K-Rino

K-Rino - Temple Of Doom songtekst

Je score:

Yo was up allow me to introduce myself

Exploration of deeper realms of thought into the black hole of my mentality

Merciless verses burn like acid when you battle me yeah

Temple of doom 4000 levels to consume



[K-Rino:]

Step in the temple of doom

Lyrical levitator

Ligament lacerator

Legendary line learner

Might take your life later

Eulogy creator

Massacre maker

Voice slaved to health

Open my book by the light

Vocals laid theyself

I get positioned be rippin ya while ya wishin

Bustin nuts and listen

Flow through a collision like an apparition

Commence to rammin your thought pattern

And slammin ya doomin ya damnin ya

so let the mortician examine ya

my style is verbless

challangen me is perilous

street legend evolved into the most scariest therapist

words physician drama enhance the third power

radiation is caused by my potent nuclear word drama

you starin right into the glaring light

insomable flows it lights suckers at 300 degrees fahrenheit

measure my power might

murder reunite the manuscript

the ?? mad at your souls subtract 'em

I spit 'em send 'em

Signalize they be in 'em

Anatomy equipped to drink the five deadly venoms

The rest is history my fist will be swangin

so dope that one rope left 20 violators hangin



[Chorus:]

Six million ways to die, choose one

if you can't take the heat get your face from in front of the gun

Six million ways to die, choose one

if you can't take the heat get your face from in front of the gun



Observe the spoken word

I amaze like science fiction

Whole populations suffer from massive homicide affliction

I burn 'em hard punch to the sternum

Cause I'm rattling lungs

Multilingual rapper able to battle in tongues

Prolific paragragh producer rough rocket scientist

Deep intellectual advanced vocabulary user

Highest level I rose passed it

Funeral bringer family members hearing moans from the closed casket

When its my turn cease the loud jokin

My microphone exuding poisonous gas that left the crowd choking

Witnesses fall when I get your verbal victims outnumbered

dockin supplies so its 20 bodies to a stretcher

Don't need no ganja to conjure

My styles are a step

My vocals vertically they reach 200 miles up

Mathematic melodious mind minutes

with mastery of metaphysics musical mirror

mad monologues religious

south park pioneer getting mine

went back in time to crack some rappers I forgot to bust in 89

temple left them in solitary confinement

emergency surgery whole body realignment



[Chorus:]

Six million ways to die, choose one

if you can't take the heat get your face from in front of the gun

Six million ways to die, choose one

if you can't take the heat get your face from in front of the gun



Help is needed for the conceited

Imitators defeated

Lyrics lethally injected

Criminals die when they read it

Came out the womb after 12 months due to unfinished business

I was writin my first rhyme and couldn't leave until I was finished

So ice cold I freeze in the summer

The boomin trap creator

killer cop crucifier deep human calculator meditator

boy you don't know how slow you rock

trick I see the future so I might just holler come in right before you knock

extracurricular beat downs I'm kickin the worst

non perpendicular visions causing the victim to vomit

those who's poetic dread it follow the rapid threat

I'm gettin flashbacks of events that haven't happened yet

Criminolistic chronicles I create and criticize

legitimize battle strategy til he dies

cast him out rhymes cut his jugular slashed him out

mics bleedin to death rappers faintin and passin out

dialects sadistic terminal vocal teacher so twisted birthdate unlisted

proven K-Rino never existed

fool started gunnin so I satarted runnin at him

he was bustin but I kept on comin

I'm K-Rino extensions passin my sound all around

Doing push ups without touching the ground

I can break down each letter in my name if you want it

Killer rhymes intellectually nullifying opponents

K-Rino



[Chorus:]

Six million ways to die, choose one

if you can't take the heat get your face from in front of the gun

Six million ways to die, choose one

if you can't take the heat get your face from in front of the gun



I'm flowin, I kick the kind of style that keep them hustlas rollin

I drop the kind of verse that keep the paper foldin

Them haters never seen the kind of heat I'm holdin

One lyric to his chest left his body swollen

I'm flowin I kick the kind of style that keep them hustlas rollin

I drop the kind of verse that keep the paper foldin

Them haters never seen the kind of heat I'm holdin

One lyric to his chest left his body swollen
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