《Overkill》歌词

[00:04:10] (K-Rino:)

[00:04:10] You been impacted and attacked with, a mixture of aromatic paragraphs

[00:04:10] Graphed it with autistic cataclysmic, mathematical acrobatics

[00:04:10] My mind, confines plenty rhymes

[00:04:10] Slice your stomach with the mic twenty times, even lines on your torso that look like mini blinds

[00:04:10] And people could peep through, and view your vital organs anytime

[00:04:10] A psychic told me I won't come into my prime, till I'm 129

[00:04:10] I'll lesson ya, body mass from flesh

[00:04:10] Into a watery a mist, and spray you out of can like air freshener

[00:04:10] I won't have any problems, stopping ya

[00:04:10] The one man mafia that's chopping ya, till I fillet ya like tallopia

[00:04:10] My glock spits, nero toxic hot bricks

[00:04:10] My synopsis make rocks split, block hits from unseen entities that I box with

[00:04:10] I hold a key like locksmiths, got X-ray optics

[00:04:10] Grew thoughts I get, sit outside my knowledge pit cause they could not fit

[00:04:10] My virus too strong, to call off

[00:04:10] I could stand on one foot on a building ledge, in a strong wind and couldn't fall off

[00:04:10] I spark the seas, that are hard to read

[00:04:10] I'm from a larger creed a Martian breed, that turns caution offers to quadriplede

[00:04:10] The strap cannibal, that rap fannels

[00:04:10] Like states on the Animal Channel, that traps mammals in the annals of my neck panel

[00:04:10] The dichotomy, my word logic locks you

[00:04:10] And stops you from breathing out, until the death angel adopts you

[00:04:10] You wanna have it, take a stab at it

[00:04:10] I'm avid about smashing your cabbage, at the specks of forensic lab fabric

[00:04:10] Impostors copy my logic, my body and knowledge

[00:04:10] To your body's composite, from solid to liquid to gas and back to solid

[00:04:10] An apocalyptic, flame rips

[00:04:10] From my lips at insane clips, that strips fragment and many micro grains and brain chips

[00:04:10] I distribute facts, amongst ya

[00:04:10] The chiropractor, that replace needles with multiple axe in your back for acupuncture

[00:04:10] The inhabitant, of the labyrinth Babylon

[00:04:10] Paramount paragon, and ones we laid marathons with ninety pound batons

[00:04:10] And spark sun, cause I been hotter

[00:04:10] The Bin Laden sin plotter, that'll beat your ghost out of you like a piñata

[00:04:10] My information, level contagious

[00:04:10] Blazing abrasion, that had you phased with radiation like a chemo patient

[00:04:10] When average rappers, scavenge passion from attabance

[00:04:10] I ravage anatomy savage, and won't even let the maggots have it

[00:04:10] Don't try to draft the chapter, after me

[00:04:10] You'll think you levitating but you'll be actually, hanging rope defying gravity

[00:04:10] The word merchant, that squirt serpents with a flow pump

[00:04:10] Lyrically I'm the opposite of a hurt workman, cause I get's no comp

[00:04:10] Your verses, are worthless

[00:04:10] My thirst is strong enough to cold Earth's water, from the Earth's inner core up to it's surface

[00:04:10] I'll leave a generation, birth-less

[00:04:10] Carry hearses in other dimensions, while being nourished by the milk of shirtless nurses

[00:04:10] You quoting stuff, that ain't potent enough

[00:04:10] I seen a ghost of the rhyme you wrote, leaving out of your rap folder holding floating up

[00:04:10] Like Ike I beat and bruise the mic, if I use it right

[00:04:10] You gon' lose tonight, and every pen you choose'll go on strike and refuse to write

[00:04:10] I'm overseen, by wicked guardians

[00:04:10] With entity after every performance, and make me slaughter part of the audience

[00:04:10] I never finish a battle, one paragraph they blue

[00:04:10] Just like a phone number, most rappers dash half way through

[00:04:10] I designed the rhyme, my wits that I could of read at first

[00:04:10] I didn't get a chance, people were screaming and giving me dap before I said the verse

[00:04:10] I'll speak to your brain, and tremble it

[00:04:10] The skim of it I'll dismember it, blow up the frame and let a baby reassemble it

[00:04:10] Skills that are doping em, with ***

[00:04:10] The trophy I'm accepting, while my victims head lay hopelessly on a podium

[00:04:10] (talking:)

[00:04:10] Go on say it dog say it, you cried huh

[00:04:10] (nah), you so mad you cried right you did

[00:04:10] You did mayn, you cried

[00:04:10] ****, you were mad then a mother******

[00:04:10] You cried nigga, you cried

[00:04:10] What did you do, to deserve that ****