Murder in the Booth - K Rino

Start a confusion with bars that I’m using, my thought is proven

Art of illusion, jump in a pool without the water moving

Die if you try to maneuver, violent diatribe shooter

The loser gotta smoke a cyanide hookah

You knew that my vocal fluid was super

My older music is newer than any music that you can do in the future

They wanna view as I’m schooling this doofus

But see the truth of the matter is their fools are comparing Lucifer to

The subjects are rushing in with no supplements

By the time you finish buffering, my conscious already published another ten

Suffocate the wind of these puppet men

Coupled with uppercuts, two to the face like a double chin

I love it when I visit the future and then some of the past

I can see my reflection when I’m not in front of a glass

The human power tool, my senses have now improved

I can sit in a loud room and hear the clouds over

It’s murder in the booth, it’s murder in the booth

I’m the killer that’s on the loose, killer that’s on the loose

Loadin' up on top of the roof, loadin' up on the roof

‘bout to put my weapon to use, ‘bout to put that thing to use

It’s murder in the booth, it’s murder in the booth

I’m the killer that’s on the loose, killer that’s on the loose

Loadin' up on top of the roof, loadin' up on the roof

‘bout to put my weapon to use, ‘bout to put that thing to use

I’m not on a regular rap grid, I can snap and decap wigs

And mentally interact with arachnids

Pushed him from behind and he backslid

My focus so exact, I wrote this on a roller coaster undistracted

I’m rare and I bleed ya and keep meat slabs in the freezer

Could barely complete this song ‘cause my pen was having a seizure

I lead you to quick slaughter though I could spit harder

The kickstarter, every time I read the books get smarter

I calculate that nobody would pay for what you have to say

You couldn’t be a ghost writer if you passed away

I respond with metaphorical rainstorms

Plus I knew what you was thinkin' before your brain formed

I’m trackin' and smashin' up your paragraphical structure

Mix happiness with your pain so you laugh as you suffer

I’m the friendliest stranger entangled in envy and anger

My head is a chamber that came with a twenty disc changer

It’s murder in the booth, it’s murder in the booth

I’m the killer that’s on the loose, killer that’s on the loose

Loadin' up on top of the roof, loadin' up on the roof

‘bout to put my weapon to use, ‘bout to put that thing to use

It’s murder in the booth, it’s murder in the booth

I’m the killer that’s on the loose, killer that’s on the loose

Loadin' up on top of the roof, loadin' up on the roof

‘bout to put my weapon to use, ‘bout to put that thing to use

Control the game while laying in bed

So much light coming from my mind, I wear a lamp shade on my head

In the secretest skill, I’m never tellin' that

Nobody knows where I’m dwellin' at because I hid my house under my welcome mat

Don’t need a gun, just let the beat run

I count from a thousand backwards scrambling numbers and won’t repeat one

Beat you for months just because you seek a response

Hear fifty people clearly even if they’re speaking at once

No hiding, even no lying, I’m beating you coldly

I go to your site and post people eating emojis

If a volcano reached its heat summit, I wouldn’t feel one degree if I was

‘sleep eleven feet from it

People with weak stomachs might vomit if they try and step

They threw me in the lions den and the lions left

Human explosive, watch the shrapnel that flew up

Strap myself to you but it only blows you up

It’s murder in the booth, it’s murder in the booth

I’m the killer that’s on the loose, killer that’s on the loose

Loadin' up on top of the roof, loadin' up on the roof

‘bout to put my weapon to use, ‘bout to put that thing to use

It’s murder in the booth, it’s murder in the booth

I’m the killer that’s on the loose, killer that’s on the loose

Loadin' up on top of the roof, loadin' up on the roof

‘bout to put my weapon to use, ‘bout to put that thing to use