Penitentiary Brothers

[Verse 1] Y'all know The Bishop, I capture queens- kill kings Crush rooks, knight and Pawns, I live for these things Bring the drama to your door in the theater of war Tactics with plastiques rattle ceilings and floors Whether coming Kemetic, Qu'ranic, Socratic, Platonic Rhymes split subatomic, my force be soul sonic Flows hydroponic, but these lungs blow no chronic More Jazz than Harry Connick with the ghost of Miles upon it Wisdom fission like collisions from the earth and a comet Serving a sonnet for all you little suckas not on it So put your hands up, for dead homies if you gotem Keep your hands tucked, if you're the one that might have shot them They killed Big, Pac and Buck 4-nobodycaught them? Hunt them till I got em on a certain square where I want them Then its checkmate, The Bishop is raw you can't stop him Steady plotting like Obama with S.E.A.L.S on Bin Laden [Hook] You know they tell us that we're hopeless and hell-bound For all my brothers in penitentiaries jailed down You know I got you in my heart till the day I die Think of the damage we could do if we wasn't high [Verse 2] It was crazy as a kid in the 80s we saw the wildest The rise of rap killer crack babies and violence Playing sega reading comics- age of Reganomics Preachers  way off topic making money w/ false prophets  Folks wanted bread, so I'mma show u why your pops is dead  You wonder why your uncle doing hella time in the feds  See all the smoking had the power of the panthers broken  Loaded with coke and guns kids started locin  15 in guess jeans new swatches  5 finger rings and cream oozing out the pockets Not  a cop could stop it, jealousy got sinister logic  Thats how the riders started shaking down the projects  This ain't a verse about cops thats crooked  I’m tryna show you how greed makes you bleed everybody look at  You might get paid of in these inner city playoffs But in the end you die all alone like Bernie Madoff [Hook] You know they tell us that we're hopeless and hell-bound For all my brothers in penitentiaries jailed down You know I got you in my heart till the day I die Think of the damage we could do if we wasn't high [Verse 3] The bay was never a joke my shirt smells like gunsmoke You can walk in hella yoked and leave the party with ya jaw broke Back in the day i saw the Fresh Fest Beats The Rich and Oakland was deep North south west east 6-9 was a beast Tearing up the Coliseum beating people with seats I tuck my chain and keep it peace these dudes will leave me deceased They found a body on the shore of alameda beach You don't believe me ask Big Creach Cause Fillmore and Lakeview was the same At the Solar System they stomp u all up outta ya chain The Soul Jacker had me ooped man Marin City was gritty you always knew they had a devastating crew man Up in Vallejo they moved that yayo, u try to play bro Then they come and spray ya whole house, yo Not a killer never went to jail you might doubt it Just a young Black male who lived to tell about it [Hook] Word is bond. Straight up from Shark City we're doing it gritty That's what its about represent The whole Bay Area stand up Welcome to Street Games Vol. 1 Hip-Hop Chess represent that west- we out