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"Book Number 7 (Intro)" lyrics by K-RINO
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"Book Number 7 (Intro)"

[Guy 1:] HEY DYLAN!
[Guy 2:] Yeah!
[Guy 1:] Look what I found...
[Guy 2:] What is it I'm digging?
[Guy 1:] Hey Dylan, look what I found.
[Guy 2:] What'cha got there, Kyle?
[Guy 1:] It's some kind of... uh; I don't know... some type of... notebook or something
[Guy 2:] Let's see it.
[Guy 1:] This thing has gotta be a least like a, ah, ah, th, thousand years old.
[Guy 2:] Gee Willikers Kyle this could be monumental let's open it dude!
[Guy 1:] No. No man. I heard about this.
[Guy 2:] Come on man.
[Guy 1:] I don't think we should open it.
[Guy 2:] Archaeologist man, this is what we live for dude!
[Guy 1:] You're on your own man; I'm getting the hell out of here.
[Guy 2:] Give it here, I'll open it.
[Fire blaze sound]
[Guy 2:] What the hell?
[Guy 1:] Told you we shouldn't of opened it.

[Talking: K-Rino]
Man it sho feel good to be free man I appreciate y'all releasing ya boy like that, man
Y'all ain't got no juice or nothing around here, man?
Tell y'all what man just to show my appreciation for y'all letting me loose
I'm a make this massacre short and sweet
Ah-bye [x11]

[Verse 1:]
This is an exorcism
The exo-skeleton extractor back with his next flow listen
Electro vision
That rest on the molecular texture of this irregular section of mechanism (yeah)
You diagnosed with doses of uncontrollable scoliosis plus liver cirrhosis
Witness the original lyrical everlasting
Individual spiritual metaphysical mastering
Blasting your zone with a craft never known
The path of science and math crafted in stone
My deepest exegesis is crafted alone
The devilish staff was born and grafted a clone (uh)
I elevate with spawns that are sacred create biological entities that I mate with
The evangelical adamant radical murder capital admiral rapper stacker and battler
I am the sorcerer, broke through the corridor
The two hundred and twenty century galaxy orbiter
Straight from the infinite thought who I thought him
How to combine to summer to spring winter and autumn
My staff is steady as acid when I casted it
One too a hundred and fifty that demographics
No match the weather where you look for the heaven
K-Rino the coalition book number seven

I am
The author of book number seven
You unleashed the power of book number seven
There is no escape from book number seven
You're not outside your actually inside of book number seven

[Verse 2:]
I throw hundreds of sun lift punches in abundance
You in a dungeon that dwells with the infinite conference of my conscience (yes)
I send and receive interglacial faxes
At night my body relaxes, raise it like taxes and levitates over the mattress (yeah)
I transform into a sandstorm
Might take a form of a newborn, with a baby's body in a thirty-five year old man's arm
There'll be no more sympathy send to ya
I make an eternity into ya, as I mentally circumvent yuor Peninsula
The intensely temperamental might emperor, who increases the temperature
And make sure you receive every ninja strip meant for ya (yeah)
Opposition, you don't hear a word from them
K-Rino's the one who picks up the hitchhiking murderer and then murders him
I stand on posters like coasters, they been after meet before my verse
My ultra-sound picture was on a most-wanted poster
Metallic plate strap to my shoulders
Vultures fly out of my folder after I bust and reiterate every flow that I told ya

[Hook x2]

[Verse 3:]
No more CD's technology has finally evolved
Albums in pill form you swallow em and let them dissolve
Then you feel much room euphoria in your brain when I storm it
You not only hear me recite the song you see me perform it
You thought you had writers block ya brain (uh-uh) was starting to swell up (ha-ha)
Well that was me killing your ideas before they developed
I'm bruising ya cause I'm half super nuclear
You can fit your skill in mine the same amount of times Pluto can fit in Jupiter (listen)
I low revenge into a syringe opponent's then cringe
At the needle penetrates within ya contact lenses
Laid with excruciating pain to use my style
Like a hundred and twenty consecutive root canals
Meanwhile my horrors cancel your tomorrows
I speak words at the authors of the dictionary and the thesaurus borrows
Blast my gun with the Wrath of Khan, the Jurassic mastodon
And easily warn us galactic triathlon

[Hook x2]

[Thanks to A Lyrical Genius for these lyrics]
[Thanks to K-Rino for correcting these lyrics]

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