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Ameraycan Studios - Checkmate Live At The Fillmore San Francisco August 16 2000 Lyrics

[Intro: Sen Dog]
Are you ready? Ah
Yeah, come on, hey
Hey, hey

[Verse 1: Sen Dog | B-Real]
Here we go, y'all, it's the nigga Hector
Lunatic smokin' loop loose in your sector
Got my eye on the money apparatus
Like a bone to a dog, you know I gotta have it
Anywhere near the shit, and I'll grab it
Turn around stares to your face and I jab it
Drop you like one of those ill bad habits
Hunt you like a hillbilly huntin' rabbit
Cuttin' niggas up like motherfuckin' Muggs on the wheels
(For real) Penitentiary steel
Put heads to bed from the choke, headlock
Fadеs, bald heads to perms, dreadlocks
Bwoy, rudеbwoy with my style
I can get foul or wild, or break fool

[Chorus: B-Real | Sen Dog]
(Checkmate, fool) Hang 'em high
Got the live shit, bangin' whenever you wanna try
Shoot to thrill, be at the Hill, we take 'em all
(Checkmate, fool) Wherever the pawns fall
(Checkmate, fool) Hang 'em high
Got the live shit, bangin' whenever you wanna try
Shoot to thrill, be at the Hill, we take 'em all
(Say, checkmate, fool)
[Verse 2: B-Real | Sen Dog | Cypress Hill]
Look, look, look, every way you get shook
To the pawn takin' out the rook, goin' by the book
Lights get took and taken, you're pulsating, you can't breathe
No need to look up and see me — your last hope
When you want mellow, you call whoever
For the hype shit, you call the Hill, put it together
Runnin' this game, bringin' the same raw shit
Over the hills, through the city, we come equipped
To the letter, keepin' your temperature down low
What I reveal, the good shit to heal all souls
Makin' you roll late night, my game's tight
To the new shit I bring, never the same hype
Push that shit off, get up, don't let off
No matter how much blood you spit up
You could never be fuckin' with Greenthumb
The outcome's specific, you spliff it, collapsed lung
We hit hard, breakin' your guard, you can't tell
When the bells ring (Ding ding), the pawn fell

[Chorus: B-Real | Sen Dog]
(Checkmate, fool) Hang 'em high
Got the live shit bangin' whenever you wanna try
Shoot to thrill, be at the Hill, we take 'em all
(Checkmate, fool) Wherever the pawns fall
(Checkmate, fool) Hang 'em high
Got the live shit bangin' whenever you wanna try
Shoot to thrill, be at the Hill, we take 'em all
(Checkmate, fool) Wherever the pawns fall
[Post-Chorus: Cypress Hill | B-Real]
Checkmate, checkmate, checkmate
Check, ch-check, check, ch-check, checkmate
(Peek-a-boo, you, fuck you)

[Verse 3: Sen Dog | B-Real | Cypress Hill]
I'ma freak that funk, slam it in the trunk
Kill all junk with the suicide dunk
Nobody came my way (Way)
Talkin' 'bout the fake side of L.A., so whatever
Punk-ass clique you claim
Keep poppin' that shit, I'll beat your frame
I want that big-time, asshole, studio gangsta
Wolf a lotta shit, but ain't fuckin' main factor

[Verse 4: B-Real | Sen Dog | Cypress Hill]
My nigga Sen's rollin' again, remember when
We rocked shows, battlin' foes, the time's been long
Strong with the styles, you ain't here to win
Like blood pourin' out of the pen, the ink stains
Slim chance if it gets in your brain, hot flash
Got you heated with repeated attacks over the tracks
Hack niggas up, jack niggas up, jack niggas up
Jack niggas up, takin' the wack niggas out
Snowball effect, we rollin' the city limits
Crushin' them bitch-ass niggas with all the gimmicks
[Chorus: B-Real | Sen Dog]
(Say checkmate, fool) Hang 'em high
Got the live shit bangin' whenever you wanna try
Shoot to thrill, be at the Hill, we take 'em all
(Say checkmate, fool) Wherever the pawns fall
(Checkmate, fool) Hang 'em high
Got the live shit bangin' whenever you wanna try
Shoot to thrill, be at the Hill, we take 'em all
(Say, checkmate, fool) Wherever the pawns fall

[Post-Chorus: Cypress Hill]
Checkmate, checkmate, checkmate
Check, ch-check, check, ch-check, checkmate
Checkmate, checkmate, checkmate
Check, ch-check, check, ch-check, checkmate

[Outro: B-Real]
We're gonna hit you in the head with our next single
This, this joint is, uh, one of my favorites off of the Skull & Bones album
This is called "Can't Get the Best of Me"