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lirik lagu n0va – checkmate

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[intro]
don’t get shook when they take the throne beneath ya
don’t get shook when they do you in like ceasar
the crown weighs heavy for the p-wn
tryna make a name don’t forget me when im gone
don’t get shook, no, no, no

[verse 1: n0va]
i keep my mind focused, narrow on the straight line
i had my eye on the prize ever since like grade nine
moving keys just to flip em cross state lines
infinite hustle like a sideways 8 sign
too many headlines taking hold of the boy
watching the news, tripping while i’m rolling a joint
yelling out to the abyss, standing over the void
ask the lord why he leave the world broke and destroyed
but ima never know
just keep working on my better flows
working on my stage presence, how to slay a better show
if yo squad wanna progress, better let em know
if you surrounded by them leeches bruh then you’ll never grow
my boy gave me a pound and ya i drop the weight
new notches all up on the belt ya cuz i drop the weight
too much debt on my visa so i hide the plates
ex girls keep tryna key up my mazda late

[chorus]
strength in numbers but i’m always always on my own
no path beneath me but i’m paving lanes with golden roads
just keep 6 and read they faces like rosetta stone
call for bloodshed, call for suffering just to get the throne

[verse 2]
no curtain calls but a few bars can set the scene
one of these things don’t belong like recessive genes
these rap dawgs is poodles and i’m the best of breed
toronto don’t need to see miami to get the heat
i been around different nations
yeah i seen it all, that’s why this man’s h-lla jaded
my life’s a living a nightmare manifestations of
leatherface and jigsaw coming through like they banded with satan
i’m only just a product of the baddest relations
my day to day feeling like its d-mn better faded
i don’t sleep at all cuz whats the point?
my lungs feeling more and more pain i’m done with joints
when i die
y’all better better dissect me and display my organs
my lungs infected, breathing kush and agent orange
that fate is boring my life been made important, cuz before i croak a homie gotta break the door in

[chorus]
strength in numbers but i’m always always on my own
no path beneath me but i’m paving lanes with golden roads
just keep 6 and read they faces like rosetta stone
call for bloodshed, call for suffering just to get the throne

[interlude]
yeah
you gotta preach it
bruh
we outta order
we all outta order
let’s get our sh-t together, please
yeah they coming for the homie
everybody out here gunning for the homie

[outro]
don’t get shook when they take the throne beneath ya
don’t get shook when they do you in like ceasar
the crown weighs heavy for the p-wn
tryna make a name don’t forget me when im gone
don’t get shook, no, no, no