Thought Drones

Album cover art for "Thought Drones" by K-Rino

K-Rino - Rap

Thought Drones

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Duration: 4:16

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[Intro] Yeah, watch as I magically take a trap beat and pile MC bodies on the scrap heap [Verse] Understand I didn't come here to debate you I came to run a saber straight through your rib cage, poke a lung then deflate you By saying this, you might think that I hate you But if you knew the way I slew the last 28 dudes, you'd be grateful I'll show the children how I wrote a million Unloaded skill then made his frame collapse straight down like an imploded building My raw skills cause you to need heart pills Your thoughts are far from real like sawing off all your limbs and doing a cartwheel My mode shifts, I step hard 'til the road splits Drove to the summer solstice with a whole army of ghosts clenched in my closed fist Might clown around with a roundhouse counter-style from a mounted file Plus every time I do a pushup the earth goes down a mile The atoms race through dark matter space They calibrate every bar that I make while coordinating my database My set of rules is never contestable Able to view the next 200 decades ahead of you through my spectacles My talents leak out by the gallons I walk skyscrapers at night as a challenge while sleeping, still keeping my balance I'm hard to drop like a bad habit Leave two of my tablets in a room alone, they'll produce songs faster than jackrabbits I'm ruling men with a fast moving pen I used to be cool with the Super Friends until I became one of Lex Luthor's men Ruthless when I'm mad my front tooth extends I was the hooligan in the new suit fashion from cougar skin I'm the true decider, deep as a scuba diver Of 10,000 arrivers, only two survivors, just me and my Uber driver Mysterious plowers put fear in a coward I can shave my face and grow a full beard in an hour Ain't no nappin' when these thoughts are travelin' It's sounding like a cavalry with 20,000 horses galloping I got no time for restin' and grapplin' All that's happening is rappers' next of kin gettin' visited by the chaplain When I create at my normal rate, concepts congregate Down in my conscious state and songs take seconds to formulate Every day is tough, I rip thousands of sheets of paper up For every line I say, there's a hundred that didn't make the cut Not too genteel to leave men killed Super vision instilled because my contact lenses resemble windshields My concentration's never been greater I'm composing ten papers on a freezing thin glacier without a windbreaker Squeeze the life from whoever speaks of me Each race, color and creed I see, I don't discriminate, I leak 'em equally It's not in me to weep and be timid My vehicle I'm sleepin' in, even when it goes a hundred over the speed limit At the age of two, they knew I was a crazy dude My vapors move through trachea tubes and chew organs 'til they mushy as baby food My skill roots are hard to trace, my thoughts move faster than cars that race Even when I'm thinking at a jogger's pace I move about with no way of screening me Whether land, water or greenery, I can easily blend into the scenery My dumb foes evacuate when I unload They run so rapidly when I compose, their feet sound like a drum roll I'm like Flash so when I slash ya If you call 911, I'll be the cat that answers posing as the dispatcher So no one's coming to provide protection Many personalities, when I look in the mirror I see five reflections They started questioning my mental health Meanwhile I was in a belt of clouds, Facetiming my 60 year old self Undressing you with the naked truth After I wreck a crew, detectives test my mic hand for gunshot residue Circle you like an Andean condor Then I spun your house around until your backyard was sitting at your front door Defying physics 'til the class learns K-Rino inventor of the 360 degree half-turn No saving me because I'm too disturbed Shell casings falling out my mouth as I aim at rappers and shoot my words

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  • K-Rino