[Intro: K-Rino]
I'm good
[Verse 1: K-Rino]
Let me set the record straight and imma speak it precisely
When it comes to writing G it ain't nobody like me
Not many in history can wreck on a beat
Think deep and teach and still connect with the streets
I'm that dude they never let spit and this is a fact
Cause I'm known for gettin on tracks and peelin em back
Melt em like plastic, cause see I bring heat to their a**es
Half sleep when I listen to them weak mic pa**es
Bet the world sayin "Damn, that's the best they got?"
"They never put you on them songs" Hell nah they'd better not
When I finish with the booth it's a thousand degrees
They can't breath, they be even scared to spit when I leave
I'm on another plane, none of em can go past that
Million dollar rappers scared of a broke a** cat
That's how dirty that my murderous words be
I don't blame em, if I wasn't me I'd be nervous too if I heard me
[Verse 2: K-Rino]
They say they never heard of me, I know they lyin so quit
Cause I can hear my style every time they spit it
I'm the prime example of how to climb the mantle
And trample minds till your lifeline is cancelled
Most emcees are overrated and some of em weak
I'm an inhabitant of levels that none of em can reach
Y'all better see, it's obvious there'll probably never be
A novelist who can write plots and describe em as cleverly
But most of the rappers now be coonin for deals
I heard ten year olds that got more complex sk**s
They the kind that nobody would remember in time
It's like they building these rappers on an a**embly line
Copyin others ain't mandatory clown, it's a choice
They imitate em from their cloths to the sound of their voice
Stealin from me and walkin around like I ain't able to spot it
If you gunna jack at least be real enough to say where ya got it
Please
[Verse 3: K-Rino]
Ever year it's like the arrogance seems to increase
I exceeded your catalog with a single release
I'm a mercenary, I'll never be rappin like them
You the guy that people ask "What ever happened to him?"
Y'all need to learn how this whole Houston thing went down
It don't matter if you was born here or from outta town
Let me make it real clear so you ? can adjust
Your little write ups ain't complete if you ain't mentionin us
Your documentaryies, your books about H-Town talent
If S.P.C ain't in it then the sh** ain't valid
We shuttin down the inside and outside ?
You tryin tell me I can't live in the house I built
We gunna ban ya from the city or leave ya gushin
So don't fake when ya see me just keep on pushin
I ain't livin in the past off of quotes that I said
But my first ablum is still over most of ya heads