Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Aesthetics, artist - K Rino. Album song Conception of Concept (The Big Seven #2), in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 14.11.2016
Record label: SoSouth
Song language: English
Aesthetics |
Word aesthetics, the veteran with a nice word fetish |
It’s imperative that I shred him up like iceberg lettuce |
I strip the Earth naked plus I perfected my work ethic |
The first second, the nurse gave my mother my birth record |
The precocious quote theologian |
I read notes that repost and the results leave throats in convulsions |
I’m overpowering, don’t have to shout at men to be louder than them |
Plus every now and then I’m inverting my outer skin |
Disavow any sour doubters who out to deflower our power |
Slip in his house, kill him in the shower |
Swinging a meat cleaver, the people become believers |
‘Cause I’m still breathing with a 300 degree fever |
Speak with a street sweeper, heat seeker, the complete leader |
Other beat bleeders think a million leagues deeper |
Every night that we write, we strike beats precisely |
And not even Vanna White can flip words like me |
Yeah and I don’t care about none of you |
I’m walking in straight gunning you |
I wanna make you uncomfortable |
I kill ‘em all so wonderful |
I don’t care about none of you |
I’m walking in straight gunning you |
I wanna make you uncomfortable |
I kill ‘em all so wonderful |
I’ll travel a mental landscape |
Metacarpals I break flat as a pancake, Superman handshakes |
Eating Bran Flakes while I make plans to straight take your fanbase |
6'4'' human with an ant face |
Catch you in the neck with a deadly projectile |
Wretched and wild just like Siberian exile |
I prove that you can lose, I choose acting a fool |
Practicing moves like putting toothpaste back in a tube |
The speed of my hands let ‘em know I had to be the man |
Bobbing and weaving my head in a moving ceiling fan |
If you keep playing, I’ma get him for at least a grand |
Keep expanding my lethal clan 'til his preacher ran |
The traveler navigating through the 2035 calendar |
Scavenging for a certified challenger |
My methods are the best that you ever saw and able to wreck and slaughter |
‘Cause the recorder filed a protective order like |
Yeah, and I don’t care about none of you |
I’m walking in straight gunning you |
I wanna make you uncomfortable |
I kill ‘em all so wonderful |
I don’t care about none of you |
I’m walking in straight gunning you |
I wanna make you uncomfortable |
I kill ‘em all so wonderful |
My fortress is real, they don’t know what it costed to build |
The force of my skill will toss two horses across a field |
My organization’s elevation is real close |
Doing heart operations while the patient is still woke |
Yeah I’m bragging, my brain acting as a magnet |
Attracting higher thought activity even when it’s stagnant |
Keep my deepest cerebral increments in a bag with |
Heated pieces of plastic equal to lethal gases |
My microphone has at least 23 components |
The trophies that I keep at home got real people on ‘em |
You trigger booms, invisible stick in ligature jewels |
I got twenty-five hundred and two signature moves |
I’m too far gone, before I enter the war zone |
I drink a gallon of extraterrestrial hormones |
Rappers fell strong like a 300 pound hailstone |
When they saw me call the ghost on a spiritual cell phone like |
Yeah, and I don’t care about none of you |
I’m walking in straight gunning you |
I wanna make you uncomfortable |
I kill ‘em all so wonderful |
I don’t care about none of you |
I’m walking in straight gunning you |
I wanna make you uncomfortable |
I kill ‘em all so wonderful |