Anotha Rhyme - K Rino

You wanna see me, pull your cash out

The world don’t wanna see me lash out

OD those sleeping pills, still ripped after I passed out

You optically see what a perfect verbal model be

I’m like a drug now so pharmacies wanna bottle me

If K-Rino spit it, admit it, trick, it’s gotta be wicked

I list rappers names and scratch ‘em off like lottery tickets

I’m the real wizard that Dorothy and them wanted to see

My brain temperature at birth was 203

They say I’m deeper now, that’s how strong my game got

I’m so far out there that I’m right back in the same spot

Figured it out while I dropped a stigmatism

I got a rhyme for every existed microscopic organism

I can take what y’all bringing at me

I ain’t crazy, I’m ducking ‘cause the ghost of rappers I killed was swinging at

me

See my vocal cords can stop a train

I strain and pop a vein, trust me, I can drown you with a drop of rain

Here I go, I’m ‘bout to spit another rhyme

Or add flow from another time

The whole universe is in my mind

Sixteen murders in every line

Here I go, I’m ‘bout to spit another rhyme

Or add flow from another time

The whole universe is in my mind

Sixteen murders in every line

If you ever read my resume

You’ll see I’m capable of switching tomorrow out with yesterday

Your lack of skill made me crack the

When it comes to winning, we couldn’t count on you if you was a calculator

I got dark thoughts so my mind is black

Stared at the beat for three minutes, when they played it back, my rhyme was on

the track

I see the platinum pieces you collected

But fool, I’ll hook a chain up to the earth and wear a planet around my neck

Mama said never let a fool beat ya

I’m a cool preacher, you couldn’t test me if you was my school teacher

Concocting ten flows that pollute minds like putting toxin in

My touch is strong enough to leave fingerprints on oxygen

What’s the approximate number of blocks I hit?

Like Glocks, I spit buckshot, toxic shit I got a box of it

I took his life with intellectual karate

Dumped him in three feet of water and they still couldn’t find his body

Here I go, I’m ‘bout to spit another rhyme

Or add flow from another time

The whole universe is in my mind

Sixteen murders in every line

Here I go, I’m ‘bout to spit another rhyme

Or add flow from another time

The whole universe is in my mind

Sixteen murders in every line

I’ll release a rough sounding note

Tell the truth when you hear me rapping, feels like it’s a hand around your

throat

The way I kill rappers is beautiful

Scare you so bad that you won’t even show up to your own funeral

Thoughts of me losing are outlandish

I wasn’t born, a artist drew me, when he finished, I walked up off the canvas

I shoot chemicals into your main vein

You could sit next to me on a flight and still wouldn’t be on the same plane

Forget the body, man, I gots to shoot hands

I make haters spread more often than a prostitute’s legs

My vocabulary burns skin and kills your nerves

Beat you with my rap book to make sure that you feel my words

I make the simple things in life seem confusing

They found out my flow was the supplement Barry Bonds was using

In this last line I’m ‘bout to spit, that’s what did it

Matter fact, the line is so cold, I ain’t gon' even much spit it

Here I go, I’m ‘bout to spit another rhyme

Or add flow from another time

The whole universe is in my mind

Sixteen murders in every line

Here I go, I’m ‘bout to spit another rhyme

Or add flow from another time

The whole universe is in my mind

Sixteen murders in every line