Panoramic - K Rino

Workout time again

On Point Studio

We just up in here, me and Snipe, man

We gon' workout a little bit, for this Makin' Enemies project

Spit some rhymes for my homies and like that kind of stuff

I’m puttin' panoramic cameras out so I can scan and scout

The planet and channel out the man endowed in me and his spouse

I live in a ceramic house that I damage substantially when I’m spoutin' high

powered showers of sledge hammers out

My anger and manic bouts are tantamount

I can’t account nothing prior to me

Landing here via Trans-Atlantic route

A man of clout yet my sanity stands in doubt

‘cause I ran throughout the land, feeding ferocious animals hand-to-mouth

Powerful numbers left these cowards to wonder

Calendar date scrambler, New Year’s is now in the summer

I’m in the big leagues, you diss me and I’ma blitz you with quick speed

And rip you like that pissed tiger did the partner of Siegfried

See you don’t want it with none of us

I’ma bust 'til the contents of your stomach’s crushed and lookin' just like

sonic slush

Impossible shots I hit

Five mic passes equal five assists when I get hot as Peja Stojaković

Yeah, hand me that water, man

Like I say we just in here working out

Puttin' a little something together, man

K-Rino, Big Snipe in the building, man

Let me load up with this second verse real quick, y’all

Watch

I practice stomping out weak circles

And fifty pound ankle weights leaping vertical over five feet hurdles

See me defying logic, that’s a easy one

Picture AR-15 rifle bullets releasing from a BB gun

And when these weapons emerge, you’ll understand I’m better with words

Swatting your head like a Federer serve

You’re flatulent and dense so I’ve been coming at you since

I can fake throwing a jab and make a statue flinch

When I’m running it, no one can accomplish it

I’m the wondrous flame that keeps becoming lit with no candlestick under it

There’s no chance of imagining or matching my acumen

For tapping into deep areas average men ain’t rappin' in

Verses be worded thoroughly, it might take an eternity

To interpret and determine literal from hyperbole

After these third degree burns that he first received he learned to be courteous

Still I imperviously charged him a service fee, whoo

Now I’m tryna figure out what I’ma eat tonight

All this rappin' made me hungry, man

Gotta get some nourishment in my body

‘cause if I collapse on the mic, won’t be no third verse

But I’m just playin', here it go, check it

Enlist artillery in my facility

The skill in me makes building something silly really a mental impossibility

I will agree to kill a spots

I’m fast and agile so call me by my new name, Veloci-gility

The streets lookin', that’s why I keep pushin'

Don’t need a bat, I had a blood skeetin' and gushin' from beatin' you with a

seat cushion

Completely still yet I steady creep

Lyrical anesthesia settles deep so you pass out while you already ‘sleep

Kill again when big hand meets little hand

Catch you standing in between two other dudes and eliminate the middle man

You cats is playin', you oughta be ashamed for this

For falling out the game as quick and decades later I remain this dangerous

I blink my eyes and I’m energized

A hundred percent of me flies out even when I only give twenty-five

Climbing the highest stairway

Smoke mics like cigarettes and mash ‘em out in a cat’s face like it’s an ashtray

Like it’s an ashtray, haha

Boys be asking me a lot of questions, mane

Some I be wanna answer, some I don’t be wanna answer

But I will say this

I love spittin' these lyrics for y’all

And I’ll leave it at that

Let’s go home