Strong Game - K Rino

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Strong game

Strong game, strong game, strong game

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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 pass?

Stupid lad, you in a English class tryna do the math

Super bad, show you how the old school do their ass

Run up on a pack of young rappers and their ass

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 skill race I’m never last and you never last

I’m just tryna have loot, rappin' for the grassroots

I’ll break my foot up in ya ass with a glass 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

Kill 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

Unsurpassable 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 pass

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'