| Yo was up allow me to introduce myself
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| Exploration of deeper realms of thought into the black hole of my mentality
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| Merciless verses burn like acid when you battle me yeah
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| Temple of doom 4000 levels to consume
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| Step in the temple of doom
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| Lyrical levitator
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| Ligament lacerator
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| Legendary line learner
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| Might take your life later
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| Eulogy creator
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| Massacre maker
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| Voice slaved to health
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| Open my book by the light
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| Vocals laid theyself
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| I get positioned be rippin ya while ya wishin
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| Bustin nuts and listen
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| Flow through a collision like an apparition
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| Commence to rammin your thought pattern
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| And slammin ya doomin ya damnin ya so let the mortician examine ya my style is verbless
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| challangen me is perilous
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| street legend evolved into the most scariest therapist
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| words physician drama enhance the third power
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| radiation is caused by my potent nuclear word drama
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| you starin right into the glaring light
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| insomable flows it lights suckers at 300 degrees fahrenheit
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| measure my power might
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| murder reunite the manuscript
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| the ?? |
| mad at your souls subtract 'em
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| I spit 'em send 'em
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| Signalize they be in 'em
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| Anatomy equipped to drink the five deadly venoms
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| The rest is history my fist will be swangin
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| so dope that one rope left 20 violators hangin
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| Six million ways to die, choose one
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| if you can’t take the heat get your face from in front of the gun
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| Six million ways to die, choose one
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| if you can’t take the heat get your face from in front of the gun
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| Observe the spoken word
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| I amaze like science fiction
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| Whole populations suffer from massive homicide affliction
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| I burn 'em hard punch to the sternum
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| Cause I’m rattling lungs
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| Multilingual rapper able to battle in tongues
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| Prolific paragragh producer rough rocket scientist
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| Deep intellectual advanced vocabulary user
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| Highest level I rose passed it Funeral bringer family members hearing moans from the closed casket
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| When its my turn cease the loud jokin
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| My microphone exuding poisonous gas that left the crowd choking
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| Witnesses fall when I get your verbal victims outnumbered
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| dockin supplies so its 20 bodies to a stretcher
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| Don’t need no ganja to conjure
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| My styles are a step
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| My vocals vertically they reach 200 miles up Mathematic melodious mind minutes
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| with mastery of metaphysics musical mirror
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| mad monologues religious
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| south park pioneer getting mine
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| went back in time to crack some rappers I forgot to bust in 89
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| temple left them in solitary confinement
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| emergency surgery whole body realignment
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| Six million ways to die, choose one
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| if you can’t take the heat get your face from in front of the gun
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| Six million ways to die, choose one
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| if you can’t take the heat get your face from in front of the gun
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| Help is needed for the conceited
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| Imitators defeated
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| Lyrics lethally injected
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| Criminals die when they read it Came out the womb after 12 months due to unfinished business
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| I was writin my first rhyme and couldn’t leave until I was finished
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| So ice cold I freeze in the summer
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| The boomin trap creator
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| killer cop crucifier deep human calculator meditator
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| boy you don’t know how slow you rock
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| trick I see the future so I might just holler come in right before you knock
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| extracurricular beat downs I’m kickin the worst
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| non perpendicular visions causing the victim to vomit
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| those who’s poetic dread it follow the rapid threat
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| I’m gettin flashbacks of events that haven’t happened yet
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| Criminolistic chronicles I create and criticize
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| legitimize battle strategy til he dies
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| cast him out rhymes cut his jugular slashed him out
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| mics bleedin to death rappers faintin and passin out
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| dialects sadistic terminal vocal teacher so twisted birthdate unlisted
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| proven K-Rino never existed
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| fool started gunnin so I satarted runnin at him
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| he was bustin but I kept on comin
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| I’m K-Rino extensions passin my sound all around
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| Doing push ups without touching the ground
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| I can break down each letter in my name if you want it Killer rhymes intellectually nullifying opponents
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| K-Rino
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| Six million ways to die, choose one
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| if you can’t take the heat get your face from in front of the gun
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| Six million ways to die, choose one
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| if you can’t take the heat get your face from in front of the gun
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| I’m flowin, I kick the kind of style that keep them hustlas rollin
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| I drop the kind of verse that keep the paper foldin
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| Them haters never seen the kind of heat I’m holdin
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| One lyric to his chest left his body swollen
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| I’m flowin I kick the kind of style that keep them hustlas rollin
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| I drop the kind of verse that keep the paper foldin
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| Them haters never seen the kind of heat I’m holdin
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| One lyric to his chest left his body swollen |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Temple Of Doom , by - K Rino. Song from the album Skillz Collection Vol. 2, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп