The Barbarian

Lyrics

[Intro: K-Rino] We ain't went nowhere When I say we, when I say we I'm talking about the lyricist all around the world, man We ain't went nowhere They keep saying don't nobody be spitting hard no more I can name a million of 'em Down South, East Coast, West Coast, Midwest The UK, all over the world boys still ripping up mics Don't let all this bubblegum rap make you believe that skills don't rule the world still [Verse: K-Rino] I remain dominant under the God's same providence Laying in flames I gain top levels of pain tolerance Brain's popping from mass jugular vein blockages Lots of the people I kidnap wanna remain hostages Humans in boxes in my lobby and packaged beside me Immune to toxins, I could probably do crack as a hobby Mad cause I be hard to defeat, should've practiced karate When his blood saw it was me it went back in his body His style is rented, I wallow and follow y'all at a mile a minute Ridin' inside a copter with no pilot in it I've been the deepest elitist MC Compete with unthinkable speed and three illegal secretive breathing techniques I'm sweeping those who would be opposed My seed'll make the fetus grow a half a foot every week with no GMOs Predisposed to be a pro, at three years old I was even cold Tougher than getting a zebra to wear people clothes He was bragging and reenacting his evil tactics I creeped in fast and I beat his ass with an Easter basket Killer for hire now you under artillery fire My umbilical cord was an auxiliary wire The only time I'm in my happy place is when I'm in a rapper's face Sledgehammering ankles like I'm Kathy Bates Matters if the cops is around, spot you in town You ass out like a hospital gown Like Kurt Vonnegut, written work I got a ton of it A speeding car, I'm on the front of it like a 6-foot hood ornament I serve trouble, thousands of birds huddle Swerving as I show down dark streets doing a word puzzle I'ma shank till he chokes and he faints Like a teller getting robbery notes in the bank, you hope it's a prank My complete procedure freezes ether then defeats your leader You won't heed it either till I bleed and beat ya and Saint Peter greets ya It's hard to get out of my powers like flaming houses Murder falling out of the clouds 'cause it's raining couches Mechanically designed to think straight with a backwards mind So much pH in my bars I call 'em alkalines