K-Rino - Won't Come Back lyrics
[K-Rino - Won't Come Back lyrics]
Hey, let me tell you about me
See, I’m that sniper that sit's in the house
Watchin’ ‘em all come up tryna sneak up on me
But, I’m in the window pickin’
‘em off one by one
I see you before you see me
Step to your wave and my
Five fingers of death
Break one of your hands off
And now five fingers are left
Rappers and even singers get
Punished for their vanity
Reach in your chest and remove
All of your air manually
First thing’s first
I don’t make music to twerk to
I prefer to purposely linguistically hurt you
The raging sea
Storming up a tsunami performance
Come on the stage
Adorning a rapper-skin garment
My intelligence quotient’s developing
More in boasting
Throwing blows so potent that they
Swell up your emotions i’ve been the best
I’m just no longer interested
In sending threats
I’m the reason you’re eating
You’re like my dinner guest
I done seen too many artists
Begin a with plenty clout
One year later he in a blouse
‘cause I dethrone him, I won’t rest
The only opponent you’ve known
Yet that’ll make you
Pay rent to live in your own flesh
I see your mouth, you’re still running that
But when I run up on ya
Wonder how ya gonna act when I respond
It’ll knock your vocals right from the track
So hug your babies
Tell ‘em daddy won’t be coming back
I swung the mic like it’s an
Ax and I’m the lumberjack
I wouldn’t rap the way you’re
Rapping for a hundred racks
Run at me with that corny shit
And I’ma punish that so hug your babies
Tell ‘em daddy won’t be coming back
Coming back
Just as certain as water is wet
It ain’t hard to flex when you get
Your thoughts directly from
The Universe’s architect you keep hating and
Making different statements
So when I get there, your ass better be gone
Like a hip replacement
Don’t put me with them beta kinds
They say great minds think alike
Well that’s between them ‘cause
I’m a greater mind
Not afraid to use or display the truth
Slaying your favorite dude until my place
In this stable is undebatable
Some getting turned out
It’s a safe bet ‘cause they
Let execs press their
Face on a desk to collect a paycheck
The record label game is a
Snake-fest and you ain’t Sissy
Spacek so I know you can’t
Carry your weight yet
I’ll wait a second and let that
One take effect while I'm
Audaciously saying threats to make the
Paper break a sweat
Challenge me at 9: 40 tryna take my ends
It’s like a picture frame size
You’ll be 8 by 10
I see your mouth, you’re still running that
But when I run up on ya
Wonder how ya gonna act when I respond
It’ll knock your vocals right from the track
So hug your babies
Tell ‘em daddy won’t be coming back
I swung the mic like it’s an
Ax and I’m the lumberjack
I wouldn’t rap the way you’re
Rapping for a hundred racks
Run at me with that corny shit
And I’ma punish that so hug your babies
Tell ‘em daddy won’t be coming back
Coming back
When it comes to ranking rappers by numbers
I don’t listen to the pundit's
Keep your hundred, I got a top one list
All that grandstanding and lying
You’re tryna hand me
I’ma kill it before it gets started
Just like a plan b
Me, I just wanted to see carnage
Take a track and leave any rapper
You pick deceased on it
Now the beast haunted
Drag a thief for kilometers
The undefeated needle eater
Nonbelievers are free to see the procedure
It’s egregious to try to flee us ‘cause
I can see you from Venus disguised as
A referee tryna hide with some zebras
I’m trained for the spot
The sandlot grains shall be chopped
We can put your final remains in a sock
When I every human that’s in
The town will vanish
They gon’ need enough yellow tape
To fit around a planet
Don’t knock ‘cause I was ripping
Up competition back when you
Was too young to listen without
Getting your mom’s permission
I see your mouth, you’re still running that
But when I run up on ya
Wonder how ya gonna act when I respond
It’ll knock your vocals right from the track
So hug your babies
Tell ‘em daddy won’t be coming back
I swung the mic like it’s an
Ax and I’m the lumberjack
I wouldn’t rap the way you’re
Rapping for a hundred racks
Run at me with that corny shit
And I’ma punish that so hug your babies
