K-Rino - Worst Rapper Alive lyrics

[Intro: K-Rino] Yeah, y'all wanna know who I am? I'm bout to tell y'all who I am [Hook: K-Rino] I'm the, worst rapper alive yo When they see me hit the corner, they be running like I'm 5-0 No chance for survival Any man come test left dead on arrival [Verse 1: K-Rino] I murder fools in exhausting ways, it starts with a arson blaze No caution I shorten days, stand over graves and rip till I make coffins raise A dark haze covers my noggin, K often praise Spark and raise a light that reach the red planet where the Martians stay Then I cast a verbal spell, flowing Y'all ain't knowing on the microphone I go deep like Terrell Owens Vegitablize ya from the chin up, I torture you rappers I shave the hair off of your head and braid your skin up I'm part cyanide and part venom I got jars in my kitchen cabinet that look empty but there's really thoughts in 'em Witness my plan, you'll understand I'm a sinister man Jumped off a two foot brick and it took me ten minutes to land The beats I own, hit and pound domes My mind's expansive, I got workers on my brain now building town homes I leave your defence delinquent and ultrasound showed how I seen frequent In the unborn embryo's dream sequence [Hook] [Verse 2: K-Rino] I'm the words in the sky, like cannabis smoke A unanimous vote so I could slander his quote, slice his neck and hand him his throat I roll with facts, give me a pen and that's all she wrote Control the axis of million men with a small remote I spit the best, pa** my book and I'm a instant threat I speak to life forms that ain't even in existence yet The phraseologist, bring ba*tards to me One verse takes you from illiteracy to a master's degree They be fearing this, rain haemorrhaged way before they be hearing this I take pride in giving your spirit an out of body experience Deliberately delivering DNA to a cynical feminist Stood mirrorless gazed at brick walls and seen physical images My flow is a mixture of a seven figure body counting a bible scripture Future predictor, with wicked riches in my baby pictures When I burst out, pull your hearse out If you bite. I'll punch a hole in your stomach, reach in and snatch my verse out [Hook] [Verse 3: K-Rino] I'm offing you with the hand and eye quickness of a stenographer Worked part time at a cosmos as a fly ghost photographer Go to war with ya, a thousand horses couldn't drag me off of ya Too raw for ya, that's why you on my wood just like carpenter My metamorphosis took place, and the d**h toll started soaring to New heights I was awarded for, steady outscoring the coroner According to the majority, I'm the aura that gives more to ya Remarkable flame talker, please stop me if I'm boring ya I spit my flow with precision, if I get you in the chin I'm flooring ya Hit quick whenever tricks get ignant, like liquid I'm pouring ya I bu-buck, now you don't want that it ain't no tomorrow for To knock me out the pocket, it's gon' take a hundred more of ya yeah [Hook - 2x]