Thought Drones

[Intro: K-Rino]
Yeah, watch as I magically take a trap beat and pile MC bodies on the scrap heap

[Verse: K-Rino]
Understand I didn’t come here to debate you
I came to run a saber straight through your rib cage, poke a lung then deflate you
By saying this, you might think that I hate you
But if you knew the way I slew the last 28 dudes, you’d be grateful
I’ll show the children how I wrote a million, unloaded skill
Then made his frame collapse straight down like an imploded building
My raw skills cause you to need heart pills
Your thoughts are far from real like sawing off all your limbs and doing a cartwheel
My mode shifts, I step hard ’til the road splits
Drove to the summer solstice with a whole army of ghosts clenched in my closed fist
Might clown around with a roundhouse counter-style from a mounted file
Plus every time I do a pushup the earth goes down a mile
The atoms race through dark matter space
They calibrate every bar that I make while coordinating my database
My set of rules is never contestable
Able to view the next 200 decades ahead of you through my spectacles
My talents leak out by the gallons
I walk skyscrapers at night as a challenge while sleeping still keeping my balance
I’m hard to drop like a bad habit
Leave two of my tablets in a room alone, they’ll produce songs faster than jackrabbits
I’m ruling men with a fast moving pen
I used to be cool with the Super Friends until I became one of Lex Luthor’s men
Ruthless when I’m mad my front tooth extends
I was the hooligan in the new suit fashion from cougar skin
I’m the true decider, deep as a scuba diver
Of 10,000 arrivers, only two survivors, just me and my Uber driver
Mysterious plowers put fear in a coward
I can shave my face and grow a full beard in a hour
Ain’t no nappin’ when these thoughts are travelin’
It’s sounding like a cavalry with 20,000 horses galloping
I got no time for restin’ and grapplin’
All that’s happening is rappers’ next of kin gettin’ visited by the chaplain
When I create at my normal rate, concepts congregate
Down in my conscious state and songs take seconds to formulate
Every day is tough, I rip thousands of sheets of paper up
For every line I say, it’s a hundred that didn’t make the cut
Not too genteel to leave men killed
Super vision instilled because my contact lenses resemble windshields
My concentration’s never been greater
I’m composing ten papers on a freezing thin glacier without a windbreaker
Squeeze the life from whoever speaks of me
Each race, color and creed I see, I don’t discriminate, I leak ‘em equally
It’s not in me to weep and be timid
My vehicle I’m sleepin’ in, even when it goes a hundred over the speed limit
At the age of two, they knew I was a crazy dude
My vapors move through trachea tubes and chew organs ’til they mushy as baby food
My skill roots are hard to trace, my thoughts move faster than cars that race
Even when I’m thinking at a jogger’s pace
I move about with no way of screening me
Whether land, water or greenery, I can easily blend into the scenery
My dumb foes evacuate when I unload
They run so rapidly when I compose, their feet sound like a drum roll
I’m like Flash so when I slash ya
If you call 911, I’ll be the cat that answers posing as the dispatcher
So no one’s coming to provide protection
Many personalities, when I look in the mirror I see five reflections
They started questioning my mental health
Meanwhile I was in a belt of clouds, Facetiming my 60 year old self
Undressing you with the naked truth, after I wreck a crew
Detectives test my mic hand for gunshot residue
Circle you like an Andean condor
Then I spun your house around until your backyard was sitting at your front door
Defying physics ’til the class learns
K-Rino inventor of the 360 degree half turn
No saving me because I’m too disturbed
Shell casings falling out my mouth as I aim at rappers and shoot my words