[Intro: K-Rino]
War'll start when I spit lyrical martial arts
They sought their thoughts and approach me with cautious hearts
Feel this, hello God, it's me again
Asking you to forgive my transgressions
Thanking you for all you do, not just for me but for your whole Universe
So with that being said, it's K-Rino again
AKA the Black Hole, AKA the Thought Breeder
AKA the Octagon, know in some planets as the Mind Killer
Sent here to dwell amongst mortal men with concrete thoughts
And raise nations with the depth of my lyrical translations
For those who misunderstand me, this is my MO
Love come natural but when it's hate that's in my direction
It's returned back to sender tenfold with no affection
So feel that, here I go
[Verse 1: K-Rino]
It's time for me to put these bars in line, time to make fools respect my grind
I'ma bore your skull and disect your mind, which one of you cakes is next in line
I'ma wreck you tricks without even trying, slit my wrists without even dying
I'ma pass by [?] what the fuck you signing, hit your ass with the first thing I can find
Oh and lately I've been receiving hate, hope you fools don't believe in fate
I'ma suffocate him 'til the hethen shake and leave your whole state not breathing straight
Reverse the game and make your mind go left, make you write a verse and diss your own self
If I swing I bet you couldn't stand one lick, I bounce you like a [?] doing Air One tricks
Time for K to teach class today, blast your ass until you pass away
There was mass array but I was still kind of mad because I wish I could have took him out a faster way
Everyday I spray until your pubic split, like a freeway cross me and you get hit
He was wiped out quick that he wasn't even knowing, he was bruised up and we was on the telephone flowing
War'll start when I spit lyrical martial arts
They sought their thoughts and approach me with cautious hearts
Feel this, hello God, it's me again
Asking you to forgive my transgressions
Thanking you for all you do, not just for me but for your whole Universe
So with that being said, it's K-Rino again
AKA the Black Hole, AKA the Thought Breeder
AKA the Octagon, know in some planets as the Mind Killer
Sent here to dwell amongst mortal men with concrete thoughts
And raise nations with the depth of my lyrical translations
For those who misunderstand me, this is my MO
Love come natural but when it's hate that's in my direction
It's returned back to sender tenfold with no affection
So feel that, here I go
[Verse 1: K-Rino]
It's time for me to put these bars in line, time to make fools respect my grind
I'ma bore your skull and disect your mind, which one of you cakes is next in line
I'ma wreck you tricks without even trying, slit my wrists without even dying
I'ma pass by [?] what the fuck you signing, hit your ass with the first thing I can find
Oh and lately I've been receiving hate, hope you fools don't believe in fate
I'ma suffocate him 'til the hethen shake and leave your whole state not breathing straight
Reverse the game and make your mind go left, make you write a verse and diss your own self
If I swing I bet you couldn't stand one lick, I bounce you like a [?] doing Air One tricks
Time for K to teach class today, blast your ass until you pass away
There was mass array but I was still kind of mad because I wish I could have took him out a faster way
Everyday I spray until your pubic split, like a freeway cross me and you get hit
He was wiped out quick that he wasn't even knowing, he was bruised up and we was on the telephone flowing
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