K-Rino - Flow Session Number 5 lyrics

Your first mistake, was comin' into my flow zone You got it wrong, like skinny dippin' with clothes on Any time I get the chance to spit non stop I'm happy as a crackhead alone inside a pawn shop You got a whole lot of songs and some silly bars They like your children, you claim 'em but they ain't really yours Before you even rehab, I'll make you relapse And dope slap your Adam's apple down into your kneecaps Wreckin' the game, I'm that vein in your neck lancer Disrespect, you gettin' checked like a correct dancer Close my eyes and grew three times the size of you I'm so surprisingly wise, even my lies are true Wanna be down, guess how many flows you gotta spit? Like toilet paper, I'mma put you through a lotta quit K-Rino gettin' murked by your kinda flow You never see it like a rolex at a dollar store A lot of dough in my pocket plus the urge to spend it Hands behind my back writing 87 words a minute My wordplay inside your brain it won't work, I'm sorry That's like a XBox game inside the first Atari How many battles did I lose? I'll be the first to laugh That's like asking how many sides does a circle have I go Fed, cus I'm tryin' to make some real bread With no meds, I get it poppin' like a pillhead To make a move to knock K-Rino from the top Is dumb like tryin' to use a Kleenex to block a gunshot My tongue's a knife so look out for your spleen Cus I'mma make a cut like I tried out for the team, fool You do the same routine, ain't no best parts I hate lookin' at it like your girlfriends stretch marks My raw essence, impeccable, way past average That's why my battles end faster than a bad marriage I'm a miracle child, that's what they told my mother I'm a year and a half older than my older brother Such a problem in the game, they kept me left out A scared rapper hired me to take myself out Somebody said I was a artificial MC They got their information R-O-N-G My neighborhood ain't a place you wanna visit often You 35, buyin' jeans from the kids department It'll be a cold day in hell when I fail I stand behind these bars like I was in a cell No mirrors in my house, I don't wanna face myself I'm messin' the game up, like a replacement ref At the top of the list is where my head ranks I'm so great I slapped a rapper and he said thanks You wanna work with me, cool, I won't be long wit' ya Commit suicide, then I'll make a song wit' ya I set a trap because you thought you was deceivin' K He took the bait like skipped bayliffs' and Stephen A Needless to say, I don't play the way these dudes play My shows be packed like Popeyes on Tuesday No conversation, no fake threats, just simply boom I gets standing ovations inside a empty room How you got matched up with me I don't know how at all That ain't fair, like Oprah winning the power ball You said I'd never be the greatest with a pen, G Can't say the word never without having envy Lied and said you had a deal, wanted congratulations That ain't no contract, that's a Kroger application You say you ballin' like LeBron now I'm smilin' 'Cus you gots no rings like a phone on silent Or even vibrate with 25 folks diallin' And I wouldn't touch your girl if we were stranded on an island Why am I great? 'Cus I practice and study the game Said he wanted his mind read, so I bloodied his brain No time for these cowards, it's not enough Hours in a day, so I squeeze days into an hour My life's scripture, I reveal it, then go backwards wit' ya Old on my before shot, a baby on my after picture I'm too intelligent I'll mash you into gelatin You'll never be tight like spandex on a skeleton I got 'em scared when I show up they gon' run or beg Rappers spit faster than skinny jeans on your mama's leg I'm accapella k**in' after the track Against me you have no wind like an asthma attack They complain 'cus my flow murders are kept on tape Every line I made 'em wine, like stepped on grapes Most artists say that they're great but they don't want no part of K No I'm not Tim, but I'm fiendin' to take your heart away Let's go to war today, I'mma have you hellbound I'm not alone I got back up like I fell down Not to be arrogant but this ain't no comparison Record labels don't wanna sign us like claritin I'm so emphatically talented it's embara**ing And with these punchlines I'm the man son like Marilyn Stop my grind? Boy, you outta your mind I'm gettin' my weight up like I left somebody behind I dont started up but I never run from any drama Burn your arm with a hot iron like Penny's mama I'mma come through when it's crunch time with clever flows You like a 24 hour store, you never close The deal, you don't write because you a bitin' faker You don't have no lines, you like typin' paper If you diss me and start tellin' them strong lies (What?) You better take it back like it's the wrong size Rappers hate when they hear my album finna drop I'm bustin' every day like my car was in the shop Stop lyin' on the mic about your perfect sound Everything you say is made up like a circus clown