Im A MC For The Check by Cheikh Lyrics

[Cheikh]
The Back of my tooth say 10K
Kunta Kinte, you been slave
To them whips and to them chains
You used to when you niggas hang, nigga
But we used to get hanged, so BANG
I chief kief and bang bang wit my gang gang
Gold on my fangs, on my neck: Chain Chains
I'm a fxcking slave, I'm a slave to the game
I'm a fxcking slave, I slave I don't FxCKING complain
It's a shame
Most MC's should be a cum stain
I'm fly but I'mma drive, I won't fxcking come plane
Penmanship float like HOV is his name
Gold Teeth, Gold Soul, nigga, GOLD is his game
I'mma take my first Mill and put the whole in a frame
And that's the smallest picture, on my soul, I'mma Paint
Every song is my whole soul in a frame
And that's why all this nigga do is smoke and inflame
Ironically, Iconically, Torch rekindling Prodigy
Honestly, so blunt it's more smoke than the train
I'm a-fxcking-shamed, I'm ashamed of the game
Turn this bxtch to Mortal Kombat; Liu Kang in his name
Cloaked in the Flame
OG like Chase B
Word to my Houston Rounds around change
I'm around names soon to be household
Held in house 'cause my clout made your whole house fold
I ain't human, I never sleep, I be out cold
So I don't dream, I enter The Matrix and scout code
I told you, I'm MORE than Morpheus;
Morphing into an Oracle AND an Orpheus
LOOK HIM UP PUSSY
Shxt, even if I was Pussy you'd have to douche me
"I got big plans Mr. Officer, DON'T push me"
Offer a dumb rookie
A blunt full of slump cookies
Shotgun, firing Shotgun at young rookie Op
Operating off of assumptions, could have shook me
I'm crookedly straight up a fxcking crook, B
J's on my feet
Chains on my Neck
I'M A MC, YOU A SLAVE FOR THE CHECK
But shxt, I'm a fxckin slave, a slave for respect
And I feel disrespected by some slaves I detect
I'm a MC, you just aim for this teck
Cuz bxtch I ball hard, even aim for the tech
Yeah I'm still a slave, I'm a slave for respect boi
I came from the slums and them slums came correct
With this CANE on my gums, I'm an ABLE plane wreck
Thoughts clutter every corner, my mind is a plain WRECK
Yeah I'm still a slave, I'm a slave for respect but
I came from them slums and them slums came correct
Gold fangs both dripping bloodstains on the check
I'M A MC, HE A SLAVE TO THE CHECK

I'M A MC
AIM WITH THE TECK
AIM WITH THE-
I'm A MC I'M A MC
AIM AT HIS NECK
AIM AT HIS NECK
I'M A MC I'M A MC
I'MMA AIM WITH THE TECK
AIM WITH THE TECK

I'M A MC, HE A SLAVE FOR THE CHECK
Y'ALL NIGGAS CHECKING FOR SOME SLAVES FOR THE CHECK
YOU A SLAVE TO A NIGGA THAT'S A SLAVE TO THE CHECK
I'M A FxCKIN SLAVE TO SOME SLAVES TO RESPECT!
TRY TO EARN MY RESPECT? PULL OUT A. TECK
BALL HARD, MY NIGGA, I AIM FOR THE TECK
AIM FOR THE STARS, LAND ON YOUR NECK