Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Crhyme Scene, artist - K Rino. Album song The Maven, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 27.03.2013
Record label: Black Book - SoSouth
Song language: English
Crhyme Scene |
| I don’t know if I’m choking or laughing ahahahahahah |
| Send your people out! |
| Send them out! |
| I’m not concerned with what an Uzi does, I’ll leave you in a pool of blood |
| Like throwing a live shark inside your Jacuzzi tub |
| They know I’m sick so they just quit, you’ve got some Toy 'R' Us spit |
| My verbal thrust kicks could make a bus split |
| I’m parasitic microfilaria |
| After tearing the flesh from your bone I show up at another battle wearing ya |
| My kill |
| The scene was so grizzly, cops was asking people if they saw which way the bear |
| went |
| Strike with permanent empowerment |
| As I slide my body lit between the half inch slits of your air vent |
| I don’t move weight, I smuggle straps |
| But I do cover maps and pop caps like the air pockets on bubble wraps |
| My quotes leave approaches with broke knees |
| Hold them up like trophies and let them soak until they curdle up like goat |
| cheese |
| MCs matching what I spoke, please? |
| Telekinetically pulling up oak trees and turning ignitions with no keys |
| My skill is blinding, really it’s a mind thing |
| Drop a rhyme scheme and make the booth look like a Chryme Scene |
| Spine tingling verses to show you I’m King |
| The liquid substance that he regurgitated was lime green |
| I wrote soliloquies at false heed |
| My flow seeds grow in your dome piece and cause avalanche nosebleeds |
| I fly up and push the Sun higher, when I race I wait 'til I’m tired |
| Lay down on my back and still run right by ya |
| I’m splashing flames on an average brain |
| Cut him up on a plane, his slash remains came later on a baggage claim |
| I speak through a male meter |
| I feed off aortic vowel walls, of lousy readers like a |
| The back flipping rap acrobat |
| I’ll rap for eternity plus 10 additional centuries after that |
| The pen I’m grabbing, it strikes perpetually accurate |
| Extracting the yolk out of an egg without cracking it |
| The institution’s most extreme patient |
| Concentrations so great that I reconstruct a body after cremation |
| Heathens nurse from my weakened verse |
| I plant lyric sheets in dirt that burrow deep and burst, disperse and eat the |
| Earth |
| My skill is blinding, really it’s a mind thing |
| Drop a rhyme scheme and make the booth look like a Chryme Scene |
| Spine tingling verses to show you I’m King |
| The liquid substance that he regurgitated was lime green |
| Connect the dots while I surge you like a breakfast spot |
| Make your throat swell up so big that your neck just pops |
| Once I lock you in my thoughts you won’t escape my head |
| The victim bled so much my yellow tape was red |
| My skill is blinding, really it’s a mind thing |
| Drop a rhyme scheme and make the booth look like a Chryme Scene |
| Spine tingling verses to show you I’m King |
| The liquid substance that he regurgitated was lime green |