Murda the Mainstream K-Rino

[Intro: K-Rino]
Yeah, we coming for ya
Underground uprising
Motherfucker, it's too late
It's too late, it's too late, it's too late
Let's go

[Hook x2: K-Rino]
Uh, if you scared don't ride with me
‘Cause any second I just might react violently
Every month, every year, it's the same thing
So fuck it, murder the mainstream

[Verse 1: K-Rino]
We specialize in agg tracks, this ain't the Rat Pack
When I'm coming at you, better duck like Aflac
Focus in on your bottom lip and then extract that
Rip it across like the flap on a snapback hat
You can't stop me, every month I'ma come
And I'm a keep on hitting licks like I was punching my tongue
Trying to be victorious against something I brung
Is like running a marathon with a dysfunctional lung
I just laugh when I watch the awards
Other than a couple legends, all that I see is frauds
Real music coming back, them some desolate odds
Women wearing slut clothes and men dressing like broads
Next year don't put no pants on, order you a gown
Homeboy you ain't no motherfucking artist, you a clown
You a slave to the Master and you still in this trap
Equivalent to a dummy on a ventriloquist's lap
Come on now