Exhibition Prototype Ultra - K Rino

I’m the walking hydrogen bomb, I didn’t apologize 'cause I meant harm

Prior to killing rappers I make 'em sign a consent form

You been warned, I’m defacing you as graceful as Lynn Swann

I write until my limbs fall off, this is my 10th arm

Reincarnation of every great who’s ever been born

Storming the stage donning the mask of Agamemnon

The windstorm, I think beyond what is normal and then some

Ritalin from a sick pharmacist couldn’t keep my pen calm

Of all the writers, I’m the wisest known

I can dial up spirits from the other side from home with a high tech Verizon

phone

Address my rivals in a violent tone

Got flown to an asylum 'cause when I got grown I wouldn’t leave the knives alone

I got to sleep and have deep dreams

My unbeatable speech brings enough released heat beams to crease jeans

I see things like birds can flying with 3 wings

And walk the streets with full-grown people hooked on my key ring

Raw in my exhibition, war is my next decision

Hard is my definition, I started your extradition

I’m the one in charge so no cause to request permission

Blessed with diction so I quickly soared to the best position

I wrote the most tumultuous eulogium

Some at the podium divulging him at the ghost rapper symposium

Condolences for soul invention notices

For every poet a poet is froze in the throes of vocal hopefulness

The only thing that he wears is a plastic bag

I’ve mastered the magic task of drinking the empty portion of half a glass

I seek a mad sinister beat and scold it

My verse I don’t need to hold it, I’ll read as I wrote it if the sheet was

folded

My head’s a sacred place to be

People paid booking agent fees and waited patiently for vacancies since '83

And once I reach my concentration peak

Cake and sleep on a freeway a week and amazingly screeching brakes won’t awaken

me

I may not have a song that rocks the club or sell lots of drugs

But still my skill is hard as lacing shoes up wearing boxing gloves

And when I start to sparking topics

I knock holes in optic sockets that create pockets larger than walking targets

Raw in my exhibition, war is my next decision

Hard is my definition, I started your extradition

I’m the one in charge so no cause to request permission

Blessed with diction so I quickly soared to the best position

For big payments my statements are parlayed

With one call made I traded my tongue for a jigsaw blade

No one’s this hard, I still play when you hit pause

And dislodge 206 bars and give 'em out like gift cards

Outside of my apartment sit

I’m one deep in my thoughts but it sounds through the door like fur pits in an

arguments

They made me in a factory, ladies embrace me naturally

They paid me 80 G’s to let them name their babies after me

My adversary’s weak so I actually let him capture me

I fasted for a week then I slashed him when I was fast asleep

The crowd is doubtless, thinking about what my mouth spits

Under my suit, I’ve got on 20 more outfits

My bars are kept in the farthest depths

I chop the hardest reps while walking 40 steps without using my quadriceps

Ran through your clan like an intravenous strand

The only man who can jump and simultaneously land

Raw in my exhibition, war is my next decision

Hard is my definition, I started your extradition

I’m the one in charge so no cause to request permission

Blessed with diction so I quickly soared to the best position