Extreme Malice - K Rino

Grand luminous pugilist, hand movements are numerous

Land cruising with prudence and transfusing my nutrients

Ran through the unruly with man proving elusiveness

Use a quick precision, I’ll envision then inflict the collision

That makes the people in pictures switch positions

I’ve never been typical, lyrical physics inexplicable

With monolithic pull and predicting the unpredictable

Most slick rhetoric in my edifice

Let it be said and registered within your head that’s it’s better never to

question this

Negative vibe premise, my hand grows to the size of Kawhi Leonard’s

And slaps you for 75 minutes

Never rest, my cleverness forever will self-express

Effervescent and unpleasant yet it’s wretched with epiglottis

I slept with intrepidness, prerequisite second guess

Reset you by shaking you for 3 seconds like Etch A Sketch

If you magical, then I can match that

I’ll become a gnat and fly around the track with a strap and a backpack

It’ll be the same as if it was my frame that did it

My brain is different, you’ll need a portal crane to lift it

You flame and disperse but you won’t put my name in a verse

I’m a dangerous person, in handcuffs changing my shirt

I’m analytical and leading on a spiritual retreat

I can speak and sweep Sunday to the middle of the week

Fighting exhibitions, true demolition, no benedictions

Unlimited rounds, 2 hours each with no intermission

My poetic sheets carry a heavy speech

When shredded each fragment released becomes a 23 pound confetti piece

I swarm and disable, alarming and fatal, respond if you’re able

Word embalming you on the coroner’s table

Exhibited vivid tunes, I’ll be ripping on your television soon

Bust a flip and then land in your living room

Skill monopoly owning the property

I’m tryna be the cause of all MC families cashing in life insurance policy

The high agility soliloquy

Lyrically every CD I release individually’s equal to a trilogy

Diligently assembling theories that be so superior

It would be silly for even me to try to mirror me

K’ll put you in pillars and let you look at me till I kill an entire villa

Reality couldn’t be realer

The singular king of this bringing this mean and fiendish clique to the scene

to spit

Touch you and leave no distinguishing fingerprints

Anyway you script it I’ma blaze and rip it

I’m 3 times as gifted like a birthday for triplets

I’m lathered and bathed keratin, plus I had a dream

That my neck was an ammunition carrying magazine

With emphatic radical patterns that ejected from the throat

And can render you ineffective from the second that I spoke

And I’m leaving the record broke for the most heart severed check with a quote

Whole populations with one stethoscope

My obsession to be the best is so special

I bet you that I could give you a 7 century head start and still catch you