KBG - Game of Death Lyrics

And that's just how it goes
I'm still winning
Telling me Imma die on this level?
I'm still living
Shit
Not a pacifist but I'll pass a fist
Through your cranium make it feel like glass
And if you try to challenge just understand you're in my path

Okay okay okay
I'm sweating bullets
But I keep it moving
Kind of like me her and Kamasutra
I'll blow right through ya
Man that suits you
My life ain't shit with the strings they pulling
You ain't striving the f*ck is you doing?
(Get on my level bruh)
The f*ck is you doing.
Game of death floor by floor
Make my way up like it's the last thing I live for
So I put my burdens on my back
Smoke a quick sack
Zip my gear up
Then I'm through the door
Bitch life is short
Do what I want
You cannot push me I got the force
Luke in the gut
Quick on my feet
You can never catch me slipping I'm quick as a theif
Cannot compete
Never slow even when I'm smoking refer
Catch this ether
Fly by you at light speed
Call 911 He's having a seizure
I am a Wolf run with a a pack of dogs that'll do more than woof
And I don't need fur to look more than elegant
I can get nasty like f*cking Bellatrix
For the hell of it Imma rage
Better yet f*ck the game I'm sick of celibacy
Jealousy that I'm nobody's bitch
You f*cking pissed that they can't pimp me
Rollin Ridin Dirty but the feds can't catch me
Can't test me no threats don't affect me
F*ck a sinner I'm here for God's blessing
I'm only came to win either that or the death of me
And the girl you with she wanna dissect me
She sent a text I left her ass on read b

And that's just how it goes
I'm still winning
Telling me Imma die on this level?
I'm still living
Shit
Not a pacifist but I'll pass a fist
Through your cranium make it feel like glass
And if you try to challenge just understand you're in my path