Rustage – Sports

Rustage – Sports Lyrics

Artist: Rustage
Song: Sports

Definition of a short king
I stay running for my goals, they be walking
I’m straight gunning for the gold. they exhaused, talk sh#t
Watch this bird evolving like a Torchic

I won’t leave a warning
Too quick
I stay undisputed
Kageyama laying the foundations like a blueprint

Who’s this?
Decoy, I’m allusive
Proved it
Play no games like Kenma

When I pull up, I go stupid
[One more
Now I’m seeing red like it’s Nekoma
[Encore

Lines stay connected like an XLR
[Top score, let’s go
Come on, give it all you got
[One more, next blow

Spike it for the winning shot
Anxious when the crowd start to hype me
Way I run, this makes the legs move lightspeed
Claimed 21, then became I savage

See the way I move around like I came from Madden
Oop, left, juke right, I sustained the balance
Got the moves mapped out like I made an atlas
It’s well known that I’m gifted though

How you think I went and won the Christmas Bowl?
I got techs by the mound like a factory
Want talk sweet? Get punched drunk, daiquiri
Arm swing me and Chris copped another battery

Y’all so tired out, I’d run through you casually
You catching me? [Nah
Balling ’till the day the whole fame across the fences
Y’all would p#ss# out, leave ya blood, you on ya menses

Pitch scale, Earth Day, knocking trash up off the benches
How you go and let me throw the towel and still top the census?
I’ve been training everyday just to get here
Football frontier

Like my name, make a mark
Kid is in his own tier
Goalkeeping, the goal: keep moving forwards
And my forwards scoring when they on the ball

Forever a mainstay, I ain’t ever been a sub
The name of the game change when I’m tryna get a dub
And Raimon the main gang, we ain’t ever letting up
It’s [???

‘Till my team lifting the cup
He messing with the captain, then
Like a goalie, rounds flying a his abdomen
He steady sleeping on the team

But when he in his dreams, is the only ever time we seen him catch a win
The cup trophy, we can stacking them
Running out of places on my shelf
Never been complacent, only pacing against myself

Loop Barcelona, only made it with some help
And I’m always moving fowards, but stay patient with myself
Look, they gon’ try and play me like I wasn’t the champion
I made the cut when I packed the stadiums

Live from the Kamogawa Gym, they training us
Featherweight champ, my title is the greatest one
At the top, I’m the general
They gon’ see the pendulum swinging, I hit the Dempsey roll

I’ma leave ’em beat up and weakened between the intervals
Punches leave ’em drunk, they flinching with every hit I through
Monsterous, explosive with the right just like a bombing
Blue and purple sight, they see a light, then they unconscious

I’ve been underdog, rookie of the year
When they see the raised hands, all them p#ssies hide in fear
Thought I was scraps, yo
Always had to deal with these #ssh#l#s

Hit ’em hard, never been the one who would act slow
Unparalled
Think they noticed I’m kinda fast, though
Get the last blow

Know that I was never a Glass Joe
Step into the ring, but you best get set
With a swing, it’s an uppercut, no head left
And they always try to hit me with so many death threats

But they probably should have guessed that I’m not dead yet
Who the hot shot causing all the racket
Seventh grade, you can’t even step into my bracket
It won’t happen, yeah, you lack practice

The young savage known to cause damage
You call the crowd reaction, I’m the star attraction
So far from average, got it from my daddy
You don’t have to ask me, I’ma let you know

You still got a ways to go
Life is a big game of ping pong
Energy transfer
I am the problem, the answer

The yin, the yang
How you come to save and kill the game
Wave like a gawd hoe
Feel the flame

World keep spinning, but I’m still the same
Still insane
Still clap bodies like thunder rain
Still on top like a king, I reign

Tell ’em it’s all downhill from here
But I get at ’em and even switch up
Came out the shadows with beams lit up
Class is on “S”, ain’t no average Joes

I slide up, pistol gripped, you Casper, ghost
My mans is cold, strapped with the langa range
Y’all all Tadashi, snakes, we dot ya face
Put ’em in the dirt

Wet ’em up ’till they thought it rained
No ollie, but I let it pop like I’m tryna skate, yeah
Kim Jong shaking at the knees when I roll up
Love a pork piece in a bowl cut

Judges thinking they were huffing coal dust
‘Cuz I leave ’em breathless in the second that I go straut
Half the stuff I brung [fax
Copying your form and styling it back [blades clash

Every moment on the ice, an attack
Feel the pressure like a pair of nines tight to my back
So I guess I’ll be the great one, rise to the task
Know I’m always ready

Breathing steady, you gon’ lose
See how she be getting
When I wet, it make a move
Body so athletic, when I stroke, it makes typhoons

All of you pathetic, when you choke, what’s your excuse?
That’s speed
Six pack, abs jacked, yeah, that’s me
Stand back, get lapped

That’s my team, now that you’re back, know that Rin
Now I’m Free!
Poverty stricken, it’s time to use my assets
Always been sporty, friend, now it’s time to pay that back end

Taxin’, blastin’, a Butt Cannon’s what I’m packin’
A water baby, never stagnant about that action
A-rank, but you can see Ds in 2D
Okay, do it for the yen, I might just do it for the hee-hee

Ha
Men tour my body, but can’t touch it like my mentor
Booty booty rockin’ everywhere like this a dance floor
I’ll give it to you full throttle, you don’t wanna race

In the Eight-Six when I break drift, you don’t got the pace
Since grade six, I made trips, tell my father thanks
I got a lot to prove, but not a lot to say
I got a lot to lose, but homie, not today

I heard you got the juice, but you don’t want to play
I grab the stick and I move like it’s GTA
I had to show and prove that I’m the truth, now they so afraid
I’m not the one to argue calls and give you no attitude

I’m the miracle passing dude throwing up alley-oops
I’m a shadow to the light, but I shine in my own way
Like Houdini, now you see me, now you don’t, winning is everything
Behind the back like I’m gossiping

See the ball go in, then best believe it’s not from me
I make Kagami look better, so accurate with the set up
You know if time is running out, I pass the ball and that’s forever
Why you think I’ma pass it

Head first to the rim and the basket
I’m impressing all the women in masses
Quick pivot off the dribble, I’ma spin on an axis
Fingertip flick quick, I don’t miss, I’ma cash it

Cheer girls squeaking like the sneakers on the hard paint
Genius Hanamichi, undefeated when I call plays
Rebound king, I be jumping with it all day
If I catch it for the slam dunk, that’s a ball game
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From the album:
Sports Anime (feat. Delta Deez, Aerial Ace, Breeton Boi, Mir Blackwell, Khantrast, Zach B, Mac Ro, KickFlamez, Ty Wild, Freeced, Vanquish, Nicky Trakks, FrivolousShara, Mix Williams & 954Mari) [Explicit]
Release Year: 2021