Pantheon

[Intro: K-Rino] Come inside the pantheon Come inside the pantheon [Verse 1: K-Rino] Over great depths I side step, I expanded my mental biceps By doing five million rhyme exercise reps When I'm confronted I lose it, the truth is I concluded Compared to me perfection needed improvement See they found the remnants of a man inside a torched van Terrorized him so bad, after murking him his corpse ran I post numbers that would please the average sports fan My smallest thought strand is larger than Otis Thorpe's hand Now I know just what my shrink means, technology so extreme I don't need to touch my phone I got a think-screen Once you see me dementia starts sinking in Thorns develop in your eyelids, you'll never blink again The coalition starts swarming ya The blood and mucus comes once the first thorn is torn through your cornea The mic metal melts off the reverse suicide killer Who somehow still murks you after I bump myself off [Hook x2: K-Rino] So come into the Pantheon Understand, my cranium's a Pantheon Come into the Pantheon My cranium's a Pantheon (Go ahead) [Verse 2: K-Rino] I swing a rhyming belt, to think like me your mind will melt I'm greater than the greatest of all time because I'm time itself A mathematically phenomenal when gunning you I promise you I can pick a number between one and two Let's talk about my great brain, its frame grows like 'weight gain' I'll stand in the lane and take a charge for a freight train You might not want to say my name if you hate pain I make wind from flames and use the same wind to create rain My tongue's a bed razor and bristles that release blazing hot missiles Equal in heat to Capsaicin Crystals I channel my inner Rambo and handle you with mechanical ammo that will dismantle a man down to the Nano Then I elevate, lyrically telestrate, quickly regenerate my clever traits And come back to decimate like Leatherface Murdering earthlings, prolific word king As my pen moves with the speed of a Hummingbird's wing [Hook x2: K-Rino] [Verse 3: K-Rino] They opened me and found a golden key Right below my left shoulder is a kaleidoscope that holds the globe where oceans be I'm scary type, I'll be breaking every mic I'm so great that I can chase you on a stationary bike Understand I don't bang but I'm dangerous in a raw scuffle Always keep my hood up as if I was having car trouble K is cool but my alter-ego's not as nice Even when I'm mixed up I'm cold as fire and hot as ice Could out-think a top scholar as a vegetable See better blind than you could with x-ray spectacles My head grows at a rate man won't understand It expands wide enough to snap an equator size head-band Fragment scatter out and on the moon they soon land Run my fist through your stomach and pulled back a maroon hand My rap skill is great, points I cleverly score One-eight-seven on two rappers that's a three-seventy-four [Hook x2: K-Rino]