Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Anything That Moves, artist - K Rino. Album song Annihilation of the Evil Machine, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 22.08.2010
Record label: Black Book International
Song language: English
Anything That Moves |
Yeah* |
Once again… |
You have entered the zone of no return… |
Close ya eyes… |
Nobody wanted to challenge me when the time came |
I cocked aim and blow the pictures out ya mind frame |
I like to gash fact a match and burner fast |
I studied and learned the blast back in that Turner class |
Got a weapon that spits bash of saw fluid acid |
No time for casts cause the massacres to massive |
Duck when I lay a verse down (yeah) |
They call my opponent’s McGradys cause they never make it out the first round |
I stay composted when the gun blows |
I fix supposed to be notorious head honchos and put em in nut clothes |
You can inspire to retire me, remove me from society |
No force to put it off you have to hire me’s (me's) |
I’m a science brain anaconda piranha |
The snake head removal with the Osama persona |
Provoking me and never been wise I know you want to |
And like borrowing some draws that something’s you just don’t do |
Don’t spare nobody kill anything that moves |
Don’t spare nobody kill anything that moves |
I’m a dismantle frame with every weapon I can use |
Got tools that do with smooth no traces incuse |
When you keep trying to be hard inspiting my warning |
The results are never pretty like yo wife in the morning |
You be acting all fragile and feminem I’m the gutta type |
I love myself so much I was still me in another life (that's right) |
And how are loon I’m a hit’cha with the loudest boom |
Still on the surface I’m out of space like a crowded room |
I travel on an aircraft plus a mi-cage |
I don’t cuss you out from the road I got sky range |
Let me say that it ain’t never wise to bother K (never) |
I execute ya first born son on Father’s Day |
Disintegrate ya address and lack of love I have for you was never ending |
So I guess I could care less |
Your want the mic I can pass it to a hater (uh) |
A birthday big enough I whoop ya ass with the agrater |
Slice at a fast pace like it’s a next slashing race |
Plus so meaner than the lady in a check cashing place |
It’s a stupid move to fool with me in any situation |
That’s like choosing a life sentence over one day of probation (fool) |
I’m focus (yeah) I can’t get out the minute he blink |
I be sipping on nuclear atomic energy drinks |
The second I laid eyes on the mic is when the wall broke |
And when the smoke cleared it revealed miles of war smoke |
You fraud, you don’t wanna face this mob |
You went from being hard to working on a waitress job |
Came around try’na get talked the flow and be dope |
You wanna learn try this new song I’ll show you the roast |
You vain rappers are the main actions |
I’ll sap ya to another world like making (?) re-site his name backwards |
Me and you are like Crush but different ways I’ll summit (uh-huh) |
Me I’ll stay around bread and you get cut off from it |
I pass a Rodger happily |
I got a twin who was magically born twenty-seven years after me |