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letra de exhibition prototype ultra - k-rino

[verse 1: k-rino]
i’m the walking hydrogen bomb, i didn’t apologize ’cause i meant harm
prior to k!lling rappers i make ’em sign a consent form
you been warned, i’m defacing you as graceful as lynn swann
i write until my limbs fall off, this is my 10th arm
reincarnation of every great who’s ever been born
storming the stage donning the mask of agamemnon
the windstorm, i think beyond what is normal and then some
ritalin from a sick pharmacist couldn’t keep my pen calm
of all the writers, i’m the wisest known
i can dial up spirits from the other side from home with a high tech verizon phone
address my rivals in a violent tone
got flown to an asylum ’cause when i got grown i wouldn’t leave the knives alone
i got to sleep and have deep dreams
my unbeatable speech brings enough released heat beams to crease jeans
i see things like birds can [?] flying with 3 wings
and walk the streets with full-grown people hooked on my key ring

[hook x2: k-rino]
raw in my exhibition, war is my next decision
hard is my definition, i started your extradition
i’m the one in charge so no cause to request permission
blessed with diction so i quickly soared to the best position

[verse 2: k-rino]
i wrote the most tumultuous eulogium
some at the podium divulging him at the ghost rapper symposium
condolences for soul invention notices
for every poet a poet is froze in the throes of vocal hopefulness
the only thing that he wears is a plastic bag
i’ve mastered the magic task of drinking the empty portion of half a gl-ss
i seek a mad sinister beat and scold it
my verse i don’t need to hold it, i’ll read as i wrote it if the sheet was folded
my head’s a sacred place to be
people paid booking agent fees and waited patiently for vacancies since ’83
and once i reach my concentration peak
cake and sleep on a freeway a week and amazingly screeching brakes won’t awaken me
i may not have a song that rocks the club or sell lots of drugs
but still my sk!ll is hard as lacing shoes up wearing boxing gloves
and when i start to sparking topics
i knock holes in optic sockets that create pockets larger than walking targets

[verse 3: k-rino]
for big payments my statements are parlayed
with one call made i traded my tongue for a jigsaw blade
no one’s this hard, i still play when you hit pause
and dislodge 206 bars and give ’em out like gift cards
outside of my apartment [?] sit
i’m one deep in my thoughts but it sounds through the door like fur pits in an arguments
they made me in a factory, ladies embrace me naturally
they paid me 80 g’s to let them name their babies after me
my adversary’s weak so i actually let him capture me
i fasted for a week then i slashed him when i was fast asleep
the crowd is doubtless, thinking about what my mouth spits
under my suit, i’ve got on 20 more outfits
my bars are kept in the farthest depths
i chop the hardest reps while walking 40 steps without using my quadriceps
ran through your clan like an intravenous strand
the only man who can jump and simultaneously land

- k rino

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