- no one

Get respect like I stay fully armed but I got no gun

You want it come get it, you got it then spit it or forfeit it

Hated when I saw that Zimmerman was acquitted

Let the beats play as i slay dragons from Sicily

My Yugoslav attack broke their back took Italy

Feel like Hannibal breaking a cannibals mandible

You confused cause u stay in the matrix understandable

No code is uncrackable, plan unmappable, man untappable- king is untrappable

Gotta live the game and train to maintain
Body soul and brain till you rise in the next plane

Even in death I’ll live on like Trayvon

Saw the ghost of oscar grant man waiting by the platform

[Hook Rob Flow]
No matter what the name, we're all the same
Pieces in one big chess game

[VERSE 2 Rahman Jamaal]

If you dont understand supremacy, understand that enemies

Want you think that it's not part of your identity

No matter the creed human greed sets in the peasantry

Presently as much as the 2012 presidency

For different reasons, we tryna survive

They take pride over people's lives so businesses thrive

But once the businesses lie is where the differences collide
They got us slavin again, so their interest stays alive

And now there's dealers that rap

So everyone feels entitled to getting paid without ever giving anything back

You can't knock the hustle unless the hustle is wack

Like setting out for the fast buck, selling mamas the crack

When those who actually rap are tellin mamas the facts

That this M.O.B. swagger is setting all of us back

Hip Hop was never about killing blacks

But most are impacted with that belief and you are what you attract...

So, if these words don't make cents at first

I've just been playing on a bigger chess board since birth

To capture that piece on earth, I know what's goin on

While you're thrown, getting known as a pawn in this code of arms
[Hook Rob Flow]
No matter what the name, we're all the same
Pieces in one big chess game
 

[Verse Asheru]

I tell my kids all the time to look with a third eye
Hear with a third ear
The intentionally unclear
Will only confuse
If you don't use your tools
To navigate the terrain
They out to control your brain
And you must protect it
Defend it with your life
So at the end of your life
You will be resurrected
Thru thoughts and seeds that were planted
By your deeds
Effectively separating your wants from your needs
In these days and times
It's so sad to see
The breakdown of the young black man is a tragedy
Either thugging, pimping, or hoeing
Wearing skirts at their shows and
You surely won't last long with no strategy
Actually it ain't too late
You can build on it gradually
Whatever you do the most
You do the best and magically
You know when the hard work pays off?
It has to be
When you clock your 10,000 hours for mastery

[Hook]