Heat Branga lyrics

[Intro: K-Rino]
Do y'all know who I am? Let me tell you who I am

[Verse 1: K-Rino]
Yo, K-Rino the rectangular hyper-
Active genius, creator of the rectangular cipher
South Park liver, ass-whooping giver
Lyrics cold enough to make a f*cking snowman shiver
I don't listen to country soft rock or heavy metal
Rap motherf*ckers I take to unimaginable levels
The abductor of fools ridiculous rhyme raper
Confiscating repossessed spirits, sell 'em hoes for paper
If push comes to shove that shove gon' lead to shooting
MCs die like old ass trees I'm uprooting
A contest I suggest not you get split
I battle 5 million sperm in the womb, so you ain't sh*t
All that you can do is hate me, your girl can only ride me
I got a microscopic scientist living inside me who guides me
I'm old school to the fullest fool, beatboxing and cuts
Walking internet, so log on K and download these nuts

[Chorus x2: K-Rino]
K-Rino is the motherf*cking heat branga
Hard-ass bomb dropper rough beat banger
To yo woman I'm that motherf*cking meat a slanga
Hands up if you don't give a f*ck, feel what I'm saying?
[Verse 2: K-Rino]
My skills are genetic, respected atomic bomber
Training started at 6 months of age by battling my momma
She taught me well (yeah) and every now and then I shook her
She was hard to beat but by the age of 5 I finally took her
Man, I'm tripping but still ripping
Subtract the whole by adding hands to heads multiplying an ass whipping
You're roasting me, knowing you ain't nowhere close to me
The organ relocator putting lungs were kidneys supposed to be
Reverse your parts, I put your lips below your waist
Give your mouth a sh*tty taste and glue your as*h*le to your face
I rise above petty sh*t and take a leak on it
f*ck a love song, I play a Dolomite tape and smash the freak on it
So hopefully you might get the flow for me
You're sweet as potpourri, openly wrecking motherf*ckers vocally
You came at me rhyme after rhyme after rhyme
But like Jordan you brought your ass back one too many times

[Chorus x2: K-Rino]
K-Rino is the motherf*cking heat branga
Hard-ass bomb dropper rough beat banger
To yo woman I'm that motherf*cking meat a slanga
Hands up if you don't give a f*ck, feel what I'm saying?

[Verse 3: K-Rino]
Stand in your midst, I'm transparent you wonder where I went
Calculus tricking, the metric chemistry experiment
Allows me to vanish, I'm the wrong man to pick out
Lose my mind, bust in the courtroom moonwalkin' with my di*k out
No, for sure, K-Rino go hard, I crush one
Like liquor, I'm pouring lyrics out my book before I bust one
Yeah that’s for all the homies that ain't here to witness
The wizard cerebrally scaring these as*h*les sh*tless
Let's battle for cash, but if you're broke I'll take amps
Lamps, credit cards, firstborns and food stamps
Man you're worse than 700 rude tramps with mood cramps
Recruit rappers then run they asses through lyrical boot camps
Disaster, man f*ck living happily ever after
Retire my rap jersey and hang my mic from the rafters
I'm always in a cop's scope
Like wrestling, landing knee first on bast*rds from off the top rope
[Chorus x2: K-Rino]
K-Rino is the motherf*cking heat branga
Hard-ass bomb dropper rough beat banger
To yo woman I'm that motherf*cking meat a slanga
Hands up if you don't give a f*ck, feel what I'm saying?

[Outro: K-Rino]
It's like that
2002, K-Rino and Ruff Eyque
Yeah, what's up to my boy Scott Raida
We kill all haters. SPC, [?]