Spit Gemz - Invisible Chess lyrics

(Verse 1) Hand game nice, you don't wanna scrap with me Plus I always keep the motherf**in' strap with me a**hole at the bar the Billy Batts in me I throw a four punch combo mad quickly Why you think I'm always rhyming so pa**ionately? Why you think I lay out the violence graphically? If you was smart you would never wanna clash with me Nonito Donaire, the Filipino Flash in me And I always got gun on my waist And the bullet go through either your stomach or face Disrespect anybody, I don't run or get chased I'm DJ Magic Mike, god, pumping the ba** I don't like human contact up in my space Or you'll likely get a ball bat up in your face p**y rapper you are a f**ing disgrace I'm children of the Corn, k**a Cam god, running with Mase,stupid (CHORUS) To me it's not a discussion it's invisible chess/ I am the essence, what you would call hallucinations/ ..Have my pawns put you in check.../ f** it, who's to say what insane is../ (verse 2) So your a shooter, boy? A gun man? Iron on your waist? Rude bwoy i'll let the gemstar wine 'pon your face You don't stand a chance muthaf**ah, I'll lay you out on the corner Like a stamp muthaf**ah, I'm the champ muthaf**ah And this is my city, die with me if your live Try to feel that vibe with me, Ravenous Dig your b**h back until it's cavernous Rib shots, off the top rope and she ain't mad at it Pa**ionate, pa** time persecuting pacifists Crack baby-facts baby!, I'm just tryna manage it I am the essence, what you would call hallucinations Are windows, jump out of one you'll feel rejuvenated f** it, who's to say what insane is? Who's to say what a saint is? It's prolly the same sh** I learned a portion of that, when I was in stasis Astonishment is an illusion just like the fame is, what?