Artist: K-Rino Album: The Day of the Storm Song: Flow Session Number 4 Typed by: Lil Hustle (*talking*) Flow session number fo' They said he couldn't do it no mo' Let's see if they right [K-Rino] He couldn't withstand, the blast that he felt Beating me is hard to pull off, like a chastity belt I'm returning to the war zone, to flame my opponents The game be calling me back, like I was hanging up on it Stopping me is a task, no one's able to do Like trying to seat a thousand people, at a table for two See what I'm saying eating iron, on the mic that's eating giants I'm the lion eating man, that eats man eating lions When I please, I still punish and rip with ease Like a plate of nachos, I stack chips and cheese Crushing me I gotta flame you, then I'll probably show you something painful Like stuffing both your feet, into the same shoe Every line, got the people in the joint raving Cut your index finger off, I call it point shaving I'm the rap land Lord, you a damn fraud Trying to charge a pair of Jordans, with a Sam's card Rough bar chooser, hard 2-by-4 you's I beat and bruise you after I win, now you a sore loser I got a cannon mouth, tongue whoopings I hand em out My presence is everywhere, like Santa's house Get it straight, I didn't come to make the party bounce I came to bust you in the face, with a forty ounce Pages knew, you be crying like a baby do Still got clothes on layaway, from '82 In brain square milage, I'm a mansion mentally Your brain's inefficiency, pissing where your kitchen be I got music in my bag, coast to coast I push I thought I told you, that men ain't suppose to deuche Rhymes accurate, my mind's emmaculate I'm a beast I put it down, like I was tired of packing it Money I'm stacking it, my crew is unruly they pop fast When they catch you inside of my hands, like a dropped pass On the whack scale of one to ten, you sure to rate Where you rank, is like taking a leak you're an eight You could be, one of the big screen stars But when I catch you it's a rap, just like sixteen bars K-Rino is in the hood everyday, I don't miss the fights You come and hang once a year, like Christmas lights You like to talk about your passion, or your ex stunts I speak on things, that I already did next month I ain't got time, for silly little playful things You 6'5 260, with a naval ring I get on a roll, vocab is so cold I like to eat my cereal and milk, with no bowl I stepped my game up, to improve the sport Stole some of my own lyrics, and took myself to court I'm the flow man, wingspan of Rodan Slick enough to pick your pocket, with your hand Rap slicing deciding, striking and writing verbs Verses swinging like Tyson, I call em fighting words I'm down to get a private, or a public win Like hand sanitizer, after doing dirt I rub it in Whenever you around, lies gon' scatter Like when your girlfriend, told ya size don't matter Whoever said K-Rino wasn't heated, they lied I picked my skill up early, like it needed a ride Rappers get caught up in it deep, just for crossing the street I won't let you change the game, like you lost your receipt If we do carry heat, you'll never find it on us Your CEO, gave you a twenty dollar signing bonus Ran opponents out the game, they couldn't stand the losses Line for line, they coming up shorter than a vienna sausage You talking tough partna, but you look sweet You ain't hot, cause you ain't ready like undercooked meat I stay in rare form, to achieve this work Got the right to bear arms, like a sleeveless shirt Terminating you, is some'ing I can't wait to do You could be my twin, and I still couldn't relate to you When I get through, I get a long ovation My pen stays on paper, like it's on probation Win odds, 87 to 1 Fool beating me is like your girlfriend's hair, it's never been done ha (*talking*) Flow session number fo' Ya'll know what it is, shout out to Sniper And Mighty in the building, (flow session number fo') Send a shout out to the whole SPC All the lyricists around the world, yeah (flow session number fo'), not four...fo' ha K-Rino, what I'ma do right now I'ma let this beat play for ya'll