Sleepin’ on Train Tracks

Ooh wee
Mommy, I wanna be like him when I grow up
I came back to flame that
Playin' with me is like sleeping on train tracks
Brain’s flat, explain that
Playin' with me is like sleeping on train tracks
I came back to flame that
Playin' with me is like sleeping on train tracks
Brain’s flat, explain that
Playin' with me is like sleeping on train tracks
When it comes to true spitters, no human can do better
I spell twenty different words using only two letters
You say that you solid, but can you survive through murder?
I’ll make you take orders from me just like a drive thru worker
My need for busting tracks proceeds up to the max
I’m so hyper that I have to take speed just to relax
I’m not swinging with my fists but I’m hittin'
Sometimes the beat just stops ‘cause it’s even tryna listen to what I’m
spittin', you know
No one can match my working load, every minute a verse explodes
Pen so fertile they tried to put it on birth control
The roaches came out then flamed out
I’ll put twenty thousand lame doubters on house arrest in the same house
I got volumes of unlimited evolving
This version of K-Rino is the most primitive installment
I strike and bruise, you wrong as two right shoes
I slice dudes with fighting tools and that’s usually when I’m in a nice mood
I came back to flame that
Playin' with me is like sleeping on train tracks
Brain’s flat, explain that
Playin' with me is like sleeping on train tracks
I came back to flame that
Playin' with me is like sleeping on train tracks
Brain’s flat, explain that
Playin' with me is like sleeping on train tracks
My eminence as a writer is still a must to see
When adrenaline gets excited it gets a rush of me
The writin' fight trainer, consummate mic flamer, precise aimer
Able to maintain the water in a rice strainer
My specialty is treachery, they charged me with seventy felonies for selling
these deadly heavenly melodies
Hell’a freeze over before I fail to please
Settle discrepancies so evil you’ll think that Thelma and Louise was helping me
No photo ops, listen, Xerox couldn’t copy this
Plus when I drop, they be feelin' me like stop and frisk
Got that eternal green light so there’s no stopping this
So sit and watch what I can do to a track like opposites
I pinwheel ten fills and then kill for real
Have it raining steel, one drop shatters your windshield
And by the time the juices that ooze from your brain were through
My Uber had came and we cruised away grooving to Kool And The Gang
I came back to flame that
Playin' with me is like sleeping on train tracks
Brain’s flat, explain that
Playin' with me is like sleeping on train tracks
I came back to flame that
Playin' with me is like sleeping on train tracks
Brain’s flat, explain that
Playin' with me is like sleeping on train tracks
Many years ago I got married to fresh flows
I got on one knee and proposed and carried my folder over the threshold
I see so far into the distance, G
That to me, three hundred years from this instance be lookin' like ancient
history
He said I’m out to kill his career, but I never tried
‘cause it’s impossible to kill something that’s not alive
There’s no random rhyme
I don’t like to write regular standard lines
I’m the kind of dude to dap you up then switch your hand with mine
Doper than most of his associates
I wrote a note to my own self that told me my poetry’s inappropriate
Insulted, I wrote back with vulgarness
And then several letters later, I concluded it was batter for us both to quit
Pen is loaded with oceans of cobra spit
The swollest lyricists get broken wrists for their bogus attempts of holding it
Connect your phrases to a respirator
Mine’s are born on blessed paper
Raisin' up daily on an infinite escalator
I came back to flame that
Playin' with me is like sleeping on train tracks
Brain’s flat, explain that
Playin' with me is like sleeping on train tracks
I came back to flame that
Playin' with me is like sleeping on train tracks
Brain’s flat, explain that
Playin' with me is like sleeping on train tracks