Yo was up allow me to introduce myself Exploration of deeper realms of thought into the black hole of my mentality Merciless verses burn like acid when you battle me yeah Temple of doom 4000 levels to consume
[K-Rino] Step in the temple of doom Lyrical levitator Ligament lacerator Legendary line learner Might take your life later Eulogy creator Massacre maker Voice slaved to health Open my book by the light Vocals laid theyself I get positioned be rippin ya while ya wishin Bustin nuts and listen Flow through a collision like an apparition Commence to rammin your thought pattern And slammin ya doomin ya damnin ya so let the mortician examine ya my style is verbless challangen me is perilous street legend evolved into the most scariest therapist words physician drama enhance the third power radiation is caused by my potent nuclear word drama you starin right into the glaring light insomable flows it lights suckers at 300 degrees fahrenheit measure my power might murder reunite the manuscript the ?? mad at your souls subtract 'em I spit 'em send 'em Signalize they be in 'em Anatomy equipped to drink the five deadly venoms The rest is history my fist will be swangin so dope that one rope left 20 violators hangin
[Chorus] Six million ways to die, choose one if you can't take the heat get your face from in front of the gun Six million ways to die, choose one if you can't take the heat get your face from in front of the gun
Observe the spoken word I amaze like science fiction Whole populations suffer from massive homicide affliction I burn 'em hard punch to the sternum Cause I'm rattling lungs Multilingual rapper able to battle in tongues Prolific paragragh producer rough rocket scientist Deep intellectual advanced vocabulary user Highest level I rose passed it Funeral bringer family members hearing moans from the closed casket When its my turn cease the loud jokin My microphone exuding poisonous gas that left the crowd choking Witnesses fall when I get your verbal victims outnumbered dockin supplies so its 20 bodies to a stretcher Don't need no ganja to conjure My styles are a step My vocals vertically they reach 200 miles up Mathematic melodious mind minutes with mastery of metaphysics musical mirror mad monologues religious south park pioneer getting mine went back in time to crack some rappers I forgot to bust in 89 temple left them in solitary confinement emergency surgery whole body realignment
[Chorus] Six million ways to die, choose one if you can't take the heat get your face from in front of the gun Six million ways to die, choose one if you can't take the heat get your face from in front of the gun
Help is needed for the conceited Imitators defeated Lyrics lethally injected Criminals die when they read it Came out the womb after 12 months due to unfinished business I was writin my first rhyme and couldn't leave until I was finished So ice cold I freeze in the summer The boomin trap creator killer cop crucifier deep human calculator meditator boy you don't know how slow you rock trick I see the future so I might just holler come in right before you knock extracurricular beat downs I'm kickin the worst non perpendicular visions causing the victim to vomit those who's poetic dread it follow the rapid threat I'm gettin flashbacks of events that haven't happened yet Criminolistic chronicles I create and criticize legitimize battle strategy til he dies cast him out rhymes cut his jugular slashed him out mics bleedin to death rappers faintin and passin out dialects sadistic terminal vocal teacher so twisted birthdate unlisted proven K-Rino never existed fool started gunnin so I satarted runnin at him he was bustin but I kept on comin I'm K-Rino extensions passin my sound all around Doing push ups without touching the ground I can break down each letter in my name if you want it Killer rhymes intellectually nullifying opponents K-Rino
[Chorus] Six million ways to die, choose one if you can't take the heat get your face from in front of the gun Six million ways to die, choose one if you can't take the heat get your face from in front of the gun
I'm flowin, I kick the kind of style that keep them hustlas rollin I drop the kind of verse that keep the paper foldin Them haters never seen the kind of heat I'm holdin One lyric to his chest left his body swollen I'm flowin I kick the kind of style that keep them hustlas rollin I drop the kind of verse that keep the paper foldin Them haters never seen the kind of heat I'm holdin One lyric to his chest left his body swollenTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
