Street Corner Flows

Lyrics

[Intro] Uh-huh uh-huh, uh man I'm mad, I'm mad uh [Verse 1] I say, people be wondering who the best is Look at that boy I just battled and then go ask him where his chest is I smash fools 'cause I'm Jurassic They gon' have to bury your body and your ass in two separate caskets Shock resistant heat starter A threat to take a bath with plugged up electric appliances in the water My rhymes are like crack, against the law Young players get took to jail just for having K inside the car I make a time machine and blast off Go to the future, catch your grandkids rapping and bump their ass off MCs get hooked when I rain on 'em These rappers take my rhymes to motel rooms and run a train on 'em Call me the style metamorphian Subject to evolve into a bionic bullet releasing scorpion Got to impress you when I'm in the square If my rhymes ain't rough enough, I might just vanish into thin air [Chorus] Y'all don't wanna run up on K-Rino Keep that mainstream shit, I'm bringing street corner flow Lyrical manslaughter, no time for game playing Round after round bucking 'em down, so what you saying? [Verse 2] I kick a thousand with none wack Understand virgins listen to my words and get pregnant on contact Swallowed by flows, now you feeling doubt My rhymes like cancel pack and sick killer bees eating your stomach out No matter what city or state Wreck any rapper breathing, lose - I got a trick of pot of boiling water straight You either die now or die later I slap a hater, G and I put that on your old lady vibrator Got more ingredients than gumbo You bring them rhymes up in the paint, I bet I swat 'em like Mutumbo I might inflict lyrics that kill fast And Ms. Cleo couldn't predict how many times these hands gon' touch your ass No need to call me, I'm the best at this See all I got to do is scare people'd thoughts to check my messages You could be asleep, I'll still get with you though I'll take a nap, meet you in your own dream and come and get you hoe [Chorus] Y'all don't wanna run up on K-Rino Keep that mainstream shit, I'm bringing street corner flow Lyrical manslaughter, no time for game playing Round after round bucking 'em down, so what you saying? [Verse 3] They can't identify the gifted ace I fake 'em out because I wake up every morning with a different face I snatch punks and hit the kill switch Fuck a picture on a milk carton, they gon' find his ass inside that bitch It ain't no use for you to try and hide It's South Park Russian roulette player, take turns inhaling cyanide I'm gunning fools down at high noon My promotion's so strong, I got posters and shit all on the Moon You wanna run up on a thought spinner They'll show the highlights of me dogging these silly rappers on SportsCenter Roaches be dying from the way I spit My rhyme's so dangerous you got to wear a rubber when you play my shit [Chorus] Y'all don't wanna run up on K-Rino Keep that mainstream shit, I'm bringing street corner flow Lyrical manslaughter, no time for game playing Round after round bucking 'em down, so what you saying? Y'all don't wanna run up on K-Rino Keep that mainstream shit, I'm bringing street corner flow Lyrical manslaughter, no time for game playing Round after round bucking 'em down, so what you saying? [Outro] Y'all don't wanna run up on K-Rino Y'all don't wanna run up on K-Rino