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 Adam and 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 powered 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