The Bad Tenants - KTGFR lyrics

[Scratch Intro: DJ Idlhnds] [Pre Chorus: The Bad Tenants] We stay grounded till we turn into stars We out here K-T-G-F-R We like the 19th amendment how we close down bars [Chorus: The Bad Tenants] We out here K-T-G-F-R K-T-G-F-R, I said K-T-G-F-R k**ing The Game For Real K-T-G-F-R, I said K-T-G-F-R k**ing The Game For Real [Verse 1: DJ Idlhnds] Square one. First dice roll First enlightenment and I'm getting an eye full We sped out the gate (with no rearview!) So much determination though (Not fearful!) Now the game's underway until The Tennies say we're finished No canned veg got a bag of fresh spinach And we possess an obligation to ourselves To do what the f** we love, regardless of the sales Expect change, amendments to the rule book Even lames commend us with a cool look A slight head nod and a half grin The ball bounces our way because we gave it some backspin In a space that was incredibly blessed I got a fat paycheck from the community chest (I'm Rich!) Third roll was a three and six Move a couple squares get it live in this b**h [Scratch break: DJ Idlhnds.] [Pre Chorus: The Bad Tenants] We stay grounded till we turn into stars We out here K-T-G-F-R We like the 19th amendment how we close down bars [Verse 2: Casey G] Front lawn lounging like I'm king of the block I got a scotch with ice sweating in a plastic cup Got these fake Rays sporting like a million bucks I got a big mouth but I got the flow to back sh** up I'm like Vesuvius, cool as sh**, then suddenly blow I'm like a student is, prudent, then I lose control I'm your dream date with more swagger Seemed safe, you know better My scene-scape serene these things find me alluring No mistake I k** games, I meet dames forget names These homies for sure, should know, not to test me STOP. Yo, I think I'm seeing red Got this heavy f**ing flow, by all accounts I'm undead I'm the fox up in the coop, making mischief my plan Because I'm sick of all these chickens acting like they went H.A.M Whole squad ill-themed. Seems the time is at hand Go nuts, f** it up, wile out and tell them what we do [Verse 3: Good Matters] I'm rap Hell's Kitchen. Top Chef. What up birds? Cook a hot flow, even Ramsey's flustered Spicing up the flavor like Chinese mustard The sounds taste so good, lean back, well f** sir! It's all in the ingredients list, not only plead, but insist I need a quarter-inch to XLR and drink in my fist Don't like repeating this ish and I'll be needing it quick I got a show to rock and here you are impeding my sh** Well I'm sorry, didn't mean to get cross I get a little out of sorts when it's about to set off It's too hot in the kitchen, you need to get lost We the line chefs quick and flippin the burgs at the bar We the servers, the ferver is taking the crowd Quick learners, you heard, now you singing it loud It's a hook so catchy sung behind the bar Say it with me now K-T-G-F-R [Chorus: The Bad Tenants] We out here K-T-G-F-R K-T-G-F-R, I said K-T-G-F-R k**ing The Game For Real K-T-G-F-R, I said K-T-G-F-R k**ing The Game For Real [Scratch Outro: DJ Idlhnds]