The Round Table lyrics

[Verse 2: K-Rino]
Yo I'm usually polite
But on my tape boy I'll cuss your ass out like Dolemite
Hold the mic with a tight grip, start representing
SPC president hitting freaky like Bill Clinton
K-Rino, my Black Book spoke once
It said, "How the f*ck you come up with this sh*t and you don't smoke blunts"
Lyricist breaker, life taker, punish a faker
So make another mistake, I'ma run 70 blocks
Then c*ck my mic up, nothing to wipe up
Been ripping since my crib stage
Words pop lungs cracking your rib cage
You beating me face to face?
You got a better chance of hitting a Grand Slam with nobody on base