K-Rino - Fly Heads lyrics

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K-Rino - Fly Heads lyrics

[Hook: The Jokerr]: We came to fly heads Leave you covered in red Grab the handle of the battleaxe and put you to bed n***a, we came to fly heads When we drive-by, f** hot lead We swinging swords, trying to straight chop dreads We came to fly heads Realest sh** ever said And it ain't a figure of speech, so don't be mislead We really came to fly heads Slicing straight through your necks like bread Leaving you dead, and off we sped n***a, we came to fly heads [Verse 1: K-Rino] (Here we go again) The paragraph pessimist who stands on the precipice Of extreme desolate thoughts, making the most treacherous flow methods look effortless Watch me as I step to the edge of this River bank with a net tested my fresh new impetuous way of catching fish Smoke you like a Marlboro, also, catch you at the car show and throw a tricked out Volvo at your torso Hoping this dummy learns is my one concern If not I'll make his stomach burn with words that chew his insides like gummy worms Anxious to display that I'm dangerous I refrain to explain how I came to ten countries and rearranged the languages The victims of the flames remain nameless Unmaimed cause through anatomical changes I made agony painless A whole lot of cats know K-Rino's hotter The robotic flow jotter, finger spinning the planet like a globetrotter Controlling they minds with potent designs Rappers ravaging through the trash to get my throwaway lines [Verse 2: DNA] I'm throwin' saw blades at rapid velocity, my co-efficiency of veracity, attacks of monstrosity like ferocities, make no mistake, you'll be made an atrocity, better eat your steak and broccoli before you break in the wake of innate, thoughts to read. Your better off pickin' a patch of pickled peppers probably poppin' off like pistols poppin' through Puerto Rican pottery, possibly, probably people pick up your precious properties ‘cause these p's I'm packin' will place you under pruduted poverty, the dichotomy sodomly sodomizing' your sovereignties, you're gonna need an empirical, miracle anomaly to stop my Katana that can dominantly slice through the nucleus of a comet and with a promise to awesomely solve Astronomy, upon the beat, I'm droppin' an atomic bomb of artistry that's hard to beat to even come at range as uncommonly, I astound, astonishin' until astonishment's a part of me, now pardon me while I decapitate you on this beat [Hook] I fly heads, leave you covered in red Grab the handle of the battleaxe and put you to bed n***a, we came to fly heads, when we drive-by, f** hot lead We swinging swords, trying to straight chop dreads We came to fly heads, realest sh** ever said And it ain't a figure of speech, so don't be mislead We really came to fly heads, slicing straight through your necks like bread Leaving you dead, and off we sped, n***a, we came to fly heads [Verse 3: Ayok] Got an abominable flow man, a mechanical bull Partly a bronco b**h me and prodigals hold hands Phenomenal sorta non mythological romance Wit a Goddess Mary Jane in an impossible slow dance Horror show of shockers, rocking ya mind, often you watching as I get twins (get wins) like Jesse Katsopolis' wife Become a puma, a pummeler, plum co*ked wit the prize winning type hook eclipse (he clips) here go sun dark in ya rise (son darken your eyes) I been a nuisance, crazy with a pad...institutioned Y'all quit when I start, that's introducing sh**'s amusing, I'ma complicate ya life, mindf**ing, smoke a Jeffrey when I Dahmer-nate the mic Now he wanna make it right...but it's off with his head It's over like the fat lady from the opera is dead Here's an offer instead, I could chop you to shreds I'll be the ba*tard executioner and put all you to bed [Verse 4: Mr. Hyde] My loathful pen explodes into primordial mode Lyrical bodes of venomous injected scorpion blows Scorched porcelain glow over hip-hop's historian coals I euthanize, these youthful minds with Kevorkian flows Ubiquitous omnipotence with hints of vindictiveness Shift the Richter with the scriptures encrypted within my penmanship Christ he's gone, the out right mindful spiteful drone Precise cyclone of viper strikes until his a** fell sniper prone Arms around his neck, and squeeze tight because I cherish him And choke him red and blue like I'm proud to be an American Inherited hysteria unfairly impaired with Samaritans, Imperative for comparisons to be very aware that I bury 'em They turn p**y, when I'm approaching the booth I co*k back and slap your soul through your Fallopian tubes I rope me a noose, around his throat and toss him overboard There's no remorse as i puppeteer his corpse by his vocal cords [Hook] We came to fly heads Leave you covered in red Grab the handle of the battleaxe and put you to bed n***a, we came to fly heads When we drive-by, f** hot lead We swinging swords, trying to straight chop dreads We came to fly heads Realest sh** ever said And it ain't a figure of speech, so don't be mislead We really came to fly heads Slicing straight through your necks like bread Leaving you dead, and off we sped n***a, we came to fly heads

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