The THIRD episode of Sixteen Saturdays brought you by my myself, Chad 'L.E' McGhie, and the great homie Alex McArthur with Alex McArthur Photography and AMP Visuals. https://www.facebook.com/AlexMcarthurphotography/ This is a remix to ADDERALL by Aywy. & EphRem You can listen to the original here! https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KlL4xXwRF9U FREE DOWNLOAD AT: https://soundcloud.com/limitededitionle/sixteen-saturdays-3-rooks-aywy-ephrem-adderall-remix LYRICS: [Sixteen] But Chris Farley's dead, I could go off the head What I drop instead, rocks your stead, get it fat like it's lots of bread Carbs, there's bars in my eyes, the stars are my highs Crown of thorns, torn from the form, of a swarm on the rise Ride the tide inside the mind kind of captivating Scratch the hating, raps elating, inside a dome, encapsulating Grab a dictionary, I'll probably get overlooked I keep turning wack rappers off like the closed a book! Shook! Better not mistook, my mistake, I got the hook Took the stage by rage, a page of KINGS, and I'm killing ROOKS Straight lines! I douse their necks in the bass slime, Rappers fake, artificial, like sex over face time I don't waste time, punches until they see the pavement I breathe adjacent but rappers are running like they're seeing Jason! Thought they functioned with some skills, but they're fucking with some pills I walk in the room and soon, they're ducking off the bill! [Chorus/Hook] Rooks, useuful 'till they're took, At the edge of the map, it's a trap if you look Rooks, look at the tools that they bring, They might be kind of useful but it's useful to a King! Rooks, you can loose them in their stare Until they see your mind, and all they look is scared Rooks, look at the walls alll around Even if Rooks win the game, they end up falling to the crown! Rooks x2