Advance Pawns

Yeah, yeah, a special guest appearance

From the slums.... yo, ayo

I examine your diameter, third eye light the camera up

Be careful, I got four ninjas inside your parameter

Perimeter, flame burst out all sides like Gamera

My poisonous is released, gas from the canister

Raise the Black fist, we keep the Earth on it's axis

I make a good day move slow like molasses

Welcome to the bee hive, dual processor with the G5

There's not a tape or disco break I can't revive

In this hi-tech world of firewire and microchip

We still keep the four-five clip, filled with the spiral tip

I come from the 36 Chambers of danger

With many lyrical swordsmen, that quick to change ya

The difficulty to see closely, is mostly

It's a critical point, when you rap **** approach me

Like the blind, deaf, dumb who mind was left numb

A non B-Boy ****, couldn't rhyme to the drum

When I started MC'ing I entered, the gates of pleasure

Not knowing, I be coming with too much to measure

With the math of an elder, and the steel of a welder

The path of tray, that I had laid down, that held the

Blueprint, that would draw attention like the Pope

I examine all with the internal mirror of the scope

Supreme deluxe edition, CREAM with a touch of wisdom

Fiends death throughout the system; streams I conduct, you listen

How you gonna tell me no? Yo, the fuck you isn't

Locked in a four block radius like a public prison

Twenty two year old, dunn ain't got a cup to piss in

But he got a borrowed gun, index knuckle twitching

And he got a baby moms and her cousin bitching

Went to catch a body, now he stuck in another prison

When you see it, you better acknowledge it, all swords

Blaze the green hundred fours

Pull out on you, blew you for the cause in Sudan

Oust a ****, seclude you from my Clan

This is war, the Glock ACEs, on cameras sniffin' raw

Why try to fuck with these lecturers?

I'm so high powered, my electrical structure blew down the floor

You was king for a second – I rang, came with a different name

The W.T.C. Family and more – one!

They applause when I make my entrance

I move on 'em with age and experience, before I start the sentence

The rhyme was designed to meet most demand

With enough to compensate, fertilize the land

We blew out the belt drive; M.C.'s, they felt vibes

Powerful dart narrowly missing your whole tribe

Scientists look at the magnitude and devastation

But the strands of heavy metal seem to have no relation

But it's always potential for large scale disasters

Because the instrumental spins a hundred times faster

Many was taken, was at the price of a pawn

The collective loss had left a thousand to mourn

Them Clansmen, are the nucleus of Hip-Hop

There's no room for error, M.C.'s will get dropped

Evidence of terrifying threats from heat pressure

Powered by strong winds that blew rhymes off the dresser

The word spread through the town, from Yonkers to Lefferts

Is to kill off the slang, was a city wide effort

But they couldn't be more wrong

My click was all strong

Fit together seamlessly, 'til you're all gone

The Queen, by far, is the strongest piece

She too should not be prematurely brought into play during the opening

Or she will be attacked by weaker pieces, and driven back

It is very dangerous to make a raid with the Queen early on in the game

It is best, in opening, to make but one move with the Queen

And that, to a square where she is not exposed

To any direct or indirect attack