| It’s so confusing
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| Let’s take 'em back to the old school
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| Where we played the game with no rules
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| Long before Pro Tools
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| In one hour I predict that your flow will be dirt worthless
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| I’m too great to raise Hell, I’ll just lower the Earth’s surface
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| I play with the skills, most are not able to deal
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| I smothered his photograph and he suffocated for real
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| K usually says things that leave my opposition truly scared
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| Forget rice I’m spewing hot Uzi lead at the newly weds
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| Deep as the deepest sea, born to write frequently
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| And that’s the reason I got an extra set of hands where my feet should be
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| Nothing you speak is new, my speeches turn the people blue
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| Cut myself on stage and make my body fluids leak from you
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| The big bread cutter, what I utter can make the Feds stutter
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| Nano diamonds skull plate, meteorite head butter
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| Once I arrive it’s little talking just simply slugs
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| Soak it in waterless tubs and drink it from empty jugs
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| So who can test will be my next question
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| They discovered it’s just festering inside a vest in a rest room at a best
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| western
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| Every verse I have is, loaded with twisted graphics
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| Lyrical instant classics so intricately crafted
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| Wizardry fully packed with powers and mystic magic
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| People are lifted by the greatness of each gifted passage
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| Attempts to stop the spell would probably fail
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| They found parts of his body shell inside a well on a beach in Cozumel
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| Me losing to coward frauds, that’s about the odds
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| Of a jouster’s sword hitting an octopod from 7000 yards
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| Each day between the time of 3 and 6
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| I usually read a list of weak MCs to diss and eat 'em whole like feeder fish
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| Once you cock your tongue and blast your mouth
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| I’ll gladly you send you down the fastest route from a living person to
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| Casper’s house
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| I’m proud to be a spit boss, it’s hard to get lost
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| Because my alternate universes don’t run parallel they criss-cross
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| I think you should’ve been a cover girl
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| I’ll choke you till your brother hurls
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| Then hide away for 9 years in another world
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| I had to shoot paragraphs at you, attributes are absolute
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| So now they dragging you out wrapped up in a new plastic suit
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| I gets it done, K the magnificent gifted son
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| Doing crossword puzzles with ten languages mixed in one
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| The superfluous man, heal you like a herbalist can
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| Murk you in front of your daughter because I heard she’s a fan
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| With complexity I’ll possess you if you let me
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| Best to address me correctly, I was scared of myself too when I first met me
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| I’m heartless now, don’t believe me you can call around
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| The horrid sound gets louder the lower you turn the volume down
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| My dictionary words are scrambled G, not listed alphabetically
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| Which means you gotta hope to find them randomly
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| I write my anthems on trampolines
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| Hold you with my left hand and keep beating you with my right hand like a
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| tambourine
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| The gasoline is doused, somebody costing their spouse
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| Two in the morning I’m setting fire to an arsonist’s house
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| Massive bigger monographs are blasted via rapid trigger
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| Spent my childhood playing with serial killer action figures
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| I’m not an average human
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| Looked into a crystal ball and saw myself alone at my 200-year class reunion
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| Real lyricism never dies
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| If you a lyricist you’ll be one for eternity
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| Real lyricists never fall off
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| They just evolve and get greater
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| Yeah
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| We keep hitting you with these twisted graphics |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Twisted Graphics , by - K Rino. Song from the album The Maven, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп