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letra de murder in the booth - k-rino

[verse 1]
start a confusion with bars that i’m using, my thought is proven
art of illusion, jump in a pool without the water moving
die if you try to maneuver, violent diatribe shooter
the loser gotta smoke a cyanide hookah
you knew that my vocal fluid was super
my older music is newer than any music that you can do in the future
they wanna view as i’m schooling this doofus
but see the truth of the matter is their fools are comparing lucifer to [?]
the subjects are rushing in with no supplements
by the time you finish buffering, my conscious already published another ten
suffocate the wind of these puppet men
coupled with uppercuts, two to the face like a double chin
i love it when i visit the future and then some of the past
i can see my reflection when i’m not in front of a gl-ss
the human power tool, my senses have now improved
i can sit in a loud room and hear the clouds over [?]

[hook]
it’s murder in the booth, it’s murder in the booth
i’m the k!ller that’s on the loose, k!ller that’s on the loose
loadin’ up on top of the roof, loadin’ up on the roof
‘bout to put my weapon to use, ‘bout to put that thing to use

it’s murder in the booth, it’s murder in the booth
i’m the k!ller that’s on the loose, k!ller that’s on the loose
loadin’ up on top of the roof, loadin’ up on the roof
‘bout to put my weapon to use, ‘bout to put that thing to use

[verse 2]
i’m not on a regular rap grid, i can snap and decap wigs
and mentally interact with arachnids
pushed him from behind and he backslid
my focus so exact, i wrote this on a roller coaster undistracted
i’m rare and i bleed ya and keep meat slabs in the freezer
could barely complete this song ‘cause my pen was having a seizure
i lead you to quick slaughter though i could spit harder
the kickstarter, every time i read the books get smarter
i calculate that n0body would pay for what you have to say
you couldn’t be a ghost writer if you p-ssed away
i respond with metaphorical rainstorms
plus i knew what you was thinkin’ before your brain formed
i’m trackin’ and smashin’ up your paragraphical structure
mix happiness with your pain so you laugh as you suffer
i’m the friendliest stranger entangled in envy and anger
my head is a chamber that came with a twenty disc changer

[verse 3]
control the game while laying in bed
so much light coming from my mind, i wear a lamp shade on my head
in the secretest sk!ll, i’m never tellin’ that
n0body knows where i’m dwellin’ at because i hid my house under my welcome mat
don’t need a gun, just let the beat run
i count from a thousand backwards scrambling numbers and won’t repeat one
beat you for months just because you seek a response
hear fifty people clearly even if they’re speaking at once
no hiding, even no lying, i’m beating you coldly
i go to your site and post people eating emojis
if a volcano reached its heat summit, i wouldn’t feel one degree if i was ‘sleep eleven feet from it
people with weak stomachs might vomit if they try and step
they threw me in the lions den and the lions left
human explosive, watch the shrapnel that flew up
strap myself to you but it only blows you up

- k rino

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