Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Fly High, artist - K Rino. Album song Triple Darkness, Vol. 2: The Lyrics, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 18.02.2008
Record label: Black Book - SoSouth
Song language: English
Fly High |
Yeah |
I woke up this morning |
I had wings sprouting out my back |
So I flew high through the sky |
And started murdering emcees |
Listen |
I bark verbs and nouns like bloodhounds for 320 rounds |
With poliomyelitis-infected rain coming down |
Towns swim in my crown until all the citizens drown |
Psychedelic verses project optical image for sound |
They search my for boundaries, no limits were found |
Radioactive biochemicals were then timidly scrounged |
A chemist said the remnants he found were from a line some clown attempted to |
down |
Poisonous plasma 'til his hemorrhage was brown |
Breaking your jaw, trachea straw and shrink so far |
Swallowing spit’ll be like sucking a cantaloupe through a straw |
The rabid animal who bench-pressed the weight without a pole |
With a hand of gold, the most polymorphic and manifold |
Before we abort ‘em, first we chronologically sort ‘em |
My house from roof to floor is draped in postmortem decorum |
Drinking the flame, I’m the main link in the chain |
I use a hypodermic pen to shoot ink in my veins and fly high |
La la la la la |
La la la |
I won’t be happy 'til I see you die |
La la la la |
La la la la la |
I fly high |
La la la la |
La la la |
Won’t be happy 'til I see you die |
La la la la |
Yeah |
La la la |
Tell us what’s up, boy |
What I decreed made a hater bleed |
I play the lead and read at a greater rate of speed |
And all without the aid of weed |
We thought-programmers with microchip cameras |
Pages hang high from my ceiling like championship banners |
I’ll climb seven million miles into the sublime |
Search every minuscule centimeter of every planet’s design |
Ignore great celestial fossils and archeological finds |
A thousand years of time just to achieve the retrieval of a line |
Before your boy could train him, I first had to extract |
Every chromosome that was inside him, identify ‘em and name ‘em |
Heat purify ‘em and flame ‘em |
Then hang ‘em high over the Mediterranean |
Open ‘em back up wide and perfectly rechain ‘em |
My throat ejected pyrotechnics that shoots a viral infected message |
As confusing as five dyslexics |
The day you chose K to pursue was an abominable day for you |
So hatefully I’ll disable you, then Satan’ll pray for you |
I fly high |
La la la la la |
La la la |
I won’t be happy 'til I see you die |
La la la la |
La la la la la |
I fly high |
La la la la |
La la la |
Won’t be happy 'til I see you die |
La la la la |
Yeah |
La la la |
Tell us what’s up, boy |
Our clash is like a train smash and a set of eyelashes |
Your whole left half is in the grass with bio-sized gashes |
I flash my crown at any man with his hand hoping to grab it |
Bite down and lift his cap up like a can-opener magnet |
I asked him a question and he was so eager to impress |
He broke down each anatomical compound humans possess |
The way the ventricles respond during a cardiac arrest |
The distinction between the divinely cursed and the blessed |
The complete codex magic, a first page to the index |
How a bee defies the flight law in two genetic lab tests |
The density of dark matter, how thought data is processed |
Before the question that I asked him, he coulda simply just said yes |
You was ordered, drawn and quartered so I transport you to slaughter |
Chinese water torture specialist who tortures the water |
I cocked and shot a rhyme |
He said he’d rather me slap him in front of his son than spit a rhyme against |
him privately |
I fly high |
La la la la la |
La la la |
I won’t be happy 'til I see you die |
La la la la |
La la la la la |
I fly high |
La la la la |
La la la |
Won’t be happy 'til I see you die |
La la la la |
Yeah |
La la la |
Tell us what’s up, boy |