K-Rino - Oblivion's Scroll lyrics

[Intro] Pa** the scroll to me, let me read from it [K-Rino] I'm the guardian of the word cathedral You never heard an equal, murderous verbs seeds spread this evil Before I create a thing G, I got a let a lab tech screen me Lock me up, quarantine me and clean me My conscience bombs come from eclectic directions When you speak I respond with phonetic electrons Any man who infringes ends with the millennium of vengeance For him and ten generations of Hendrick To try to follow or swallow my chance Is like getting stung on ya tongue by a colony of bala ants The oesophagus auras this metamorphosis Started with my entry through a parallel universe's orifice I bathe in Insanity Lake Blended a typhoon with the earthquake and made a calamity shake I got a pianist who plays keys on 23 planets MCs vanish, my unborn seed already reads Spanish I was last seen in a bad dream Took out an ad explaining everything in a paragraphless magazine I aggressively wipe out destiny, see my recipes Consist of seven leagues of diseased manic depressant bees Don't send your troops to my mental institute You left the womb nude, I was born wearing a ninja suit You see my wand so put K-Rino on I'm a poisonous human Cuban Solenodon MCs relent and move like I increase the rent A thousand people sent across a continent on a single piece of lint Under these pretences, my thesis is relentless My recent rap sequences decreases your lead senses No speakers from no preachers or defenses can prevent this Flows reaches the most deepest dimensions, yours go three inches The only writer from a biological asylum Where no other living items exist in my phylum I tune in with one open ear like a stethoscope and hear A million conversations being spoken clear Premeditated sick things, how can I injure 'em? Aggravated swing swing guillotine pendulum From macro to __ I collects brains and scan 'em The phantom who barely whispers and shatters your tympanum The vocally graphic athlete, whose ma**ive feet Trampled and smashed your street and casket half your fleet Strike you cause my mics a tribal rifle, expedite you through cyber-cycles So it takes 'em light-years to light flight you Your liable for the writing of unrighteous Bibles I'll appear before my rivals twice the height of the Eiffel This chapter has no more laughter See you got it backwards like placing Omega before Alpha My word torture enter the Guinness Men have never reached the finish of it because the beginning of it is endless At the root like a gentle hygienist, I'm the mental violinist Who pens symphonies every five minutes Vocal cords I undo, my cranium grew so huge The Universe was too minuscule to come through