Tell ‘em daddy won’t be coming back
Coming back
See, I’m that sniper that sit's in the house
Watchin’ ‘em all come up tryna sneak up on me
But, I’m in the window pickin’
‘em off one by one
I see you before you see me
Step to your wave and my
Five fingers of death
Break one of your hands off
And now five fingers are left
Rappers and even singers get
Punished for their vanity
Reach in your chest and remove
All of your air manually
First thing’s first
I don’t make music to twerk to
I prefer to purposely linguistically hurt you
The raging sea
Storming up a tsunami performance
Come on the stage
Adorning a rapper-skin garment
My intelligence quotient’s developing
More in boasting
Throwing blows so potent that they
Swell up your emotions i’ve been the best
I’m just no longer interested
In sending threats
I’m the reason you’re eating
You’re like my dinner guest
I done seen too many artists
Begin a with plenty clout
One year later he in a blouse
‘cause I dethrone him, I won’t rest
The only opponent you’ve known
Yet that’ll make you
Pay rent to live in your own flesh
I see your mouth, you’re still running that
But when I run up on ya
Wonder how ya gonna act when I respond
It’ll knock your vocals right from the track
So hug your babies
Tell ‘em daddy won’t be coming back
I swung the mic like it’s an
Ax and I’m the lumberjack
I wouldn’t rap the way you’re
Rapping for a hundred racks
Run at me with that corny shit
And I’ma punish that so hug your babies
Tell ‘em daddy won’t be coming back
Coming back
Just as certain as water is wet
It ain’t hard to flex when you get
Your thoughts directly from
The Universe’s architect you keep hating and
Making different statements
So when I get there, your ass better be gone
Like a hip replacement
Don’t put me with them beta kinds
They say great minds think alike
Well that’s between them ‘cause
I’m a greater mind
Not afraid to use or display the truth
Slaying your favorite dude until my place
In this stable is undebatable
Some getting turned out
It’s a safe bet ‘cause they
Let execs press their
Face on a desk to collect a paycheck
The record label game is a
Snake-fest and you ain’t Sissy
Spacek so I know you can’t
Carry your weight yet
I’ll wait a second and let that
One take effect while I'm
Audaciously saying threats to make the
Paper break a sweat
Challenge me at 9: 40 tryna take my ends
It’s like a picture frame size
You’ll be 8 by 10
I see your mouth, you’re still running that
But when I run up on ya
Wonder how ya gonna act when I respond
It’ll knock your vocals right from the track
So hug your babies
Tell ‘em daddy won’t be coming back
I swung the mic like it’s an
Ax and I’m the lumberjack
I wouldn’t rap the way you’re
Rapping for a hundred racks
Run at me with that corny shit
And I’ma punish that so hug your babies
Tell ‘em daddy won’t be coming back
Coming back
When it comes to ranking rappers by numbers
I don’t listen to the pundit's
Keep your hundred, I got a top one list
All that grandstanding and lying
You’re tryna hand me
I’ma kill it before it gets started
Just like a plan b
Me, I just wanted to see carnage
Take a track and leave any rapper
You pick deceased on it
Now the beast haunted
Drag a thief for kilometers
The undefeated needle eater
Nonbelievers are free to see the procedure
It’s egregious to try to flee us ‘cause
I can see you from Venus disguised as
A referee tryna hide with some zebras
I’m trained for the spot
The sandlot grains shall be chopped
We can put your final remains in a sock
When I every human that’s in
The town will vanish
They gon’ need enough yellow tape
To fit around a planet
Don’t knock ‘cause I was ripping
Up competition back when you
Was too young to listen without
Getting your mom’s permission
I see your mouth, you’re still running that
But when I run up on ya
Wonder how ya gonna act when I respond
It’ll knock your vocals right from the track
So hug your babies
Tell ‘em daddy won’t be coming back
I swung the mic like it’s an
Ax and I’m the lumberjack
I wouldn’t rap the way you’re
Rapping for a hundred racks
Run at me with that corny shit
And I’ma punish that so hug your babies
Tell ‘em daddy won’t be coming back
Coming back