Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Enter the Iron Trap, artist - K Rino. Album song Enter the Iron Trap (The Big Seven #3), in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 14.11.2016
Record label: SoSouth
Song language: English
Enter the Iron Trap |
Enter the Iron Trap |
You gonna love it in here or maybe not |
Depends on who you are, let’s eat |
Pathetic methods get shredded up by a billion pellets |
To pass my easiest class you need a million credits |
The ever living sick reverend with unreal genetics |
Slap you off of stretcher then go kill the medic |
Trap you in high degree raps |
'cause if my height was based on intellectual deepness the sea would be at my |
kneecaps |
Some say I’m basic but when there’s hatred my style is crazy |
Crazy like placing a pregnant lady inside the baby |
You can’t describe the way we controlling the climate daily |
Like an unplugged radio, it won’t work when you try to play me |
Your life will end if you ever glance at my mic again |
And when I’m writing I’m guarded by 20 trifling rifle men |
The war driven bar wiz |
Lock you up and make you do 10 hard years before I tell you what the charge is |
Beyond Atlantis, forming rants that can jump from the canvas |
Encompass planets with incomparable quantum mechanics |
Leave your whole empire flat with no time to fire back |
Aggressive inspired raps embedded like tyre tracks |
You ask if I’m the highest, there’s no need to inquire that |
Your spine I’ll be flying that, my mind is an iron trap |
I’m resubmitting these to those who don’t believe what’s written |
I got so much depth that you don’t even perceive the hidden |
Way up to D-E-P-T-H in the previous line |
Strategically phrasing it out in my devious mind |
I made this blend with my favorite pen, your chin I’ll cave in |
With a Matrix spin, the ref labeled it a flagrant 10 |
You never seen a realer rap demeanor, don’t drink Aquafina |
The black hyena with a body snatching vacuum cleaner |
You done came in the cipher wrong, in the cyclone type of zone |
Leave the mic alone before I silence you like the letter X in the word Xylophone |
My status rules classical battle patterns embarass you |
Tearing the rarest dudes wearing a pair of Franco Harris shoes |
My numbers astound with a thunderous sound |
I make flood waters originate from under the ground |
I put you in a trapezius sleeper hold |
Cadaver dogs you’ll need for those 3 below catalogs |
Leave your whole empire flat with no time to fire back |
Aggressive inspired raps embedded like tyre tracks |
You ask if I’m the highest, there’s no need to inquire that |
Your spine I’ll be flying that, my mind is an iron trap |
Of course I’m kind of morbid, when I rip spines they forfeit |
My mind stretches so far you can zip line across it |
A library of nifty tapes I quickly make |
You could start reading the list today and by the time you finish you’ll be 68 |
I’ll end it with my infamous imprints |
Severely injured by the tempest that exist in my intellectual template |
Your life’s a waste a taste just like rice cakes |
I make the mic break just like the ankles of sumo wrestlers on ice skates |
Once I choose ya you’re an automatic loser |
Just like a fool in a staring contest versus Medusa |
Before you try what I’ma drop |
You’d rather shower in the fluid from a stopped car in the summer when it’s |
running hot |
I stand and think 'til all cowards extinct |
Got a thermos that stays full no matter how much I drink |
Nothing inadvertent my power’s certain |
Keeping working my nerves and get a hurting red squirting all over your |
Leave your whole empire flat with no time to fire back |
Aggressive inspired raps embedded like tyre tracks |
You ask if I’m the highest, there’s no need to inquire that |
Your spine I’ll be flying that, my mind is an iron trap |