Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Supernova, artist - K Rino. Album song Mightier Than the Sword, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 19.04.2018
Record label: SoSouth
Song language: English
Supernova |
K is the flame writer, came to light up the game brighter |
Jump off of the studio and use my binder as a hang glider |
Accurate tracker my head traffic is faster |
Leave rappers in fragments like a smashed package of crackers |
People of all ages bathing in my arrangements |
K has written a page for every single occasion |
Gazing into space they say that maybe he’s dazing |
Seven planets away I can see the aliens waving |
See you and me don’t move in congruency |
So the fool will seek to ruin me due to my intuitive sentence fluency |
I’ll kill a rapper from each nation and if you be patient |
I can remake 'em back from cremation |
Rough as a road of gravel the toughest opponents baffled |
Words slap you I practice by playing blindfolded scrabble |
My mic grip is strong as a man pulling a range |
I’ll crumble a single coin into a handful of change |
The anointed clairvoyant appointed to harm and disarm you without warning |
I’ll storm you like a swarm of mad hornets |
My standards for raw carnage is enormous |
So I could bomb 'em every morning and not be satisfied with my performance |
In this environment I’m a tyrant |
Every child in my school gets a 50 year homework assignment |
You’re blind but I could stand behind a fence from nine tenths |
Of a miles length and still read tiny lines of fine print |
I demolish a lot of tracks I live in a private shack |
And sleep inside a giant amniotic sac |
The incredible wrecker the alphabetical letter inspector |
Who slipped 11 weapons through metal detectors |
Better respecter, cherubim blessed with an impeccable lecture |
Severing lessons I teach in medical sectors |
I’ll assume the title I’m the lunar idol walking on the Moon with Micheal |
If you don’t like me someone will like a unicycle |
Whether noon or night the doom will strike you |
The inhuman typewriter who can swing violently from another room and fight you |
Sparking supernova thoughts |
So even if I throw a soft vocal it can knock a swollen mans shoulder off |
Deadly as an Ebola cough |
I wrote this part in total darkness on an ark being circled by two ferocious |
sharks |
Your whole team I’ma bleed them 'cause of your low scheming |
I’m so extreme when I beat him I heard his clothes screaming |
With each new morning I reboot |
My eyelids are see-through so I can see you even when I’m sleep too |
Secret pro with a deep flow, my dome is real steep so |
If it keeps growing people can slide down it like a ski slope |
Attack you with a track that I doubt you could match |
Have your shadow walking around here without you attached |
Practicing rewind got a scientific mind like I’m Urkel |
I’ll freeze time and run a straight line in a circle |
Mind communication nothing spoken on the phone |
When I step to a window the blinds open on their own |
Followers came to my front door hoping I was home |
They saw me sipping on a snowcone and floating on a drone |
I peeled my roof back hear voices like, «Who's that?» |
Me and twenty personalities in a group chat |
Dumbfounding the greats with my literary capers |
I wrote two full albums on one sheet of paper |
Paid killer always chasing the next bounty |
Throw a pass to myself and catch it in the next county |
Bars leaving them nauseous, your’s weak and lethargic |
Hearts sliding in front of moving cars taking charges |
Never met anybody formidabl |
It’s mystical how I use my lyrical audio to create a visual |
Picture it as I mention it |
I’m the symphony conductor whose orchestra plays compositions using no |
instruments |