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Checkmate
Pawn You've been a peon, lowly pawn your whole life Never amounted to much, nothing much ever went right Grew up dirt piss poor, never knew the reason why you were put on this earth for So you start cyber chasing every get-rich-scam or scheme, cashing out is a lame loser's favorite daily daydream While waiting in a single file soup kitchen line, the dumbest idea ever entered your muddled mind: escape poverty's prison through a life of crime Mean magistrates moved you around the board ever since Inconsequential has been the sum of your sorry existence Knight You're a headless, karaoke knight riding a pale horse, traveling aimless, without honor and shameless ... singing drunken songs about imitations of life Given a choice, riotous living you lasciviously endorse Spurred in the direction of death, you always make wrong way decisions Trying to move up a spot or two in a mobile mercenary life, ain't difficult to do, if given the right princely price Loose loyalty has you always fleeing the specter of the sword, side stepping death's demise more than once or twice Bishop D.W.B are your birth initials, David Weyland Bishop; spelled diagonally, bingo, Dates Women at Bordellos Signed up to be a Catholic consigliore priest once, when mother of the brood said she reject runts Couldn't keep the vows you sacredly swore, because you loved chasing after widows and whores You like getting paid pretty to recite the verses, you like getting laid, lustily piling up the curses Every angle you play, leads your defrocked soul more astray Rook An inept rook, who tried to pickpocket the key to the castle of God's kingdom when you joined a secret society of thieves Learned how to steal several different ways, got tricked out when you started believing crime pays Just another swindling, small-time crook other people possessions you pilfered ... fell horizontally in love with the things you took Destination: vertical down, looks like you're hustling hellbound King You dream of living large, like a king on a throne; but court jesters tend to live where fools belong Presently, your domicile is the dog pound, got a rap sheet stretching a mile long Must be planning to purchase a palace underground Your CO warned you to only take one step at a time, but your MO is simple though: keep committing crime using the same cookie cutter plan, which chuckling cops say, always makes you so easy to find Queen Being bailed out yet again by an icy queen you love to hate With a dark, domineering woman like this, expect to be bitten by a bloody black widow kiss When it comes to wielding willpower over men, she's manipulates with an air of regal royalty A poor puppet like you is way out of your little league, you don't have the mental moxie to capably compete Jezebel has you tangled, trapped in the throes of damnation --- it's getting loco late You never cared to seek salvation: now game's over ... checkmate!
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