Zero Gravity - K Rino

Keep going up, keep going up

Lets see if we can do it, man, let’s see, watch

Tramp MCs, I turn into amputees, you ramming these fantasies

While I’m making cameras freeze, rapping in amber knees

Electricity couldn’t stand with me

So light spurts randomly land on my hand when I write and service lamps for me

Instantly my pen or my pencil be overcome with the propensity

To spin for three hours, building up energy

Infantries are crushed by the density

What interests me is relentlessly practicing tying my shoes mentally

My altitude and vision is exceptional

I can see every section through my special multidirectional spectacles

I keep intestinals as collectibles, plus the damage is irreparable

Then once I wreck you right there’s nothing left of you

In each place of my conscious state I freebase

And walk around with half of deep space inside a briefcase

I outrace these snakes in three shakes

And breeze past MC fakes easy wearing a concrete-based knee brace

The massive wrath of me in its totality is packed with accuracy

And rap daggers that’s flabbergasted your faculty

The rap he had for me was a travesty

And actually it’s sad ‘cause he was not the first to never see the last of me

My monograph’s forcasted bombastically

The one man staff that had the pain that he was in screaming in agony

I’m manufacturing sadness happily and mind-lifting gravity

While sipping on a gasoline daiquiri

Powerful tracks compacted with hours of facts

Defied logic when I snatched myself up out of a hat

You won’t win, incompetent men I’m stomping again

I didn’t drown in the quicksand, it sunk in my skin

I can straight create a verse 'til the paper hurts

Everyday eliminate the time you wake just to purposely make you late for work

I’m blasting this guy with a classic reply

My flames are strange, you don’t feel ‘em burn 'til after you die

We had to be fast in my PE class

Our feet had speed blast that we used to play overseas freeze tag

I crash into accidents, smashed ribs

Don’t exit tracks all at once, I’m dropping lead vocals, backs and ad-libs

I’m opening wounds and smokin' ya goons

My pictures don’t hang on the wall, they float in the room

I rest and summon my best 'til your lung is compressed

Dressed in a built-in bulletproof vest up under my flesh

The red rum will quickly come and leak from thee

And even if I wasn’t who I was, I would practice 'til I become me

Come in my office and talk with the grand exalted

My brain seven story walk-in closet

My greatest flow is to come, twenty rolled into one

Vocals I run are cold enough to make it snow on the Sun

The mic’s gravity snatches me like magnets attracting me

My cameras be bright enough to illuminate galaxies

I force clowns to wrap up in corpse shrouds

My voice is loud enough to stand on my porch and be heard on the Oort cloud

My sound growled 'til the whole town bowed

The crowds don’t gather around me, I gather around crowds

My stats be like that of a great athlete

Put me on a pitch black street with a pack of crack fiends hoping to jack me

Or the backseat of a runaway taxi full of rats with bad teeth

Tryna attack me and it still wouldn’t distract me

I deliver a rap then I’ll give you a slap

Across your cap, that’s so exact it makes your fibula snap

See I respond to ya by puncturing your cornea

Abnormal mental formulas confusing like dreaming you got insomnia

These rotten vipers want a title shot, it’s not every night I jot

But I’m more creative than a lot of y’all with writer’s block

My seven senses uplifted

So gifted that even my repetition is different

I around the Earth great

My elevator goes straight to the ninth floor without passing the first eight

I lit up the whole night with a speck of light

And set records by having fans recite complex lines that I’m yet to write

Facing K, that’s disintegration

I’ll chase your next life back to this one and then I switch ‘em,

backwards reincarnation

I’m breaking great time barrier records

By magically living 700 minutes per second

Talent heaven sent so I’m evicting the evil resident

I travel at F-111 speed when I’m hesitant

Spoke ferocious opuses at horrible doses

Post hypnotic suggestions before the hypnosis

I provide a dope vocal kaleidoscope, you hopelessly choke when I tie the rope

Even when I’m sleeping, I’m wide awoke

I hold a slew of new poems, dude

I wrote a few to show and prove so I’m underhandedly overthrowing you

I’m not a model, you volatile, I throttle

So hostile I make painkillers holler through the bottle

Can’t topple my knowledge if daily you swallowed you a novel

I’m philosophical but I don’t follow Aristotle

Please don’t be on the street when the heat come

23 vehicles rolling up with me at the wheel of each one

I leap from thought with a deep plunge

I pick out your weak lung and run a straw through it like a Capri Sun

Peep the secretive mystique, he writes albums in his sleep

He completed at least eleven this week

His little scheme was negated

‘cause I had already premeditated the plans to the plan that he premeditated

Standing on a lyrical landscape

Jumping from outer space feet first, hoping to pancake a man’s face

Plus my handshakes make hands break, crumble like bran flakes

It only takes 3 shots to kill your fanbase