R.Denyer - Checkmate (feat. C.Hundo) Lyrics

That's two in a day I ain't talking bout Christmas
Shh got slapped got put in my rizlas
Feds turn up eight man in stitches
Shh is a snitch my kitch gets dipped
Shh got banged got left on a stretcher
All blacked out and my kicks be sick
Man be chilling and the feds turn up
Kicking down gates and nicking up kids
Try search me under section six
Section eighteen my ramz ain't lich
My ops are wet half hearted kids
He got stomped and left on the strip
He chat shit and his back got dipped
Well known trapper late night shifts
Touch my bro catch a bang and kick
Fat rambo go straight through ribs

Tapped in my mind got intention to kill
Bros in the passy iching to drill
Names not Phil cuh the mask be real
Crackpot hot where the cats them chill
Bando flaming kitty's love deals
Them kitty's love deals
Crackpot flaming kitty's love deals

Wish I was two side with a sniper
Picking out ops I can see them fly
Your in the wrong place
At the wrong time
Better come up with a reason why
My guy to the right
In the drive
Might lose his life
For a three point five
Really is it worth it if you got a family
Long nights better see them crying

I'm living that life it's not booked in my name
Mama be praying that I just behave
But if an opp boys lacking on sight
I'll back my bora
Back my knife
I do this on a nine to five
Sometimes I even work all night
If I see an opp boy aint died
Oh my god I'll ruin his life

This is real life no need to pretend
I've slanged down pebs and ran down friends
Ramz get backed and beat off skengs
Glock nineteen with a nine MM
Ramz be fat it's ripping through flesh
Feds them come be cool and act bless
No DNA so I know it's a test
Can't nick me no under arrest

I caught him try rip through his vest
It's cool can't trick me
Man might punch him up like Tyson
Stress man might back out my mindi
All blacked out can't miss me
One got cheffed the rest be history
Haha
All blacked out can't miss me
One got cheffed the rest be history

Should of been five that's numerous kills
Keaton got cheffed in the AI drill
Crying for his mum it's juice that I spill
When I see opps the joy that I feel
Won't stop rap until I make me a mill
Bally on tight like a navy seal
Grip on waist the minute I drill
Twenty two inch that's stainless steel

No sniper
No bullet proof shield
Pree my man that's philly man Phill
Insane guy his mind don't be real
ZK knife with intentions to kill
Bro got a bird that's twenty five still
Got life'd off, my life went downhill
Wet my man my blade dripping still

I know I'm smart the cameras can't see me
Shh got got that's six o'clock news
I know that I'm fine I bill me a zoot
Kick back nice I write me a tune
Gorgeous ting just sent me a nude
Got caught once I call that a fluke
Step with my rammy me and my Bruce
He backed his my bro backed it too
Man's old school no PS2

No ops in my ends that's certain
Otherwise I will hurt them
You don't wanna open your curtains
Otherwise you will see ops get murdered
They wanna back their shank I'll reverse it
They don't know what there on, nobody's perfect
They think their bad but they're sweet like sherbert
They say their gonna hurt it but don't ever hurt shit

No razor but you man get shaven
I'll stomp your face off a pavement
I'm working hard on a dayshift
I ain't got time for no opp boy paigons
You man are wet like grapes
But with your boys your dry like raisins
I wanna scrap not a conversation
Your putting it off its blatant

Close one eye when I grip and shoot
Step in the party
Me and my chargie man get blammed out his shoes
Nice Jordans I'm taking them too
Please don't beef I can't promise boo
Anything goes a opp boy got juiced
Three or four man got touched by my Bruce
I don't chat waz I rap what is true
B got whacked and k got it too
R was there but didn't back his Bruce
K so strong get high off the fumes
Twelve man jump out on them goons

Fifteen man turn up and get choppy
I caught that guy
Got it straight to his body
Turn up and get choppy
I caught that guy
Got it straight to his body