k-rino - strong game lyrics
[intro]
come on, haha haha ha
what is this? strong game
strong game, strong game, strong game
let’s go
[verse]
i got that strong game, better not catch you rolling the wrong lane
i’m so long, man, that i name drop my own name
mob boss, silence folks, lift ya like a pot of dope
style kaleidoscope, boy you shady as a college coach
to get your whole crew swept ’cause you slept
me, i’m smooth enough to stand on one foot and two-step
i might hit ya with this scripture then i ain’t gon’ worry with ya
this game i’ma take it over like a blurry picture
the lyric-stealer convicter, my dope curriculum, who could p-ss?
stupid lad, you in a english cl-ss tryna do the math
super bad, show you how the old school do their -ss
run up on a pack of young rappers and [?] their -ss
leaving heathen rappers believing teaching with perfect meaning
satan can’t possess me, i spit a verse and convert the demon
we the same but we different, listen fast
in a sk!ll race i’m never last and you never last
i’m just tryna have loot, rappin’ for the gr-ssroots
i’ll break my foot up in ya -ss with a gl-ss boot
i’m great indeed but it seem like they ain’t takin’ heed
fakers breed, forget your hairline, i make your face recede
my game is strong, been that way since i came along
now my brain is warm, you want beef, i got an angus for ’em
beat ya from sideways, forward or reverse
construct my house and build the second floor before the first
you’re not yet at the number of pages i blessed
the people trust me like i was the process
it’s like a belt when my sequences are felt
so unguardable, i started playing defense on myself
got a all around shine that’ll make a man blind
advanced mind, i’ll email you from a landline
wouldn’t go see you for three bucks, all of your beats suck
me i’m in the streets, doing donuts in a brink’s truck
rappers reluctant to speak much, posting that weak stuff
but i think deep enough to make the west and east touch
shadow be clutch, k is the bigger threat while you quick to flex
i be knowing what you ’bout to say like predictive text
they get depressed when i raise to the next stage
social media has created the instant mess-age
everybody gossiping, poppin’ off on they ex page
using it to display ignorantly expressed ways
i label you secondary, i’m primary
phones still ringing, i stay booked like libraries
remember these clever similes and metaphors
they ready for war, boys is lower than credit scores
it’ll be easy defeating this punk
k!ll your career faster than a black celebrity meeting with trump
i go to new lengths, my days is spent tryna pursue rent
the blueprint, i charge $50 for my two cents
watch your mouth, i am not your seed
boy please, how you the goat and you ain’t got no cheese?
i make ’em [?] while i’m mobbin’ for bread
spit with no beat and people still bobbin’ their head
and it’s amazing how i keep winning like nick saban
i’m brazen, playing dirty as if i quit bathing
unsurp-ssable battler, my mic hand shakes like a rattler
so when i rap, i get madder than jim adler
hoping i let you slide for your ignorant trash
but see i’m like a ball hog, i’ll never give you a p-ss
you talkin’ big from a distance but i knew you was the type to runnin’
when i’m in your face, you wanna leave like a psycho comin’
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