Lyrics Book Number 7 Intro - K Rino

Book Number 7 Intro

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This is an exorcism
The electro skeleton
X-strap the back
With his next flow
Listen
Electro vision
That rest of molecular texture
In this irregular
Secular mechanism
You diagnosed with doses of uncontrollable scoliosis
Plus liver cirrhosis
Witness the original
Lyrical everlasting
Individual spiritual
Metaphysical mastering
Blasting your zone
Will the wrath ever know?
The path of science and math
Craft in stone
My deepest exegesis
Drafted alone
The devilish staff was born
And grafted a clone
I elevate with ________ that are sacred
Create biological elements that I mate with
The Evangelical adamant
Radical
Murder capital Admiral
Who rappers stagger and battle
I am the sorcerer
Broke through the corridor
The 220 century
Galaxy orbiter
Straight from the infinite thought
Who ____ taught him
How to combine to Summer
Spring, Winter and Autumn
My staff is steady as acid
When I cast it
1 to 150
The demographic
No match
No matter
Where you look for the Heaven
The coalition
Book number seven
I am
The author of book number seven
You unleashed the power of book number seven
There is no escape from book number seven
You’re not outside
You’re actually inside of book number seven
I throw hundreds of sun lit punches in abundance
You in a dungeon that dwells
Within the infinite circumference of my conscience
I send and receive intergalactic faxes
At night my body relaxes
Raises like taxes
And levitates over the mattress
I transform into a sandstorm
Might take the form of a newborn
With a baby’s body
And a 35 year old man’s arm
There’ll be no more sympathy sent to you
I make an entity into you
As I mentally circumvent your peninsula
The intensely temperamental mic emperor
Who increases the temperature
And makes sure
You receive every ninja strike meant for you
Opposition
You don’t hear a word from them
K-Rino's the one
Who picks up the hitchhiking murderer
And then murders him
I stand on posters like coasters
They’ve been after me before my birth
My ultra-sound picture
Was on a most-wanted poster
Metallic plate
Strapped to my shoulders
Vultures fly out of my folder
After I bust and reiterate
Every flow that I told you
No more CD’s
Technology has finally evolved
Albums in pill form
You swallow them
And let them dissolve
Then you feel mushroom euphoria in your brain
When I storm it
You not only hear me recite the songs
You see me performing
You thought you had writer’s block
Your brain was starting to swell up
But that was me killing your ideas
Before they developed
I’m bruising you
Cause I’m half super nuclear
You can fit your skill in mine
The same amount of times
Pluto can fit in Jupiter
I load revenge into a syringe
Opponent’s then cringe
At the needle penetrates
Within your contact lense
Laid with excruciating pain
To use my style
Like a 120 consecutive root canals
Meanwhile
My horrors cancel your tomorrows
I speak words that the authors
Of the dictionary
And the Thesaurus borrows
Blast my gun
With the Wrath of Khan
The Jurassic mastodon
That easily won the scholastic triathlon