Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Spiral Vortex, artist - K Rino. Album song The Skills Collection, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 28.03.2013
Record label: Black Book - SoSouth
Song language: English
Spiral Vortex |
Well, if you can withstand the wind |
Maybe, but then again, maybe not |
This spiral vortex consists of hard threats that’ll scar you like war vets |
The wind can sever Corvettes and toss jets |
I’m raw like Tyrannosaurus Rex |
My thoughts paint vivid detailed portraits and you just saw a raw sketch |
Satellites with extreme light strikers |
Simultaneously saw me killing 85 ciphers |
Lethal as gas, teach writing remedial class |
For information I’m the man encyclopaedias ask |
He wouldn’t let us alone, so instead of his home |
Through my competitors dome I flew a predator drone |
I paralyze all mobile movements |
Voice waves register at 16 million Scoville units |
I conceive mental deeds and read infinite symphonies |
The length of these would need 23 mile parenthesis |
Messages I sent across penetrate brain parts like intercourse |
With the force of barbedwire dental floss |
What else? |
concealed under my right wing |
Is a hypodermic needle filled with a white beam of lightning |
I don’t like to be watched writing |
Seeing me compose is more rare than a Sasquatch sighting |
The mic don, incomparable writing icon |
Who won a constricting contest versus a python |
When night comes my trachea turns into a pipe bomb |
And when I’m done I always get dough like taekwon' |
The outer realm ain’t safe enough |
I’ll make a one inch paper cut that bleeds so much |
They’ll use a cape to tape you up |
I’m not a thermometer I’m a thermostat |
Meaning whatever condition I determine that |
Time resetter, I’ll probably read better |
Cause my alphabet has 293 letters |
I’m killing all participants, I write with a nitroglycerin |
Scud missile pen that was shipped in from Switzerland |
I had it built in the past life while visiting |
Got it in this life because it took a thousand years to send |
With hundreds and hundreds of rhymes, water torture styles |
Dropping lines on your head one at a time |
To climb to these heights I’ve earned the right |
Your skills don’t exist like nocturnal light |
From the temple of immortal bliss |
I’ll hit you in the farthest pits of space with cylindrical coordinates |
I study in the darkest tints, and offer hints of cognizance |
That crush volumes of known scholarly arguments |
Sounds tranquilizing you, slowing you down |
It takes a week for your whole body to go to the ground |
I float in the air with a non benevolent stare |
I don’t clean the crime scene I leave the evidence there |
My counter move is too insurmountable |
I’ll shrink down through the ground just to go through your ear and rhyme my |
way out of you |
My deep speeches gut and bleeds you in about a minute |
Freezes you and leaves you on the outside of the outer limits |
Part of your exam’s a rap flow cardiogram |
Once your heart is scanned my Vietnam slaughter your fam |
So the day the skill apocalypse drops |
I reach into the sky and grip locks of time and put in zip locks |
I think it’s such a great far-fetched speed |
That architecturally the rhyme would resemble a quasar jet ski |
And although the masses don’t yet see that I’m the best there’ll ever be |
Their narcolepsy doesn’t affect me |
I shake jaws and legislate laws |
Create great walls all in the first 8 bars |
Lock you in my brain wall with no escape clause |
Fast paced celestial stars I make pause |
Your company was subconsciously executed wonderfully |
Honestly I’m so elevated that up is under me |
In a secret combine I got multiple brains on a vine |
So I’m not lying if I tell you that I changed my mind |
Part of me would love to three quarter you bodily |
First targeted and blocking off both your carotid arteries |
My tongue embodies many properties |
It becomes an isosceles sharp enough to chop 43 forest trees |
You wasn’t biodegradable so I made a few samples |
To serve plates of you to large groups like catered food |
I’m the real deal cause I held the letter in my hand |
While the envelope that it was in was still sealed |
The world stunned by the true perihelion |
When my brain hits an orbit point nearest to the Sun |
The disproportionate word contortionist |
That startled the father of this garbage and leave his verse in an orphanage |
Multilingual styles I bring you |
Bury you so deep that you’ll be on top on the ground in Chengdu |
My thought rays stays on all day |
A 94 page tornado bar spray that sautées your larvae |
I’ll make every letter hit ya |
If a picture’s worth a thousand words watch me take the words and paint a |
better picture |
Through my mastery of alchemy |
And without using hands I’ll telepathically dangle you from a balcony |
The slaughter takes place with no camera or recorder |
So there’s no one to report what happened to the reporter |
My path evolves far beyond geographic laws |
We travel stars having wars with rapid avatars |
Warp speed drive I can beat it at a jog |
For every 24 bars you write I write a catalogue |
Layers upon layers, I don’t wear throw backs |
I wear throw forwards with the names of unborn players |
The threat signed check got a varicose effect |
I got a 360 subterranean periscope neck |
With a high tech optical set |
In a lens that views and detects all microscopical objects |
My narratives avalanche and bury the area |
My pen’s a plasmodium malaria carrier |
Violent storms tempest like energy, men surrendering willingly |
Got banned from my own training facility |
To perish mentally is the penalty |
The wind in me is 10 times colder than an Antarctica winter be |
Your legacy will swim in the infamy |
That stems from a criminal activity of an MC offending me |
They denigrate my speeches and similes |
But get caught up in the freeze of the spiral vortex killing spree |