Must Wanna Die K-Rino (Ft. Bang (SPC))

[Chorus]
Why
We ‘bout to show ‘em how it goes down
People playing with me, they must wanna die
The Coalition don’t fuck around, still representing that Southside
We ‘bout to show ‘em how it goes down
Took ‘em from they family, make ‘em wanna cry
K-Rino me never fuck around, yeah

[Verse 1]
You nasty bastards, I drop higher scholastics
Mathematics couldn’t calculate the number of caskets
I teach the masses, pull out a piece and blast it
And leave pain and hand grenades up in your Easter baskets
To flip graphics like K-Rino, you need gymnastics
Rip gashes, you play me, hoe, you leave in plastic
I breed Jurassic and reproduce the fastest
Nullify your oxygen supply with loose elastics hey
To take me out, you need a fight plan, man
I spit a verse so hard on stage the mic stand ran
The cynical phrase pinnacle, lyrically ecumenical
[?] function identical to octopus tentacles
It’s enough I split heads and leave ‘em divided
Break your whole body in half and leave ya ass one sided, ay
And if you’re looking for a skull, I got it
I chuck it in somebody yard and let a pitbull hide it