Creative Expression

[Intro: K-Rino]
Do you feel it? Do you feel it?
I don't think you wanna leave

[Verse: K-Rino]
In a slowmo spasm my poetic solo has 'em
So unravelled it'll cast 'em past Cro-Magnon back to a protoplasm
Before he holds the notes I pass him, he'd rather go to sleep
In a haunted open chasm and gladly let the ghost harass him
Callously, tearing up these babblers and then I slap
The dead rapper cause he refused to give me dap afterwards
I check and wreck actors in spectacular fashion
I'm the next chapter of adamant neck-cracking assassins
The man who shows you examples of ample mic controlling
Slick handles while standing underwater holding a lit candle
The tracks I make many don't advocate, they navigate
Fast through the air and space at full capacitated travel rates
They numerate too rapid to calculate, my massive accolades
Smack your face and leave gashes just like a sack of blades
Rappers fabricate and exaggerate, to challenge my talent
Was their mistake so I abrogate and dilapidate
Classes paid to see how I shatter fakes, I'm booked to assassinate through the day so you might have to wait till after 8
Blessed with higher level intelligence, swing the mic like it's a
Crescent wrench and leave not a spot of detected evidence
Assume I'll take your head soon, so smooth when you asleep I built a train track that runs through your bedroom
Musical flesh wounds infect tombs
I love to contest goons, I keep monsoons hid in my guest room
Harpoon beats on each wall up in the room speaks
I sneak kabooms under sheets in honeymoon suites
The complete setted scene of heresy
Cleverly I speak a melody and infants within 3 seconds be elderly
If MCs wanna travel in the right direction
Follow the light reflections casted at midnight by my mic collection
You can't escape from the hell I make
I detonate and leave an entire galaxy roped off in yellow tape
I'll demonstrate the ones that I make
No need to rap an hour straight, my 16s equate to 108s
Many spit rhymes at a dominant rate
But assuming the length of it makes it great is a common mistake
So refrain and maintain your proper lane, you and I are not the same
I got an invisible force field that blocks the rain
Removed his veins when the music came, I don't drink
Through the main orifice, I hold water bottles up to my brain
They read what the final score said, the EMTs found the beast dead with my mark carved on his forehead
In my REM state my alpha waves disseminate
Creating movement powerful enough to blow the wind away
Cylindrical neck aggressively read sermons
I'm looking over my shoulders without my head turning
His beat down was incomplete now, the referee found
After checking the film I didn't have both of my feet down
Beyond the subatomic neutron, upon my birth I was only a crumb
And out it the rest of my body grew from
But after that I changed how that was set
Experiments with new travel jets led to my conception before my parents met
Can't conceivably imagine matching equally
I'll argue and fight with you even when you agree with me
I'm tuned to all intimate sounds, so when these lines knock you down, I'll hear you hit the ground from way outta town, fool