| When I compose sentences, my sole emphasis is to be so intricate
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| That when you listen you know it is in hopes of coincidence
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| I refocus and implement three doses of infinite penmanship
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| Sent to me through osmosis like incidence
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| I see through every chest plate with a singular x-ray
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| You hear me wreck way before your fingers can press play
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| They clingin' to K because I bring it the best way
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| Went from freshman to being a senior the next day
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| I conceive a crisis if you say that he’s the nicest
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| Siphon oxygen from evil pirates then start increasing the breathing prices
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| Not evil ISIS frightens people like this
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| Unseeable paramecium types with bites that cut you into pizza slices
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| Recite 'til I get encephalitis, bring death to reckless writers
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| And where I left them I’ll act like I helped a psychic decipher it
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| My enunciation might seem blunt
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| I scheme stunts like stretching one year to thirteen months
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| Breathing in the untapped regions
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| Reading while I’m sweeping out these dumb rap heathens
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| Listen as the literary gun-clap bleeds him
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| In another city is where one slap leaves him
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| K-Rino's breathing in the untapped regions
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| Reading while I’m sweeping out these dumb rap heathens
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| Listen as the literary gun-clap bleeds him
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| In another city is where one slap leaves him
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| I’ve contaminated lungs with my animated songs
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| I could read your palms if you had two amputated arms
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| I’m performin' slicker, abnormally calm inflicter
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| Conceived one night and born the next morning
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| With a lipped tongue and a warning sticker
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| I launch indecent responses, back hand sweep with a gauntlet
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| So at peace I can go to sleep while I’m conscious
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| The speech homicides reap ominous beats I tongue kiss
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| For each one I don a pen and blank sheets my accomplice
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| The invisible visitor
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| What I see in a mirror’s a mastermind accessory killer and co-conspirator
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| Virulent trivia, spirit inhibitor, a clip deliverer
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| Contributor to whatever helps me get rid of ya
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| I’m revolvin' in space at a marvelous pace
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| Able to beat you in a race if I was jogging in place
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| Before you committed the crime, I was solving the case
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| Laughing hysterically while still looking hard in the face
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| Breathing in the untapped regions
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| Reading while I’m sweeping out these dumb rap heathens
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| Listen as the literary gun-clap bleeds him
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| In another city is where one slap leaves him
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| K-Rino's breathing in the untapped regions
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| Reading while I’m sweeping out these dumb rap heathens
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| Listen as the literary gun-clap bleeds him
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| In another city is where one slap leaves him
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| Aggressively I’m addressing and blessing the mic in question
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| To the average peasant even my mess-ups look like perfection
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| Wire my jaw shut, staple and tape up my mouth phrases
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| With rakes straight through my trachea, escape and get out
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| With no love, contemptuous scrubs get drugged up the gamut
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| I don’t drop the mic, I pick the whole club up and slam it
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| K has got an accelerated working rate
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| So even when I watch TV, I created eight verses every commercial break
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| With the profundity amount my brain got, I can watch a thunderstorm,
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| namin' county’s raindrop
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| I’m weaving through his preventive defense with a 3 minute sequence
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| Burning one of my sheets, breeze twenty reprints
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| The way I draft classics so immaculately
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| Is only equalled by your accurate inaccuracy
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| Nonexistent beings I see them, from the prelim I can read them
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| While secretly sliding in an alien woman’s DMs
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| Breathing in the untapped regions
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| Reading while I’m sweeping out these dumb rap heathens
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| Listen as the literary gun-clap bleeds him
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| In another city is where one slap leaves him
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| K-Rino's breathing in the untapped regions
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| Reading while I’m sweeping out these dumb rap heathens
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| Listen as the literary gun-clap bleeds him
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| In another city is where one slap leaves him |