[Snippet 1: K-Rino]
When I'm done, you'll be passed destroyed
I'll chain your ankle to a light speed traveling asteroid
I bring condemnation through conversation
Rap abomination made him a non-respondent patient
But me I close my eyes and let flames burst
Remove skin from you as if you change shirts
Nightmares while your eyes are open
The wives are hoping I remove pain like ibuprofen
Ties are broken, the leadеr of the tribe has spoken
Lеave a gash in your midsection of size of Oakland
When the torment of my enormous rap performance ends
All you see is rappers on stage, roasted like carnage [?]
I step into the booth, ripped the entire track
Walked in human, but exited a vampire bat
Defeating K-Rino in rap, why are you trying that
Words crack your skull even if you wearing an iron hat
I wipe out your birth record within the first second
Descended from the annuls of space down to the Earth naked
My auditory talent's so exact
That I could be in H-Town and hear a leaf hit the ground and that

[Verse 2]
Straight out, I ain't got. Any stunt out. Pull it off like a record truck. I ain't flying Shining

Pretty, I ain't sexy. I'm just acting fishing. I'm all the artists on the scariest Edition. Stay on top like a man in missionary position. Soul proprietor. I never needed no partners. I just
Lost. But no paper I gave you. If I shot your 5 I feel Over, paid you. Fat, dude, in a phone booth. I'm on top of the game, like a motherfuking dome roof. I'm Master telekinetic abdomen. Saving the wrapping, this man in the woods. That murdered your fam. In a large cabin. I crafted here. The thoughts of an insect with 1 bionic ear, my Furbo servant would be warned you. I wear it internal thermal so any contact permanently Burns I have nothing planned but hurt for you do work until your purple blue standing in 1 place and still Circle. You I got plenty of time. Merc you my mother told me 10:00 p.m. June 1st. 20092 was my curfew. He said his brain. Wisdom could hang, I consumed him with a match flame, before he could substantiate his claim my esophageal, this layered with solid rocks and pasteurized word clocks, and magma from swallowing hot, lava shots. No scholar can measure my propensity. My mental intensity is Multiplied. Infinite ocean floor density. Shout out to the homie, shop food

This is why we know. We about to take a trip. Through the intergalactic Cavern