Yeah, I know what you're thinking
Just when they thought it couldn't get no colder
I had to raise my level 18 more notches
Come on
My momma had an abortion
Years before I spit a rhyme out
They threw me in a trash, but two hours later I climbed out
With blood and afterbirth, I started on a blind route
Civilians threatened by the sight of a newborn infant with a lion's mouth
I copulate and repopulate
At age four, I started removing my own organs just to see how they operate
I could make the apocalypse end with a preposterous spin
I'm a alien python that sheds rhinoceros skin
You choke and gag when words are spoken fast
I smoke and blast paragraphs [?]
At a cat swallowing broken glass
I provide infinite homicide
By making you die a death for every human in history that ever died
I worshipped on the sabbath, then put bodies in cabinets
Spared the sinners and killed the saints cause they was arrogant
[?] the millimeter of three threes
I'm a self-producing species
Your brain holds less intelligence than my feces
My dominance was ominent
From it comes prominent confidence
I pack a 'matic that I use to crack continents
I wet a rain, spark [?] from the brain
Spit propane and make fire burst up into more flames
I shatter bladders and scatter matter, send data at a
Character actor rapper till cadavres splatter with marinara
I grab and pull your clavicle
To see if its extractable from an actual mathematical quadrilateral
Your throat, I'll make blood flow from it
I'll impregnate your woman, and nine months later, snatch the fetus up out of your stomach
A spacecraft landed with a hyperbolic bed on it
People collapsed cause every alien that exited had my head on it (yeah)
My homicides are shown in a hearse, chronologically reversed
So the last victim I murdered actually died first
Whatever your effort is, I'll effortlessly better ya
I could sever both of my feet and still be two steps ahead of ya
I'm the thought editor; like a head of lettuce I shredded ya
I could sit on a planet nebula with a weapon and red sweater ya
I plot debauchery while you ride where my crotch be
Ought to wrap your whole body around my wrist, the way you watch me
Till time ends, I'mma be a threat
I got another head up on my neck, but human eyes can't see it yet
I carry ten times my weight like a ant do
I'm dislexic, but [?]
I mean you can't hang with me (yeah)
The imperial skill spiller
Optical illusional mirror serial killer
I'll stand you at a intersection, and rip
Until I make your body take off running in 17 different directions
Like a surgeon, I open your chest and put my words in
I'm the first one to bust like a dude that nutted up in a virgin
And you picking up the microphone and beating me rapping
Is kind of like constipation: It's some shit that won't happen (uhh)
You disillusioned, boy. I sink you quick
You got lyrical hypochondria; you just think you sick
And it's hazardous for a [?] MC to try me
Like a hospital patient with hydrochloric acid in his IV
A bomb was ticking in my right arm
I'm the lovechild of a night storm and a unborn futuristic alien life form
I prozac slackers with no trap
Other planets I go jack and return with a sack of extraterrestrial throwbacks
I'll approach you with aggression and slap
You so hard I'll be able to look inside my hand and see your facial expression
My telekinetics'll stand on ya
I'll put you in a sleeper hold without even laying a hand on ya (yeah)
Leave contestants with infections in they midsections
I'm harder than a roll of quarters and a tyrannosaurus erection
Send me 100 years back and make me transparent
And you will never be born cause I'll murder both sets of your grandparents
A mic's what I have. No gun to run grab
Slap you with five combinations in the time it took you to throw one jab
Like I said before, I'm really from a future time
And the only reason I'm here right now is to execute your rhyme
[?] I blast you off with word, plex I had to spark it
Fly around the city on my black book like a magic carpet
Your syllable was too easily killable
I'm a musical miracle with a brain that's refillable
From the womb, I was consumed with ominous doom
My thoughts traveled and exhumed Nostradamus' tomb
I'm from a wicked platoon where false promises bloom
A mansion with twenty rooms and a caterpillar's cocoon, yeah
What's up, Kuwait
Legendary pioneer
Grand wizard
K-Rino
This nigga started this shit, nigga
The reason why you the author of the shit you spit
God, nigga
The beginning and the ending
It began with this nigga, and it's gon' end with this nigga
You niggas can't fuck with Rino, nigga
What, you MHMR, or something, motherfucker?
Stop selling your medicine, and use it, idiot
You niggas falling off and shit
You niggas can't be chosen, nigga
Twenty years in the game, rookie, count em
South Park Coalition, the black book is international, motherfucker
With or without you suit-and-tie cocksuckers
Yeah, nigga

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