Lyrics Doctor Jack - K Rino

Doctor Jack - K Rino
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Doctor Jack, artist - K Rino. Album song The Day of the Storm, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 01.08.2011
Record label: Black Book International
Song language: English

Doctor Jack

Right this way
Make yourself comfortable
Lay on this gurney
Let me take you on a journey
Oh, this needle?
Oh, pay no attention to this needle in my hand
Look over there, what’s that?
My thoughts write with cause and excitement that sparks lightning
When I start typing EMF monitors start spiking
Raw mic torture officer, forcible strife causer
Human version of a DVR, actual life pauser
Flammable head scanner burning primitive grammar
I see life through the view of a thermal imaging camera
Each word that sits beneath my wigs raw
Bizarre cause under six seconds I fixed a million mixed bars like jigsaws
I turn cyborg when I plug in mic chords
I commence the right scores and absorb growing circular light orbs
My yawns resemble tiger-like roars leave wounds when I fight wars
That look just like infected spider bite soars
When the beats played I participate in phrase relays
My talent’s infinite and unlimited, yours is prepaid
I was drafted by a team of space renegades and remade
Got traded after three days due to failure to behave
See, when I drop the bomb you should not respond
That’s a mismatch like Brock Lesnar in the octagon with a soccer mom
What I’m reading you is not even new, it was breeded two
Centuries back squeezing the fluid through a timeless feeding tube
My flesh is florescent, my essence perfected
My chest is connected so each lecture’s directly ingested
You ain’t deep at all, you need to give me a call, I speak through walls
And people fall and seek treatment like they was breathing ethanol
Rap revolution, I’m never neutral to execute you
I’ll set a crucial mix of septic juice with your Metamucil
We strike mic hands like Thai pads and ignite strands
Of saliva that’s disband organs and glands when the first bite lands
My tribe is hard to describe, I built a ride and glide where eagles fly
But it got denied because it wasn’t legalized
Let me advise, I’ve been energized and revitalized
By a 105 over-sized radioactive fireflies
Beyond DEFCONs the level I’m on
Rip through your lungs like the jaws of a megalodon
Wet you like Evian, that’s mileage in my lyrical knowledge
Unidentified objects guided by invisible pilots
Well balanced symmetrical topics I hit your section and shock it
Just like a knife in an electrical socket
My creativity exists in a perpetual pocket
Defying physics flying in multi-directional rockets
I graduated from cerebral school, the same night I received a tool
A golden microphone powered by diesel fuel
My pamphlet sits as a mantlepiece, when it heats it can’t decrease
Rap mass transits speak faster than Durant’s release
If my message ain’t impressing you, I’ll make a greater spectacle
Leave Texas and long distance arm wrestle you
For my flow base is hard to locate, I’ll pitch eight tons of hate over the plate
I throw knuckle curves that go straight
My right hand never landed, it glanced him
Still caused gigantic canyons, kidnapped aliens for whole planet ransoms
Red beamed your camp till shirts get extremely damp
Then make a clean vamp into a Coke bottle size 'I Dream of Jeannie' lamp
The pyromaniac burning thoughts and brains with arson gains
The smoke that came off the flames departs in pain
Relaxed to the hilt, the raps that I’ve built
Trigger chaotic variations in the axial tilt
When K’s in the mood, I be mic tasing a dude
I won’t eat unless there’s broken razorblades in the food
Check the evidence, I inject permanent speech impediments
Charge elements of malevolent cyber intelligence
I’m taking part in extreme events
High level experiments that seem intense when team members switch fingerprints
I spoke and tease even dope MCs, my outer body skill I show with ease
While breaking in your house from overseas
Intellect bench-press land masses and then wreck
I trend set and deck rappers with zebra kick chin checks
We leave frauds served like hors d’oeuvres
Cause we speak raw words that hit the ground so hard that the cars swerve

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Artist lyrics: K Rino