Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Follow Me, artist - K Rino. Album song A Lyrical Legend, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 08.07.2007
Record label: Black Book International
Song language: English
Follow Me |
| Murderism defines the flow |
| Who me? |
| Murder One designs the intro |
| K-Rino with the killer flow for those that don’t know |
| I said follow me, follow me |
| If you want to see a lyrical murderer |
| Follow me, follow me |
| If you want to see an SPC murderer |
| I own a rifle that shoots arsenic mixed with Nyquil |
| My mental is so eventful that what I write will leave the pencil on its |
| menstrual cycle |
| Whoever’s next, I take your concepts out of context |
| And with one flex thrust 'em into an intergalactic apartment complex |
| I bring pestilence to your residence |
| My lyrics are used by central intelligence agencies to assassinate presidents |
| To battle me many be placing bids |
| But when I flow and then it’s their turn, they pass just like Jason Kidd |
| It ain’t no grasping these fast men, rhyme headaches left me gasping |
| Therefore, I swallow dictionaries just like aspirin |
| I separate your composite by each component |
| The instrumental urinated once it found out I’d be rapping on it |
| Open your mind and let the master in |
| I’m faster than bastards in track and field, don’t need water, pass me a glass |
| of wind |
| The known crook who left his own shook |
| Ripping at random and practicing at home by memorizing a phone book |
| I said follow me, follow me |
| If you want to see a lyrical murderer |
| Follow me, follow me |
| If you want to see an SPC murderer |
| I got lyrical Call Waiting in my brain design |
| So I might click over to another rhyme on another line in my other mind |
| And discover I’m a supreme poet, planets bleed when this brother rhyme |
| And I give birth to millions of minutes just by making love to time |
| When I presenting this, I’m scientific like photosynthesis |
| You meant to diss, show your jugulars where I place most of my emphasis |
| I turn and give someone they burned their wisdom |
| I represent eternalism, the fatal masochist passing his bloody journalism |
| My thinking surpasses celestial |
| Arresting you by placing you in an extraterrestrial murder vestibule |
| I swing the mic and chop bodies like lumber |
| I been putting work in, my total ends resembles a social security number |
| When I go to bed with a female she has to wear a vest (Why?) |
| 'Cause if she don’t she’ll end up dead with a verse carved across her chest |
| It’s hell to tell when I’m ringing your bell |
| I pull simulated variations of generations out of a singular cell |
| I said follow me, follow me |
| If you want to see a lyrical murderer |
| Follow me, follow me |
| If you want to see an SPC murderer |
| You could be a thousand miles away and want to challenge K, so snatch the green |
| Just to get to you I’ll send my body through a fax machine |
| Crack your team, the skin melts when blasted by the acid beam |
| Smother brains with cellophane, make flames by pissing gasoline |
| Hit the stage and then inflict the page until it’s sick with rage |
| Engage and body change till I dissolve into my liquid stage |
| Go inside myself, study my molecules and clear a blemish |
| Master laws of physics then trade places with my mirror image |
| Been on Earth since time began so ain’t nobody old as me |
| Built your style off mine and got the nerve to think you cold as me |
| Flying through the sky and coming down with bows that weigh a ton |
| Wrestlers come off top ropes, K-Rino be jumping off the Sun |
| Draining 'em and like the laws I’m locking up and chaining 'em |
| Opponents drown while swimming in my Mediterranean cranium |
| Real telekinesis I’m displaying when I spit a rhyme |
| Inject my spirit into 15 million bodies at a time |
| I said follow me, follow me |
| If you want to see a lyrical murderer |
| Follow me, follow me |
| If you want to see an SPC murderer |