Marching To Massacre - K Rino

«We getting ready to have a live session

What we was trying to say…»

My quotes cause strokes and thrombosis, the dopeness encroaches and pokes

Leaving its hosts with throats bloated as blowfish

Resuscitation motions are hopeless

He slowly decomposes, moments after he’s opened and his ghost splits

I boasted yet choked from the grossness

The odour was so ferocious, the vultures flew over holding their noses

With closed fists I’ll scope you and focus

Then stand close to a lightning bolt to show that my body can hold the voltage

I’m frightening as a cyclone soon as they turn the mic on

When I’m at home alone, the darkness sleeps with the lights on

My mind’s a ride crossing time zones on mileage

Is so vibrant, that I can hear a phone on silent

All my written imagery has been rendered extensively

From the the thought embassy 23 members assemble me

My appearance was pivotal, yet conceded a miracle

'Cause my physical consists of non-existent material

Rappers losing balance and staggering, never grasping what’s happening

Arrogant fabricants with drafts unnatural as Saccharin

Tracks attacking your plasma and acting as a coagulant

So masterful I draft accurate fact brackets by accidents

When I’m hatefully stepping to a page with aggression

The pictures in my house begin changing their facial expressions

After blow-torching the beat I wander off in my sleep

Performing surgeries on random people walking the street

And if you gossip I’ll pop open your top quick, as a locksmith

My whole closet is stocked with big boxes of drop kicks

With no possible logic his doctor opted to watch as

His biological clock ticks two notches from hospice

I move and let creative angels through

I can’t even explain to you why my cranial powers have been so sustainable

So who can say they’ve seen the things that K has seen

I’m hatefully erasing dreams while playfully singing the speed racer theme

I set a precedent for elite development

I be more eloquent than rappers with a speech impediment

I’m never reticent—I met and beat 11 men

But neglected to mention them 'cause I rather wreck 'em in sets of 10

My cleverness level is futuristically present tense

Hard to register how the most hellish men can be heaven-sent

No one is actually better than me, it’s factually evident

I’ll sprint away and get back so quick as if I never went

I grew petulant due to its tepid musical excrement

The most threatening click is the regiment that I represent

Respect and deference is a testament to my excellence

I strike faster than you ever did when I’m being hesitant

Smite you with one punch but he felt it twice

I’m under a sweltering light, precisely redeveloping melted ice

He yelled for Christ right after he felt the knife

That’s when I selfishly dealt the spice that would quickly stifle his helpless

life

So he’ll cruise in a hearse shortly

I’m so raw that I murked 40 people then get involved in each search party

Attacking your neural so i have to be thorough

So many facets that me alone is actually plural

I won’t stop at haste to put you in your proper place

I hover upside down holding a topless chocolate shake and not a drop would waste

Was born and bred with an abnormal head

The pharmacist said that I’m more likely to cause torment when I’m on my meds

Gradually replenishing my energetic faculties

When I stare at dead batteries, they charge up automatically

The mundane continue to run game

My tongue is so untamed, some days I let it shoot off at the gun range