| It’s been about three days
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| (I'm going to need everyone to leave this room
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| I will contact you when I’m finished)
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| I’m the helter skelter, bomb shelter melter
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| Stealth atomic Alka-Seltzer, top and bottom jaw welder
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| The secular thought exitter
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| The whips from my texts are so extra wretched it stretches from you to the
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| derelict standing next to ya
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| They gathering to battle us
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| Ghastly unaware of the fabulous passages in my vast cavernous thalamus
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| I’m not a catalyst of avarice
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| I send raps in the mail that are more hazardous than anthrax packages
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| The rap arachnid track critic
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| Who Ju-Jitsu kicked the blue sky and left a massive crack in it
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| I’m par excellence, user of sceptre wands
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| The genius spawn of uninterpretable lexicons
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| My anger hits high peaks that leave my eyes reddish
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| Explosive technician with a homicide fetish
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| Composed a symphony the first day life entered me
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| No doctor was needed, I performed a self delivery
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| My raps should be in a castle inhabiting lavishly
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| With every manufactured character mapped in a tapestry
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| The sheet was seemingly blank, so the pitiful think
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| It was literal, but I write words in invisible ink
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| How much pillaging can a page do?
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| Well if it’s mine it’ll encage you and electrically taze you back to age 2
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| I salivate above a cauldron
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| That’s so hot, it takes a century just to cool down to scalding
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| In the ring, ain’t no burning me out
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| You’ll never get a standing 8, you’ll get a laying down eternity count
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| I see through blizzards clear, everyone’s in fear when the wizard’s here
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| They placed a sheet over me, but when they raised it I had disappeared
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| I deceptively envelope you
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| My depth is too heated for you to swallow like a new born sipping Theraflu
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| I got several methods to stretch you in my weapon pool
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| So move unless you got an extra neck to lose
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| K is never in a glamour mood
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| I’m a tyrannical fool who cannibalizes cannibals on channel 2
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| The ill mannered Bruce Banner dude
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| Who built the mechanical war craft without even reading the manual
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| I’m sarcastic and cynical
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| I got blinded amnesia but I still didn’t forget to not remember you
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| My parables are unbearable, I stare at you
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| Then shoot a verbal arrow through, let it slice and make a pair of you
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| Storms come after the thunder starts, one spark’ll become a thought
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| I never left my feet and did a somersault
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| I throw a spear through the clear blue and pierce you
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| Until you scream so loud Venus people will hear you
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| Once a year I appear new
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| Got a mystical vehicle that lets me see a thousand miles back in the rearview
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| I operate under several names, mic murders I can have arranged
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| I stomp and trample brains into gravel grains
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| Imitators become so enthralled, but once my vocals go in y’all
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| They toxifying cake up on your colon walls
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| I’m so skilfully gifted
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| That I spit 6 verses on 7 beats and every one of 'em were different
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| The next move I made was colder
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| 7 flows on 6 beats, one each and had nothing left over
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| I’m here, but I appear in disguise
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| I’ve take inferior guys and make their eyes dematerialize
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| I did a historical check, exploring my depths
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| And discovered I went to war with men before my conception
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| I be exploring facts and recording tracks
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| That go deeper than swords in backs and whacks from Lizzy Borden’s axe
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| Experimenting new delayed effect raps
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| You walk away today, but months later your neck snaps
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| We are not on a even accord
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| Six months old, I was receiving a lifetime achievement award
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| Lyrically I am the omni, it’s not beyond me
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| To gain energy from swallowing red bull tsunamis
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| I’m never in a cautious state
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| I go fishing for prehistoric prey in morbid dark waters and use sharks for bait
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| Your epidermis will rot during a skirmish
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| I learned to tie his neck into a tourniquet knot
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| Man I promise you don’t know the half
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| Every picture of my family from the last hundred years, I was in the photograph
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| I enjoyed all the trauma that my rap employed
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| They paranoid from delusions of circular trapezoids
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| I bomb your vehicle unrighteously
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| Your windshield wipers were a sight to see, trying to wipe meteorite debris
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| The sci-fi movie enthusiast
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| A student of unruliness broke loose from Mt. Vesuvius’s nucleus
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| Antibiotic lyricist, any mental impurities I’m curing it
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| Illustrator of thought, the cloud muralist
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| My pen is like a quick clean scalpel
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| I sleep strapped to dream clap you, rap example of the Sistine Chapel
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| I’m schizophrenic leprechaun crazy
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| I mate with robot ladies and create Decepticon babies
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| My narratives leave average men babbling
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| For faster land travel, I’ll grow some back legs and start galloping
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| I himahoola abracadabra men
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| And wrote a whole album in 5 minutes with my miraculous magic pen |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Father Of The Flame , by - K Rino. Song from the album Alien Baby, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп