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​Anotha Rhyme

This song is by K-Rino.

Another rhyme, y'all
Hey
Hey

You see me pull your cash out?
The world don't want to see me last out
I'll feed on sleeping pills
Still ripped after I passed out
You optically see what a perfect verbal model be
I'm like a drug now
So pharmacy's want to bottle me
And K-Rino spit it
Admit it
Trick, it's got to be wicked
I'll list rapper names
And scratch them off like lottery tickets
I'm the real wizard in the dark
That you wanted to see
My brain temperature at birth was 203
They say I'm deeper now
That's how strong my game got
I'm so far out there
That I'm right back at the same spot
Figured it out
While I drop the stigmatism
I got a rhyme for every existing microscopic organism
Hey
I can take what y'all bringing at me
I ain't crazy
I'm ducking cause the ghost of rappers I killed are swinging at me
See, my vocal chords can stop a train
I strain and pop a vein
Trust me
I can draw on you with a drop of rain

Here I go
I'm about to spit another rhyme (another rhyme)
I'll add flows from another time (from another time)
The whole universe is in my mind (yeah)
Sixteen murders in every line

Hey
If you ever read my resume
You'll see I'm capable of switching tomorrow out with yesterday
Your lack of skill made me crack a crater
When it comes to winning
We couldn't count on you if you was a calculator
I got dumped off
So, my mind is black
Stared at the beat for 3 minutes
When they played it back
My rhyme was on the track
I see the platinum pieces you collect
But fool
I hook a chain up to the Earth
And wear a pendant around my neck
Mama said never let a fool beat you
I'm a cool preacher
You couldn't test me if you was my school teacher
Concocted tense flows
That pollute minds like _________________
My touch is strong enough to leave fingerprints on oxygen
What's the approximate number of blocks I hit?
Like glocks I spit
Buckshots
Toxic shit
I got a box of it
I took his life with intellectual karate
Dumped him in three feet of water
And they still couldn't find his body

Here I go
I'm about to spit another rhyme (another rhyme)
I'll add flows from another time (from another time)
The whole universe is in my mind (yeah)
Sixteen murders in every line

Spit it
I'll release a rough sound in note
Tell the truth
When you hear me rapping
It feels like there's a hand around your throat
The way I kill rappers is beautiful
Scare you so bad
That you won't even show up to your own funeral
Thoughts of me losing are outlandish
I was a born artist
_________
When he finished
I walked up off the canvas
I shoot pinnacles into your main vein
You could sit next to me on a flight
And still wouldn't be on the same plane
Forget the body, man
I got ________ heads
I make haters spread
More often than a prostitutes legs
My vocabulary burns skin
And kills your nerves
Beat you with my rap book
To make sure that you feel my words
I make the simple things in life seem confusing
They found out my flow was the supplement Barry Bonds was using
In this last line I'm about to spit
That what did it
Matter of fact
The line is so cold
I ain't even gonna speak

Here I go
I'm about to spit another rhyme (another rhyme)
I'll add flows from another time (from another time)
The whole universe is in my mind (yeah)
Sixteen murders in every line