K-Rino - Wreck Time lyrics

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Hey get up!

Wake up!

Y'all know what time it is

4 A.M. every day we do this man it's wreck time

Don't make me pull this rip out

GET UP!

Hey you in the corner, I see ya over there try'na hide

Get up!

You didn't hide yesterday when you was pulling that same stunt

Line up!

It's Wreck Time

<i>[Verse 1:]</i>

I squeeze on em till the strap gotta bloody maroon trigger

I don't pour salt on the womb I just make the room bigger

By means of verbal discipline to many to list them

I'll lankily replace your bloodstream then poison your system

The pain and suffer is perpetual, my mic cuts ya eye (eye)

I leave ya barely alive but not sick enough to die

Scoop down like a bird a pray then pick em up and fly

You would have the speed of thought; you ain't quick enough to try

When they talk about the greatest don't nobody ride with'cha (uh-uh)

Like a cameraman in a photo shoot, you ain't in the picture

If you better than I still wouldn't end by assault

I spit for years until you finally dive and win by default

My mic flow is like mixing in fire with nitro-glistering

So magnificent you burn metabolism just by listen

Carry out all of my schemes no matter the means

I'll beat your head in while you're sleeping just to shatter your dreams

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It's wreck time, wreck time

Tell em it's wreck time

Hard South Park rhymes, shelves ya neck line

It's wreck time, wreck time

Better respect mine

Kill a south side rhymes

Bust like a tech nine

<i>[Verse 2:]</i>

The more the pressure applied the harder you better strive

If you got tight metaphors then I must have metafives

The first opponent tried and now he don't even look alive

The second one did like a professional swimmer and took a dive

Before I can enter your verbal clippin...

Slit his own throat just to divide me the satisfaction I'm gripping em

I sing and leave you grip hard with a quick raw stream

Dangling with'cha neckline and inside a get tossed string

I breathe into you like legal degrees of tight form fever

You couldn't hide from me in a reproductive seed of an omeba

Challenge K-Rino, yeah you be a fool to pursuit this

Even ya own potna's ask ya "Man, you sure you wanna do this? "

I spit artistic sickness, you dripped from the zone and the gifted

And got wicked cause you revel like you was hitless

The most complex five scene basic when I'm done

You undefeated bringing own while you replace it with a one

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<i>[Verse 3:]</i>

The sword fighter, the general, with senecal material

No milk I use bio-hazardous chemicals in my cereal

Actually you gotta spontaneously combust the fat of me

You shorten bars up like a cell phone with a low battery

I shine until I blind you, like pouting reflections

My rapping moving vocals are picked up by motion with Texas

I'm the depth broker, the hotness antagonistic provoker

The trendsetter of wall spirits, the hologram choker

I pin novels and hyperbaric bullet-proof fiber class (yeah)

And somehow physical kill a rapper, through a CIBER cast (yeah)

You couldn't rise higher than me on a track

If you was on a trampoline in space and I add a mountain strapped in my back

The messianic figure of rap and can't nobody stop em (right)

K-Rino could be an unclosed bottle you couldn't top me

I execrate ya pro and leave my opponent's with asthma

Forget money let's battle for organs and blood clasmas

<i>[Hook x2]</i>