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K-Rino
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Twisted Graphics
[Intro]
It's so confusing
Let's take 'em back to the old school
Where we played the game with no rules
Long before Pro Tools
[Verse 1]
In one hour I predict that your flow will be dirt worthless
I'm too great to raise hell, I'll just lower the earth's surface
I play with the skills, most are not able to deal
I smothered his photograph and he suffocated for real
K usually says things that leave my opposition truly scared
Forget rice I'm spewing hot uzi lead at the newly weds
Deep as the deepest sea, born to write frequently
And that's the reason I got an extra set of hands where my feet should be
Nothing you speak is new, my speeches turn the people blue
Cut myself on stage and make my body fluids leak from you
The big bread cutter, what I utter can make the feds stutter
Nano diamonds, gold plate, meteorite head butter
Once I arrive it's little talking just simply slugs
Soak it in waterless tubs and drinking from empty jugs
So who can test, will be my next question
They discovered it's just festering inside a vest in a rest room at a best western
[Hook]x2
Every verse I have is, loaded with twisted graphics
Lyrical instant classics, so intricately crafted
Wizardry fully packed with, powers and mystic magic
People are lifted by the greatness of each gifted passage
[Verse 2]
Attempts to stop the spell would probably fail
They found parts of his body shell inside a well on a beach in Cozumel
Me losing a coward frauds, that's about the odds
Of a jouster's sword hitting the (?) from 7000 yards
Each day between the time of 3 and 6
I usually read a list of weak MCs to diss and eat them whole like feta fish
Once you cock your tongue and blast your mouth
I'll gladly you send you down the fastest route from a living person to Casper's house
I'm proud to be a spit boss, it's hard to get lost
Because my alternate universes don't run parallel they criss-cross
I think you should've been a cover girl
I'll choke you 'til your brother hurls
Then hide away for 9 years in another world
I had to shoot paragraphs at you, attributes are absolute
So now they dragging you out wrapped up in a new plastic suit
I gets it done, K the magnificent gifted son
Doing crossword puzzles with ten languages mixed in one
[Hook]x2
[Verse 3]
The superfluous man, heal you like an herbalist can
Murk you in front of your daughter because I heard she's a fan
With complexity, I'll possess you if you let me
Best to address me correctly, I was scared of myself too when I first met me
I'm heartless now, don't believe me you can call around
The horrid sound gets louder the lower you turn the volume down
My dictionary words are scrambled, G, not listed alphabetically
Which means you gotta hope to find them randomly
I write my anthems on trampolines
Hold you with my left hand and keep beating you with my right hand like a tambourine
The gasoline is doused, somebody (?) their spouse
Two in the morning I'm setting fire to an arsonist's house
Massive bigger, monographs are blasted for your rapid trigger
Spent my childhood playing with serial killer action figures
I'm not an average human
Looked into a crystal ball and saw myself alone at my 200-year class reunion
[Outro]
Real lyricism never dies
If you a lyricist you'll be one for eternity
Real lyricists never fall off
They just evolve and get greater
Yeah
We keep hitting you with these twisted graphics
S.P.C.
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