Marc Edward - Strategies (feat. Brian Casteel) Lyrics

How you gonna defeat me when I am the most live?
Your squad ain't deep, they break necks when they nosedive
Never will the show stop
So when I go for a new outfit that's the only time I close shop
A lot of these rappers are so surrounded with hype
They get in the studio and act stupid around the mic
You call my name out then we're bound to fight
I'll have you 6 feet under and grounded for life
I don't even know why you come in attendance
You the type to fall back and bring in your apprentice
How's your life going to go from sinning to repentance
When you never push the Like the beginning of a sentence
I'm in the Ivy League with full ride scholarships
That will have you and being my schoolwide accomplishments
Left the crowd speechless distraught with astonishment
Loss for words I can still read thoughts like a comic strip

I never sit and stall, I'm trying to get it all
But every step I take, I seem to slip and fall
And then I get back up no excuses made
Chess or Checkers now, which game are y'all playing
Before we get to the next level (pause and reflect)
We completed our strategy (f*ck the cause and effect)

You rappers have written the definition of dissing for recognition
The only hook you drop is for your fishing expeditions
Put yourself in a bloody condition over rap money commission
I got the game cleared with the 2020 vision I'm the hottest dude around and still cooler than you
I'm making a classic like going to school with the flu
I make a big presence you a small illusion
I paint the masterpiece while you draw conclusions
You better off just using my advice
So if you double cross me, you better crucify me twice
Because in this game I gotta prove that I'm the nicest
And get P-A-I-D like a Pennsylvania driver's license
Your album didn't sell, so please kill the whining
Didn't even go gold, there wasn't a silver lining
But me being garbage don't tell it to me
You got the game on lock I got the skeleton key.

I never sit and stall, I'm trying to get it all
But every step I take, I seem to slip and fall
And then I get back up no excuses made
Chess or Checkers now, which game are y'all playing
Before we get to the next level
We completed our strategy

Now it's time for me to give this bitch the smack down
He talking all gangster from a privilege background
Another garbage MC becomes a hot toxic consumer
Rappers choking on stage, give the rhymelick maneuver
You can't abuse a vet
So if you battle me I could tell if it was a fix like a neutered pet
I could take any track I choose to run over
It would even make Mozart lose his composure
I got the balls to say the things that you would've spoke
No candy paint on my ride, I don't sugarcoat But if you had the cash you get bombed
When I break your doors, watch your TV shows and sitcom
But why should I rob you when I'm productive with rhythm?
Break any beat down and give constructive criticism
If it were up to me, most rappers get capital punishment
Because the politics of hip-hop is an irrational government

I never sit and stall, I'm trying to get it all
But every step I take, I seem to slip and fall
And then I get back up no excuses made
Chess or Checkers now, which game are y'all playing
Before we get to the next level
We completed our strategy