K-Rino - No Fly Zone lyrics

Bread in the stash, anything to save a buck
Not Madonna but like a virgin
I never gave a fuck
Catch a Brinks driver raid his truck
Again I'm not Madonna but my crown's like
A virgin I never gave it up
With no contact, foreheads I bust open
Once again I'm not Madonna but like
Nah I was just joking
I'm known to bogard frauds and smack hard
I always keep it real
I never front like a back yard
Rap polar bear, slap you with a solar flare
Your soul, i go in there and open you
Up like a folding chair
The ability and greatness that I hold is rare
I strike every part of you I
Even leave you with swollen hair
I'll invite you to the square
But you don't wanna come
You're so dumb you wear your


Pinky ring on your thumb
Flow until the Great Wall fell
From my lyrical headlock you couldn't break
Loose if you was all Hell
To think you can battle and win, you is nuts
That is harder than getting
Dread twists at Supercuts
Losing ain't in my vocab, my friends say
Thursday to Monday's gone
Everyday is Wednesday
Hit him so hard he woke up in the next state
The second time I hit him he
Landed on the next date
Out of place like a checker player yelling
"Checkmate!" boys don't wanna see me like
A Betty White sextape i'm known to spit with
Mathematically nifty wit's
I'm impossible shit like a
Seven way fifty-fifty split
I'm that old crazy dude on the house
Word clarity greater than yours with
Food in my mouth
You're in disarray, no victory dissing K
Instead of pistol play I'll just fry you
In a skillet like a fish fillet
Hot enough to give the Sun a tan
Like a 6 foot roof to a 7 foot
Man it's hard for me to understand
Or stand under, most rappers are known to beg
I'll leave your car alone and put
A boot on your leg
K don't stop fighting till he win
I can stand behind a camera take the
Picture and still be in it
When my folders overcrowded then
It's time to expand
Ran out of paper so I wrote rhymes
On the line of my hand
The best way to describe K on
The verse once the beat's right
I see green after it's read
Like a street light
Don't tell me I'm the best
I won't be surprised
It's unnecessary like a blindfold
On Stevie's eyes
I was tried for the massacre of Eighty Mics
My skills are crazy fight
Yours is ladies night
Better make sure you pay me right
Cheating me is a bad idea
Like a sandpaper baby wipe
I'm from a place where we hide
Flows in the next life
You from a place where your
Sister is your ex-wife
You wanna see a brain splat
I can arrange that
A penny for your thoughts
I'ma need some change back
Faster than cheetah feet
Too loud to be discrete
I'm so focused that I can
Actually see the beat
I don't bawl out of control
And then fold under
But, I do go through paper
Like a hole puncture
My mic strap leaves heads in a cowards lap
The first of every month I take
A thousand hour power nap
I never trusted men as far
As a yellow school bus
With ten fat kids could get moved
By a gust of wind i kidnapped the rapper
Set ransom at twenty stacks
His family gave me twenty-five not
To send him back
I get through to people words
Hit the body quick
You never connect like a legless karate kick
Skin starts stinging from the
Drama that I'm bringing
And I knew that it was over
Once your momma started singing
The steel prodigy
People would rather hear me
Tell them bad news
Than hear you tell them that
They won the lottery
The only compliment from K-Rino
You'll ever get
You're probably the best weak
Rapper I ever met
You came late homeboy class been in session
You fools will never learn
Like waterless swimming lessons
Eliminating you before a minute passed
Look on the bright side
At least you were the first
Person to finish last