14.Nothings Black or WhiteAnd it doesn't matter anyway.Jul 14, 20262ShareOk, heres one, one I didnt do yet.High up in his castle black and white as the day gets.He deserves a knighthood or a bishops share at least,His peasants move like ninjas stalking fragile little beasts.He will play a Queens Gambit and no doubt pull it off,Of course I must be talking of Gary Kasparov.He doesnt need the ‘Vibes’ to play the ‘Ass’ out of your chair,He missed the bus, 45 seconds to go and still wins the game right there.“You speak of ‘Vibes’ and internet tricks on the modern chess board scene?I don’t need a wire, I was the first to rage against the machine!You want a Queen’s Gambit? I’ll sacrifice a pawn to open the line,While IBM’s engineers are panic-patching their design.I faced down Deep Blue when humanity’s brain was about to collapse,200 million positions a second, brute compute mapping the maps.They thought it was god, but it’s just a ten-mil dollar alarm clock in space,Trap the position, close up the center, and wait it out, pace race.You talk of your self-writing poly morphic code?That’s exactly the monster I met on the Philadelphia road!A machine has no doubt, no fear, and no biological soul to destroy,But it’s still just a mirror of the human minds that built the toy.So toggle your registers, coder, and boast of your L1 primal speed,But a computer alone is a dead weight without a human creative seed.I built the Centaur: human and silicon merged, a hybrid team,I didn’t lose to the chip; I assimilated and mastered its stream.”I’ll be frank here Garry, im not going to fight back.You got my king sitting in a corner on the black.You earned the praise I slipped into my dis track,But dont think im DeepBlue, time to pick up the slack.Ill switch sides and rhyme the next few lines with white.To show you how I see my place and yours all day and night.Remember your whole game fits in one 64 Word-Byte,And i can clock you out and more before DB boots up right.To prove im good Ill switch it back,Beat your again now im back on black,Your 64 locked in spaces tact,Your wall of little guys intact,So shut your ego up tonight,You got praised here, play it right,By a mind who can not only match your flight,But can introduce a whole new fight,Here comes the dark knight to strike back,A king rides forth out on horseback.The bishops lines pinpoint the attack,Your Queens Gambling, mine plays hack-i-sac.One where ive been playing both ends,Of the board to show you how i bend,When i think about things, no end my friend,96, bus missed, 45 secs left? The End.The king left the building, you tried to pretendUh-huh, cant touch this, hip toss, commend.Talking of Kings and what does that mean,We go from the board with the pawns and the Queen,Lets up the ante and look at the stage,And what a king really is in this day and age.Alright lets go while we stand and wait.This ones a biggie, his name still holds weight.You couldnt tread water next to this great...But what his voice didnt break?Hawai’i got some kind of ‘Ball Crushing’ snake?Nah those kinda jokes are kind of a low blow,When this guy sang ‘Over the Rainbow’And just cos he got every pall-bearer in the state,That doesnt put his talent or heart at stake.Ode to a random legend in mind,Oh, Kamakawiwo’ole, not an easy name to time.Still got time nothing better to do,Than rap some shit about a king or two.Maybe John Comyn on the ‘Wrong side of History’,Stolen by a ‘Guardian’ who faught against sovereignty.Oh the irony of regency surely isnt lost on me,The Comyn man is king in this land as far as I can see,And the king you see, its you and me. The Common man are we.Don’t let your mouth outrun your feet,Best pay attention to the beat.Respect deserved is Int-er Thread,Deliberately Int-er Bred,Please don’t mis-hear what I have said,All opinions come from my head!If maybe you like what I do,I’d like to read your comments too.
