Chekhov’s Gun Songtext
von PhorHead

I was hinting at it from the start and now I got my Chekhov
Add another goal for every bucket that I check off
Work pay off
Thirst stay on ok
My shirt crayon′d
Verse ain't wrong ok
I was hinting at it from the start and now I got my Chekhov
Add another goal for every bucket that I check off
Work pay off
Thirst stay on ok
My shirt crayon′d
Verse ain't wrong ok yuh


Believe me when I say this shit easy yeah
100K on some 15-minute beats yeah
Minute made and man this feelin' sweet
When I chat with Sandman I see me presently yeah
Show don′t tell it′s a miracle I speak
I'm a Van Gogh piece when I creep on the street yeah
Prolly come with some sheep′s fleece on my feet
I'm a fucking artist no need for being discreet yeah
I been saying I′m insane
The vision came
The kid's to thank for it
Against grain
I spit paint
You bitches lame finished in a minute
I did change
I nixed fake
Honest mistake
That′s just no way to live
I've ditched mates
Since been great
My interests changed I didn't stay a kid
Come on
It ain′t just hearsay I′m gone
Yeah bitch I'm here to stay for long
Told every peer lame so long
Yes every beat made′s frozen
Yeah bitch my ears say Bonhomme
And this may seem fake
The things I been sayed have become real
I'm someone
Uh yeah

I was hinting at it from the start and now I got my Chekhov
Add another goal for every bucket that I check off
Work pay off
Thirst stay on ok
My shirt crayon′d
Verse ain't wrong ok
I was hinting at it from the start and now I got my Chekhov
Add another goal for every bucket that I check off
Work pay off
Thirst stay on ok
My shirt crayon′d
Verse ain't wrong ok yuh


Much to come
I've done none
Just begun the run
Up from crumbs
1 of 1 become
Brought new drums to color something plum
Amongst chums no longer under front
My lungs sung "I′ve got all under thumb"
All clumped up I must just shun the runt
Wasn′t fun I was just young and dumb
Put to practice if you're so sick
Not that they would notice
Put to action if you so wish
You reap what you sow bitch
Is you matching what you focus
Or are you just hopeless
Fucking actually go it′s what everyone's goal is
Fancy now
Am I standing out pants loud
To cram houses or just hand an ounce
To stand mountains or just stay on ground
To plan out just let out a sound
Invent bounce or just one done and bounce
What counts is what I′ve done but one pound
If I'm skilled I ask to what amount

I was hinting at it from the start and now I got my Chekhov
Add another goal for every bucket that I check off
Work pay off
Thirst stay on ok
My shirt crayon′d
Verse ain't wrong ok
I was hinting at it from the start and now I got my Chekhov
Add another goal for every bucket that I check off
Work pay off
Thirst stay on ok
My shirt crayon'd
Verse ain′t wrong ok yuh