Rayne Storm, Canibus - TKO lyrics

[Rayne Storm, Canibus - TKO lyrics]

Underneath the full Moon he
Took half a shroom
Woke up quarter after 12 the next afternoon
Went straight to key pad zoom
Grabbed the next tomb this is my world
You Mel Gibson looking for fuel
He joined a group in the room through zoom
He was apparently preparing a pot
Of moose head soup
It was gross, he lost at least half the room
So I pumped up the volume as he continued
He said they exhumed the body
Recovered the Infinity Stonе
But came to find out it was a duplicate copy
Damn that sucks to be you, poppy
I’m not thе illest
I don’t take it personal even
Though it hurts my feelings
They call me Captain Double Action
I practice from Nebraska to Alaska
JTF fast company extraction
A troubled nomad with cold steel romance
Let’s dance outdoors near this
Rusty old ranch the crusty old man with pus
Scabs all over his hands
Your weapons jam he gon' bust your ass
Aiyo, I used to sell those champ
For charley horse elbow cramps
The company folded then got revamped
I got the same hardware Captain Nemo used
Upgraded with super sonic torpedo tubes
I got a backup supply line
That starts with rhymes
The countdown coincides with the bounce down
It’s time
High spec, low tech or low spec, high tech
Mix it up nigga
It’s something they won’t expect
Scorched Earth torch work start with
Your front porch first
I hope both your grandparents at work
I’m that pit bull terrier chewing
On your blood brain barrier
Nothing in the world could be scarier
Immunostimulation, what are the implications?
Who cares? We going on vacation

Hungry, why wait for em, bitch I gotta eat
I been rapping for the rent
It's either you or it's the streets
And I ain't come here wit a tent
See my intention is to beast
My attitude Ice Cube, writing Fuck Tha Police
They just upped the bo' lease
Job up to mo grease
And I ain't ever flip a burger
But ill flip you like a Jeep
Talking like the Grand Cherokee when
You just met the Chief fine as Keef
Smoke designer leaf to keep me at my peace
See the truth like Corona
Mona Lisa was a treesh
To picture it in other words
Your pen is not unique
I got the property to build
The option to destroy
Keep my finger on the button
I don't trust em, i be 'noid
Niggas talking loud
I'm the one you should avoid
Rock your Bells like LL? Nah, nigga I'm Floyd
I just bob and weave, right around noise
Plus my niggas is some riders
Case you riding round with the boys
And they got toys but
These ain't props though
My karma, my badge of honor
Yours on a cop show
Chips, Erik Estrada, Mexico for some nachos
Plotting these plot holes
Over tequila and tacos
So Vato, don't be loco
I got juice, my Ice T, brings me Coco's
Yup, in my white tee, RIP virgil
My verse so, cursed yo
It can't be commercial
Deluxe if it's loaded
You gon' get this work though
Wanna see a dead body, wait until he purple
Suspension, suspenseful
Suspend 'em like he urkel
You suspect, a drug test
Reveal the whole work flow
Bro addicted, tripping offa that Rayne shit
Smoking a cool J and 2 L's in the same spliff
And any other wanna get in the ring wit
Only get 6 words, get the fuck off Rayne dick

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