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Flip Side of Reality (Explicit) - K-Rino
I'm in a heavy metal vibe in a rage
But since I don't use a guitar I slam
And burn bodies on stage
I shout and spit at these doubting tricks
Because they counterfeit
I'll swallow dusk speck
And knock a ton of dust up out of it
I hold my folder overhead until my shoulders burn
I'll show you what I learned
When I get back from the point of no return
My bars be loaded with palsy
My phone works in reverse
So I'll hang up in your face before you call me
Set you in the depths of this medley
Once I lock you in my head G
You'll never leave again like a dead tree
They look at me and say this guy's scary
While you wearing a tiny backpack on books
I carry a library
I stand calm through the chaos and violence
And the only thing
That breaks my concentration is silence
Only classic lines rise from my lid
Sometimes I think I wish I thought of that
And then I realise that I did
My hand is faster than the eyes
So blink quick
I'm so naturally instinctive that I swing fists
Before my brain thinks it
The Anarchist who ran farthest
Through the grand darkness
My flow scorches a man's
Carcass like a pan's sausage
I spark mystical thoughts that rise about the hardest
Raw enough to hide your car inside
Its own glove compartment
The trained shogun so approach me real slow son
'Cause I don't even trust the dude
Who told me to trust no-one
When it leaves my mouth
It doesn't take a strong amount
One ounce of what I douse is like a glass
Of Kool Aid at Jim Jones' house
You see he's frail
I'm harder than a seashell with deep spells
That let me snatch DNA samples from emails
You're shell-shocked when the spell drops
I almost went to jail for putting a bag
Of ricin in my own mailbox
You specialise in phrase adoption
I display self-made concoctions
Plus I break scales
When I weigh my options
My head spins forwards
And backwards on an antenna-like axis
Then I practice writing raps
That cause anaphylaxis
The lead professor
I go deeper in each semester
The beat infector
Specially trained continent reconnector
My genius stripes been earned
The wisest men learned
At my feet Einstein
Couldn't have made it as my intern
Verbal infern no pity or concern
I run circles around you full speed
Until I melt you with the wind burn
Then send vocals out this world
Until the moon is warmer
Walking through metal detectors
With a suit of armour
The true performer
Writing volumes on a single pad
And to your life your subtraction
Is the only thing I'll add
My mind glides like a high-tech design ride
Plus I saw you clear as day from a blind side
I made a big mistake
You're not the guy I meant to help
Disconnected my body parts
Just to reinvent myself
