If Words Could Kill

You worry doubts will remain confidential like past codes
 Your body'll be hard enough to find in Black players on the Astros
 My motto is if they want war blast em
 Your on the mic hollering and lying just like a fake orgasm
 People stand before me try'na define my storyline
 The hurricane rhyme I designed was a category 9
 What K-Rino took it's like I'm a sprint you a slow walk
 Me losing can't be done like a bald man try'na grow a Mohawk
 My flow is kinda like jacking off and that might seem odd
 Cause in order for you to beat it (what) you gotta be hard
 I'm that hovering crook, killing fools with a sumerting look
 I go outside the lines like a blind man with a colouring book
 My vocal cords are contain to put'cha frame in a hall-of-fame flaming
 My new name is sequence because my styles keep changing
 Come off the mic, you ain't holding that too right
 You got the crowd asleep like a child at twelve-thirty on a school night
 If words can kill, I be driven to see
 My enemies murdered by deadly flows given to me
 If words can kill, that would be a vision to see
 Cause if they could, nobody would be living but me
 Am I the roughest you ever heard, well that's no need to wondering
 I raise the bar so high that the airplane can fly up under it
 You can't shake us, fakers hoping they break us
 When I'm pulling more cards than a poker playing in Vegas
 You standing calm, cool, connected, but you soon to be nervous
 Weak rappers get done for hours like community service
 You exaggerate your win rate, so get'cha lives straight
 I'm ten times tighter than y'all means foot in a size eight
 Listen (uh) you know I'm stalking so you wonder where K went
 Me breaking you is overdue just like your light bill payment
 I spit on individuals, chances you gots little
 They'll be calling the ambulance to rush you thoughts to the hospital
 He didn't even have to face these skills (why)
 Cause he got executed by the ghost of AC Chill
 I'm a rip you with this verse and when I finished the story
 You goin run off the stage crying like a baby mama on Maury
 If words can kill, I be driven to see
 My enemies murdered by deadly flows given to me
 If words can kill, that would be a vision to see
 Cause if they could, nobody would be living but me
 K-Rino's the brain cell repopulater
 And my mind contains more lines than a telephone operator
 I grab a glass (to what) purpose a toast to ya
 And mentally murder the family members that means the most to ya
 I think on the level that only can be comprehended on any alations
 I'm murdering rappers with teleconnectic perilous thoughts menstruations
 Blast my enemy, out of the presentity
 Mentally superior energy rhyme chemistry
 Too many what a be a proximity
 But no sir feminine flows with no Kelanie
 Whoo I got juice in me, but I ain't young as I used to be
 I shoot words hoopsly emcee brucely
 Scientists trying to reproduce me
 I make emcees choke a fuse see if I burn I use K-boost to boost me
 I schedule with the variables with ease and burn ya like a venereal disease
 If words can kill, I be driven to see
 My enemies murdered by deadly flows given to me
 If words can kill, that would be a vision to see
 Cause if they could, nobody would be living but me
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 K-Rino me I'm a lyrical assassin
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