"Castles In Brooklyn" lyrics
Colours of the Culture & Talib Kweli Lyrics
Nigga it's chess, not checkers
Don't let emotion control you and fuck the whole event
You gotta move your pieces and control your centre
You gotta move in peace and control your centre
I never stop no matter what the competitor's gotta say
Chop it up like an edit, a predator's gotta prey
Stand down, look at my city right in the face
[?] recognize that we caught up in yesterday
Hey, wait, I'm building castles out in Brooklyn
This chess, not checkers, watch the king switch with the rook
And then it's checkmate nigga
The check play [?] then it's [?] bricking up your chest plate nigga
Soul inventors never no pretenders
It's like my borough is my co-defender
Ain't no agenda besides control the centre
Is it the hustlers or the customers that's co-dependent?
If the knight takes the bishop, does he go to Heaven?
That's the question, science versus religion
Apply it to higher living you'll find it's the same mission
My flow is lotus position, you're broken up like a bed frame
You can't advance on the board without an endgame
So what's your endgame?
Nigga it's chess, not checkers
Don't let emotion control you and fuck the whole event
You gotta move your pieces and control your centre
You gotta move in peace and control your centre
Life ain't a game, it's a bitch and she gonna diss you
You tryna master the game like you searching for Bobby Fischer
You falling victim to the lies you be clutching on
Such a pawn to the bandwagon you jumping on
We ain't game players, we're game changers who spray up the train
And remain famous, my neighbours be waving flags like gang-bangers
The knights and the police patrol the blocks on horses
The bishop saw the priest, they're asking who to worship
Everybody claim the king, it ain't a secret
That the king the most important but the king also the weakest
Especially when his queen is gone he be leaning on the other for protection
See your queen is much more than just affection, word
I need my queens to recognise their power
Got the world in your palm like Ms. Hill's "Final Hour"
I forever stay clever, knock you out like Mayweather
For the belt 'cause the most difficult opponent is myself, yes
Nigga it's chess, not checkers
Don't let emotion control you and fuck the whole event
You gotta move your pieces and control your centre
You gotta move in peace and control your centre
Don't let emotion control you and fuck the whole event
You gotta move your pieces and control your centre
You gotta move in peace and control your centre
I never stop no matter what the competitor's gotta say
Chop it up like an edit, a predator's gotta prey
Stand down, look at my city right in the face
[?] recognize that we caught up in yesterday
Hey, wait, I'm building castles out in Brooklyn
This chess, not checkers, watch the king switch with the rook
And then it's checkmate nigga
The check play [?] then it's [?] bricking up your chest plate nigga
Soul inventors never no pretenders
It's like my borough is my co-defender
Ain't no agenda besides control the centre
Is it the hustlers or the customers that's co-dependent?
If the knight takes the bishop, does he go to Heaven?
That's the question, science versus religion
Apply it to higher living you'll find it's the same mission
My flow is lotus position, you're broken up like a bed frame
You can't advance on the board without an endgame
So what's your endgame?
Nigga it's chess, not checkers
Don't let emotion control you and fuck the whole event
You gotta move your pieces and control your centre
You gotta move in peace and control your centre
Life ain't a game, it's a bitch and she gonna diss you
You tryna master the game like you searching for Bobby Fischer
You falling victim to the lies you be clutching on
Such a pawn to the bandwagon you jumping on
We ain't game players, we're game changers who spray up the train
And remain famous, my neighbours be waving flags like gang-bangers
The knights and the police patrol the blocks on horses
The bishop saw the priest, they're asking who to worship
Everybody claim the king, it ain't a secret
That the king the most important but the king also the weakest
Especially when his queen is gone he be leaning on the other for protection
See your queen is much more than just affection, word
I need my queens to recognise their power
Got the world in your palm like Ms. Hill's "Final Hour"
I forever stay clever, knock you out like Mayweather
For the belt 'cause the most difficult opponent is myself, yes
Nigga it's chess, not checkers
Don't let emotion control you and fuck the whole event
You gotta move your pieces and control your centre
You gotta move in peace and control your centre
