Process Meticulous K-Rino

[Verse: K-Rino]
Bioelectric signals inject your mental
When properly connected it resembles lit pyrotechnical visuals
Manifested in pixels, then compressed into physical and digital
Which lead to collect impressions residuals
You heard of my relentless certified defense
Spit so nutrient rich it could fertilize semen
Still seeking to reign supremacy
Born with the remedy to instantly convert creative energy to imagery
My tablet is a graphic app shop
My kneecaps pop open and unlock a set of laptops
Stopping my rap crop perhaps not
I got a stack of unfadeable pages somehow packed in a matchbox
As a lad my pads at it especially fast
Too advanced to even be in the exceptional class
You don't want no parts of K-Rino's flow squad
So odd and solar charged that the curtains in my home hang with no rod
To a perfect extent is the work I invent
Speed writing, combining each word with cursive and print
I take the bare basics then I raise them to rare places
Tiny airspace's that contain 80 foot staircases
Who are they to say I should do it a newer way
It's super K, it takes me a week to make it through a day
I eat lethal C4, the heat core sweeps through each floor
My neck releases it like a leaf blower
The raw crooner, universal guitar tuner
Harpooner who can make later arrive before sooner
Ideas I then pack 'em in till I'm dizzy
For me to win I'll snatch your pen from a grizzly
Thousand of written styles produces galvanism
The styles I give 'em, all the new rap algorithm
Sending it every minute with definitive winning hits
So unlimited that deep water is scared for me to swim in it
Primitive rappers get smacked when they happen to spit that
I'm the man who invented the seven can six pack
No mishap, I'm hacking you with the factual pickaxe
Got dispatched ten years after this rap that crafted this track
The euphoric impact is the same as when smokers eat crack
You list stats, my miscalculations are even exact
Though intact most of my creative faculties get jacked
Twisted acts like still leaning forward when I sit back
Can't afford to try me 'cause these wars are highly contested
My bars probably leave sores on your body
Outdated as a tape deck but K can hear your statements a day ahead
So I can repeat what you didn't say yet
Vibrant and erudite, my light wipes your internals of parasites
Each mics a million terabytes
Beat slicer for hire but they fired me in fact
'Cause my raps kept giving tracks anxiety attacks
And you responding is a fun thing
'cause I'm harder than placing two fingers in one ring
Swinging on sunbeams, I phonetically gun sling
Twenty K-Rino clones all playing on one team
The viscosity pops when its properties get hot
It hits spots on bodies and they somersault six blocks
I spin and twist plots like Serling and Hitchcock
My wristwatch shows pictures of victims when it stops
K-Rino's inner most state is so great
That even a slow rate I duplicate fingerprints and snowflakes
When I go for the title newborns know that it's vital
Old people be rocking and moaning holding a Bible
Confessions of a soul arrester
A professor could teach lessons on one of my flows a whole semester
My tongue piece as sleek as a Dunnell
You see I got at least 300 deep tunnels that funnel through my pre-frontal
And each one will leak three bundles of sheets to leave an MC pummeled
I wasn't off sick I made the beat stumble
Now they biting like bed bugs, words hit him like lead slugs
And left a gash bigger than his head was