K-Rino - Heightened Focus lyrics

Concentrate dig deep and concentrate
Now relax now get em

I stomp his head till his conscious bled
My content once it’s read drops the
Gauntlet on a dumb incompetent unprepared
The numbers said: we share no common thread
Stumbling and running scared even after I
Shredded his body from his legs
Mumbling, like you on a ton of meds
Imma spread my dominance beyond the edge
Of the Earth’s horizontal ledge
I wanna see these chumps in a dumpster dead
Plus I’m the one who lumbers through the
Haunted house hiding under the monster’s bed
That’s how I reflect on past days
I made his body mass raise
Filleted to the plasma cascades
To the glass blades
I never conquered my mad phase
But back in my lab days I found a


Way to dash straight through a zig-zag maze
I’m more than a hybrid
I’m an enlightened oracle psychic
Who can spite for your nicest lyric
Before you can write it
Ignore you in crisis for inciting
War with the righteous
Gorge through the night
Organs I bite and absorb till you’re lifeless
Fire lyrics
Like cryophoenix here is crystal
Clouds with Pyro spirit's
Not yet invented so I’ll just pioneer this
Spiral towards my rival’s most
Right of spirit
My sound decibel height can be so frightening
Only certain types of spiders hear it
Never could love you
So you destined for trouble
Shove you in some boarding water while
I’m playing and catching the bubbles
So keep your crown
We ain’t playing on equal ground
I break the people down then turn up
In a corner like eastern brown
Elaborate graphics, you know K has em
Convolutedly in to ravel just
Like crochet patterns
I kidnap them, then I broke they talon
I got an internal navigational
Map that locates atoms when K-Rino performs
They welcome me with open arms
The heat is so beyond the norm
The warmth could set off a broken smoke alarm
Ideas comin’ in in clusters
Then I rush ya with an
Endless thrust of slugs then
I have you ticking like you kin to Usher
Show blatant evil, then I make a sequel
Words escape the page
Turn into hateful eight-foot beetles
And start chasing people
I spit so hard I use my first to rob
I lodge a sharp
Twisted rod through sixty fraud artists
And make a shishkabob
You should’ve read the newscast that said
My head was growing too fast
So massive, I use trash bags for do rags
The life-breathing poet
So deep and stoic when I’m dreaming
I could sleep inside a burning house
And not even know it
They think that I’m a damn fool
I like a chance to run my hands through
Your face like a scalp covered with shampoo
A crump couple seconds gets
You in much trouble two men in one: the main
Character and the stunt double
When I’m in route it ain’t
Nothin to riff about
I got a twenty-two caliber pistol
Mouth that shoots missiles out
No human can absorb that
Attack eighty-four tracks then
Gallop off laughing
In the darkness on horseback
I make your whole house topple over
Snap your neck and pop your shoulder
All by pressing B on an X-Box controller
Your favorite word sayer
Angriest plagiarist chaser
Vaporize a traitor with an
Upgraded laser eraser
You not even a stepping stone
His neck was blown when he left his home
I get a dial tone on a disconnected phone
Bless your zone and make loaded weapons moan
And without getting nekkid prone
I’ll get your chick pregnant
Although she slept alone