Tekstovi: K-Rino. Alien Baby. Hour Of Inevitable Conquest (Intro).

[Intro:]
We've reached the hour
Ha!
There's no turning back

[Verse 1:]
You losing's a far gone conclusion
I'm using atomic thought drawn car bomb Illusions and hard arm contusions
Embalming fluid transfusions
The catalyst of war torn art form improvement
The [?]
With the cleverness of [?]
Enter before the medicines
Administered weapons are intercepted
Cause my mental [?] eclectic
Double directed
Concurrently enter you and exit
His essence left him in seconds
With no molecules separate
With no possible fossils of birth records to reference
I'm blessed with plethoras of undetectable micro guns
Nitro pyro trons
That strike and ignite your lungs
I rape my clause across wherever I put bars
6 foot anatomies mauled with 7 foot scars
My verses made your throat hurt
From age 5 to age 5 and a half I had a three foot growth spurt

[Chorus: x2]
The planet is at unrest
World dissatisfaction is brought
About the hour of the conquest
Total dictatorship
No signs of hope
Surrender and get caught up
In the wave of the revolt

[Verse 2:]
Be concerned as I turn up the furnace
He was burned from internal to epidermis
My energy
Exothermic
In a towel ridden inferno
With the radiation thermal
Let me take you on a journey where each hour's eternal
Please walk at me consciously
The pen marks
But in a forest
A tree of artists is what started my artistry
The definite article of rap sovereignty
No one is as hard as me
No, not approximately or even arguably
I thank God for blessing marvelously
Depositing bars and involving me in the lyrical parliamentary
The code is red
I unloaded lead and left a whole row of your soldiers dead
The top edge of my pen is a living cobra's head
Galaxies are being fed
I read a mind reader's mind to let him know I knew my mind was being read
Great authors I'm the king of them
There's only 18 supreme thinkers in the universe
And I'm 17 of them

[Chorus: x2]
The planet is at unrest
World dissatisfaction is brought
About the hour of the conquest
Total dictatorship
No signs of hope
Surrender and get caught up In the wave of the revolt

[Outro:]
No risk
No reward
To determine human existence is not hard
But you can't measure the distance of God
Our ideological synergy sits on ethereal peripheries
And carry no conceptual deficiencies
We travel in a litany of infantries
That spends centuries debunking history's of myths and inconsistencies
The God cypher platform is what we rest upon
And only the most aggressive ones will reach the highest echelon
We fly crafts that are more than capable
Or racing through and taking you
Receiving satellite feeds that are untraceable
Sometimes I even astonish me
Especially when I anatomically become an unexplained light anomaly
K-RIno
SPC
Ha!