[Intro: K-Rino]
Yeah, these kind bring out the best in me
[Verse 1: K-Rino]
I'm the phenom who was born with 3 arms but one is hidden until the beef comes
Then I'm a human adapter with 3 prongs
And each palm releases out a bee swarm
That keeps on reforming itself and one sting lasts for a week long
My entourage stretches 100 yards, they guard me as I conjure bars
That hit harder than hummer sized bumper cars
I trapped the Sun and stars under one garage, like Mumm-Ra
I come for war with a sharp ton of harp carving your lungs apart
I'm heartless like embalmed corpses
My rawness hits like the force of jaw kicks from fourteen horses
When a fraud inserts my audio cartridge
My voice gets harsh and starts to discharge a rockets catharsis
To ask me for a pass would be your last resort
Sometimes I'm so relaxed in thought I recline in a chair that has no back support
No men are left when the heat that's in my realm is felt
I come swinging a belt, I've got a camera that can film itself
[Hook x2: K-Rino]
Move 'em around like chess pieces
The mad lyrical professor with the best thesis
Alpha omega, angelic writer with blessed deepness
Any challenger north, south, east or west ceases to exist
Yeah, these kind bring out the best in me
[Verse 1: K-Rino]
I'm the phenom who was born with 3 arms but one is hidden until the beef comes
Then I'm a human adapter with 3 prongs
And each palm releases out a bee swarm
That keeps on reforming itself and one sting lasts for a week long
My entourage stretches 100 yards, they guard me as I conjure bars
That hit harder than hummer sized bumper cars
I trapped the Sun and stars under one garage, like Mumm-Ra
I come for war with a sharp ton of harp carving your lungs apart
I'm heartless like embalmed corpses
My rawness hits like the force of jaw kicks from fourteen horses
When a fraud inserts my audio cartridge
My voice gets harsh and starts to discharge a rockets catharsis
To ask me for a pass would be your last resort
Sometimes I'm so relaxed in thought I recline in a chair that has no back support
No men are left when the heat that's in my realm is felt
I come swinging a belt, I've got a camera that can film itself
[Hook x2: K-Rino]
Move 'em around like chess pieces
The mad lyrical professor with the best thesis
Alpha omega, angelic writer with blessed deepness
Any challenger north, south, east or west ceases to exist
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