K-Rino - Father of the Flame lyrics

[Intro: K-Rino] Father father, I'm so happy that you could come (why wouldn't I come, I told you I'd be here) I'm glad you made it on time (Where is he?) He's this way follow me (How long has he been in this state?) It's been about three days (I'm going to need everyone to leave this room I will contact you when I'm finished) [Verse: K-Rino] I'm the helter skelter, bomb shelter melter Stealth atomic Alka-Seltzer, top and bottom jaw welder The secular thought exitter, whips from my texts are so extra wretched It stretches from you, to the derelict standing next to ya They gathering to battle us, ghastly unaware Of the fabulous pa**ages, in my vast cavernous thalamus I'm not a catalyst of avarice I send raps in the mail, that are more hazardous than anthrax packages The rap arachnid, track critic Who Ju-Jitsu kicked the blue sky, and left a ma**ive crack in it I'm par excellence, user of sceptre wands A genius spawn, of uninterpretable lexicons My anger hits high peaks, that leaves the eyes reddish Explosive technician, with a homicide fetish Composed a symphony, the first day life entered me No doctor was needed, I performed a self delivery My raps should be in a castle inhabited lavishly With every manufactured character mapped in a tapestry The sheet was seemingly blank, so the pitiful think It was literal, but I write words in invisible ink How much pillaging can a page do? Well if it's mine it'll encage you and electrically taze you back to age two I salivate above a cauldron That's so hot, it takes a century just to cool down to starting In the ring, ain't no burning me out You'll never get a standing eight, you'll get a laying down eternity count I see through blizzards clear, everyone's in fear when the wizard's here They placed a sheet over me, but when they raised it I had disappeared I deceptively, envelope you My depth is too heated for you to swallow like a new born sipping Theraflu I got several methods to stretch you in my weapon pool So move, unless you got an extra neck to lose K is never in a glamour mood I'm a tyrannical fool, who cannibalizes cannibals on channel 2 The ill mannered, Bruce Banner dude Who built the mechanical war craft, without even reading the manual I'm sarcastic and cynical I got blinded amnesia, but I still didn't forget to not remember you My parables are unbearable, I stare at you Then shoot a verbal arrow through, let it slice and make a pair of you Storms come after the thunder starts One spark'll become a thought, I never left my feet and did a somersault I throw a spear through the clear blue and pierce you Until you scream so loud, Venus people'll hear you Once a year I appear new, got a mystical vehicle That lets me see a thousand miles back in the rearview I operate, under several names Mic murders I can have arranged, I stomp and trample brains into gravel grains Imitators become so enthralled But once my vocals go in y'all, they toxifying cake up on your colon walls I'm so skilfully gifted That I spit six verses on seven beats, and every one of em were different The next move I made, was colder Seven flows on six beats, one each and had nothing left over I'm here, but I appear in disguise I've take inferior guys, and make their eyes dematerialize I did a historical check, explored my depths And discovered I went to war, with men before my conception I be exploring facts, and recording tracks That go deeper than swords in backs, and whacks from Lizzy Borden's axe Experimenting new delayed effect raps You walk away today, but much later your neck snaps We are not, on a even accord Six months old, I was receiving a lifetime achievement award Lyrically I am the omni, it's not beyond me To gain energy, from swallowing red bull tsunamis I'm never in a cautious state I go fishing for prehistoric prey, in morbid dark waters and use sharks for bait Your epidermis will rot during a skirmish I learned to tie his nick, into a tourniquet knot Man I promise, you don't know the half Every picture of my family from the last hundred years, I was in the photograph I enjoyed, all the trauma that my rap employed They paranoid from delusions, of circular trapezoids I bomb your vehicle, unrighteously Your windshield wipers were a sight to see, trying to wipe meteorite debris The sci-fi movie enthusiast A student of unruliness, broke loose from Mt. Vesuvius's nucleus Antibiotic lyricist, any mental impurities I'm curing it Illustrator of thought, the cloud muralist My pen, is like a quick clean scalpel I sleep strapped to dream clap you, rap example of the Sistine Chapel I'm schizophrenic, leprechaun crazy I mate with robot ladies, and create Decepticon babies My narratives leave average men babbling For faster land travel, I'll grow some back legs and start galloping I himahoola, abracadabra men And wrote a whole album in five minutes, with my miraculous magic pen