Heightened Focus

Lyrics

[Intro] Concentrate Dig deep and concentrate Now relax Now get 'em [Verse] I stomp his head 'til his conscious bled My content, once it's read, drops the gauntlet on a dumb incompetent unprepared The numbers said: we share no common thread Stumbling and running scared even after I shredded his body from his legs Mumbling, like you on a ton of meds I'ma spread my dominance beyond the edge of the Earth's horizontal ledge I wanna see these chumps in a dumpster dead Plus, I'm the one who lumbers through the haunted house hiding under the monster's bed As I reflect on past days, I made his body mass raise Filleted to the plasma cascades to the glass blades I never conquered my mad phase But back in my lab days I found a way to dash straight through a zig-zag maze I'm more than a hybrid, I'm an enlightened oracle psychic Who can stifle your nicest lyric before you can write it Ignore you in crisis for inciting war with the righteous Gorge through the night, organs I bite and absorb 'til you're lifeless Fire lyrics, like cryophilic cirrus crystal clouds with Pyro spirits Not yet invented so I'll just pioneer it Spiral towards my rival's, most writers fear it My sound decibel height can be so frightening only certain types of spiders hear it Never could love you, so you destined for trouble Shove you in some boarding water while I'm playing and catching the bubbles So keep your crown, we ain't playing on equal ground I break the people down then curl up in a corner like an eastern brown Elaborate graphics, you know K has 'em Convolutedly inter-ravel just like crochet patterns I kidnap them, then I broke their talon I got an internal navigational map that locates atoms When K-Rino performs, they welcome me with open arms The heat is so beyond the norm, the warmth can set off a broken smoke alarm Ideas comin' in in clusters Then I rush you with an endless thrust of slugs that'll have you ticking like you kin to Usher Show blatant evil, then I make a sequel Words escape the page, turn into hateful eight-foot beetles and start chasing people I spit so hard I use my first to rob I lodge a sharp, twisted rod through sixty fraud artists and make a shishkabob You should've read the newscast that said my head was growing too fast So massive, I use trash bags for durags The life-breathing poet, so deep and stoic When I'm dreaming, I could sleep inside a burning house and not even know it They think that I'm a damn fool I'd like a chance to run my hands through your face like a scalp covered with shampoo (Shampoo) A crump couple seconds gets you in much trouble Two men in one: the main character and the stunt-double When I'm in route it ain't nothin' to riff about I got a twenty-two caliber pistol mouth that shoots missiles out No human can absorb that Attack 84 tracks then gallop off laughing in the darkness on horseback I make your whole house topple over, snap your neck and pop your shoulder All by pressing B on an X-Box controller Your favorite word sayer, angriest plagiarist chaser Vaporize a traitor with an upgraded laser eraser You not even a stepping stone, his neck was blown when he left his home I get a dial tone on a disconnected phone Bless your zone and make loaded weapons moan And without getting naked prone, I'll get your chick pregnant although she slept alone