Представляем точный текст композиции "Overkill" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста K-Rino . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Overkill» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую K-Rino передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
K-Rino - "Overkill"
Lyrics to Overkill : [K-Rino:] You been impacted and attacked with, a mixture of aromatic paragraphs Graphed it with ausitic cataclysmic, mathematical acrobatics My mind, confines plenty rhymes Slice your stomach with the mic twenty times, even lines on your torso that look like mini blinds And people could peep through, and view your vital organs anytime A psychic told me I wont come into my prime, till Im 129 Ill lesson ya, body mass from flesh Into a watery a mist, and spray you out of can like air freshener I wont have any problems, stopping ya The one man mafia thats chopping ya, till I filet ya like tallopia My glock spits, nero toxic hot bricks My synopsis make rocks split, block hits from unseen entities that I box with I hold a key like locksmiths, got X-ray optics Grew thoughts I get, sit outside my knowledge pit cause they could not fit My virus too strong, to call off I could stand on one foot on a building ledge, in a strong wind and couldnt fall off I spark the seas, that are hard to read Im from a larger creed a martian breed, that turns caution offers to quadriplede The strap cannibal, that rap fannels Like states on the Animal Channel, that traps mammals in the annals of my neck panel The docotomy, my word logic locks you And stops you from breathing out, until the death angel adopts you You wanna have it, take a stab at it Im avid about smashing your cabbage, at the specks of forensic lab fabric Impostors copy my logic, my body and knowledge To your bodys composite, from solid to liquid to gas and back to solid An apocalyptic, flame rips From my lips at insane clips, that strips fragment and many micro grains and brain chips I distribute facts, amongst ya The chiropractor, that replace needles with multiple axe in your back for acupuncture The inhabitant, of the labyrinth Babylon Paramount paragon, and ones we layed marathons with ninety pound batons And spark sun, cause I been hotter The Bin Laden sin plotter, thatll beat your ghost out of you like a pinata My information, level contagious Blazing abrasion, that had you phased with radiation like a chemo patient When average rappers, scavenge passion from attabance I ramage anatomy savage, and wont even let the maggots have it Dont try to draft the chapter, after me Youll think you levitating but youll be actually, hanging rope defying gravity The word merchant, that squirt serpents with a flow pump Lyrically Im the opposite of a hurt workman, cause I gets no comp Your verses, are worthless My thirst is strong enough to cold Earths water, from the Earths inner core up to its surface Ill leave a generation, birthless Carry hearses in other dimensions, while being nourished by the milk of shirtless nurses You quoting stuff, that aint potent enough I seen a ghost of the rhyme you wrote, leaving out of your rap folder holding floating up Like Ike I beat and bruise the mic, if I use it right You gon lose tonight, and every pen you choosell go on strike and refuse to write Im overseen, by wicked guardians With entity after every performance, and make me slaughter part of the audience I never finish a battle, one paragraph they blue Just like a phone number, most rappers dash half way through I designed the rhyme, my wits that I could of read at first I didnt get a chance, people were screaming and giving me dap before I said the verse Ill speak to your brain, and tremble it The skim of it Ill dismember it, blow up the frame and let a baby reassemble it Skills that are doping em, with opium The trophy Im accepting, while my victims head lay hopelessly on a podium [talking:] Go on say it dog say it, you cried huh (nah), you so mad you cried right you did You did mayn, you cried Shit, you were mad then a motherfucker You cried nigga, you cried What did you do, to deserve that shit [ Overkill Lyrics ]
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