K-Rino - Blood on the Crown lyrics

All around the world, ha
Nah nah nah, that's what they said
Come on, bring it nah nah nah
Nah nah nah, nah nah nah

Time to introduce the world
To the pandemic releaser
Slide you, decline you
Cut you up like a Visa
In dramatic fashion cadavers in
The attic stashing
When I ring a rappers neck it
Look like I be cabbage patching
After the whooping I left a
Crook in the oven cooking
I stole my own rhyme book
When I wasn't looking
I found out and the consequences were costly
You shoulda saw what I did to
Myself when I caught me
They say I got better after 40
Boy you 'bout to get your ass whooped like
A male stripper at a bachelor party
Obsessive compulsive disorder's what
It's seeming like repetitive torture
I start over till I think it's right
Think it's right
(Think it's right) , think it's right
OK now it's right
Went from South Park to Antarctica
In a hour flight these boys dirty
They done broke too many laws
Next year these rappers gon' be
On stage in skinny draws

Now everybody is saying they got the top spit
Until I show up and run ‘em
Off of the block quick
Face down on the ground, slugs all around
Your favorite rapper was found with
Blood on his crown

Go find somebody weaker to dump on
I'll write a verse in 5 minutes
Greater than a song you worked a month on
I won't dump on you chump unless you jump
My paragraphs are tighter than
A blood pressure pump
If you don't wanna mind, I'll force you
I won't drag you across the ground
I'll drag the ground across you
Describe every tribal move, I'll do
Dial you to tell the time and place that
I'll arrive to strike and still surprise you
You want a thesis from me
No problem increase the money
Promise I'm not crazy
Don't believe me ask the Easter Bunny
They had me on wicked
Attraction for attacking rappers
I doubled back and massacred
The re-enactment actors
One of my favorite things is
Bathing in laser beams
Waking from crazy dreams with scorpion
Stingers and raven wings
So come and deal with me first
After you I'll merk your kin folk
So there's no one left to
Print your RIP shirts

Now everybody is saying they got the top spit
Until I show up and run em
Off of the block quick
Face down on the ground, slugs all around
Your favorite rapper was found with
Blood on his crown

You wrote but I wrote more
If you steal from my quote store
I'll bust through your door
Swinging a boat ore
I'm awfully making every image a part of me
I ought to be rewarded
For verbal cinematography
I took the phrase you taught
And made it abort like a vegetablized brain
I never gave it a thought
My payment was short
So I went and raided the vault
I just wave and it's
Considered aggravated assault
I got lyricists breaking while
You twitching and shaking
I develop photographs before the
Pictures are taken
Hungry rappers stand in line when
I hand bars out i got the whole game covered
Like their grandma's couch
How your dome feel when my
Word vacuum spin it
Picture a bag on your head
With a raccoon in it
No force that you could build up
Could make my thoughts budge
Taking dudes off the streets like
A child support judge

Aaah, it feels so good to know how
Much it hurts you ha ha