Let It Be Known

Let it be known I’m a dangerous fella
I decapitate rappers like a helicopter propeller
Like a Mafia killer unstoppable topics I sever
Drop a lyrical obstacle in cold or tropical weather
Yo, my flows carry me to places unthought of
I go to sleep inside my room but I wake up underwater
Started ripping, boys thought that I was fiending, they tripping
I was sipping lyrical liquid from a different dimension
I’m on the couch 'bout to run in your spouse
Fuck with me you might just wake up with a son in your house
Understand it I’m heated, I’m heated, I’m heated, I’m heated
I’m heated, the shit is so true I just got to repeat it, feel it
You wanna get high, I got what you need
I invented smokeable alcohol and drinkable weed
Oh yeah, sometimes I go where the savages go
I’ll jack an average Joe if my cabbage is low, it’s K-Rino
Fuck jail, I ain’t doing no time
A twenty-year sentence to me is just a long-ass rhyme
I speak to wild animals and flip my demeanour
HaHaHa, that means «fuck you» in Hyena
Hey, I hurt ‘em with a paragraph I exposed
Killed my ex-wife for tryna take half of my flows
I’m what happens when shit talking and drama collide
We can battle at your house and let your momma decide
I got pride, I play to win, woman or man
I’d rather beat ya for free than lose to you for fifty grand
You wanna roll with K-Rino, I’m telling ya never
I wouldn’t let you kick it with me if we played soccer together
People speaking on my verses, they don’t know me, in fact
Me and these whack rappers get along like Kobe and Shaq
I spit derogatory statements till I made ‘em react
Catch his ass slipping with four killers and fade ‘em to black
The greatest rap prose, I suppose I’m bound to get chose
Bound to spit flows and execute you counterfeit hoes
It shows, you write your rhymes with a feminine touch
I got a steroided rhinoceros adrenaline rush
You can’t explain cerebral range from a heavenly plane
I can never be trained, my head contains seventy brains
They hear me shooting these lines, nobody responds
I’ll make these punk rappers walk more times than bonds