Below is a list of releases by K-Rino since his beginning
* 1986 Rockin' It 12" (with Preppy J and G.T. as Real Chill)
* 1990 Cumin Out Doggin' (with Dope-E as C.O.D.)
* 1993 Stories From The Black Book
* 1995 Danger Zone
* 1998 K-Rino
* 1999 No Mercy
* 2002 Personal Vendetta (with S.P.C.)
* 2003 Ten Year Run
* 2004 Family Bizness (with S.P.C.)
* 2004 Fear No Evil
* 2004 The Hitt List
* 2004 The Majority Report (with Lil' Lo & Murdoq aka Dope-E)
* 2005 Worst Rapper Alive
* 2006 Time Traveler
* 2006 The Head Hunters (with S.P.C.)
* 2007 A Lyrical Legend
* 2007 Book Number 7
* 2008 Triple Darkness Vol.1: Wreck Time
* 2008 Triple Darkness Vol.2: The Lyrics
* 2008 Triple Darkness Vol.3: Coalition Ambush
* 2008 The Other Side
* 2008 The Blood Doctrine
* 2009 Speed Of Thought
* 2009 Solitary Confinement
* 2010 Annihilation Of The Evil Machine
* 2011 Alien Baby
* 2011 2nd Edition (with Dope-E as C.O.D.)
* 2011 The Test Of Time (Slowed and Chopped by DJ Big Baby)
* 2011 The Day Of The Storm
* 2011 K-Rino & The Texas All Stars
* 2011 Southeast Southpark Revolution (with H-Town Boys)
* 2012 Deeper Elevation
* 2012 80 Minute Eternity
* 2013 The Maven
* 2013 Rebellion Plantation
* 2013 theRAPeutic
* 2014 Deprogrammed
* 2015 Makin' Enemies
* 2016 The Big Seven #1 - Universal Curriculum
* 2016 The Big Seven #2 - Conception Of Concept
* 2016 The Big Seven #3 - Enter The Iron Trap
* 2016 The Big Seven #4 - Wizard's Ransom
* 2016 The Big Seven #5 - American Heroes
* 2016 The Big Seven #6 - Welcome To Life
* 2016 The Big Seven #7 - Intervention
* 2017 Rapz N Beatz (with DLP)
* 2017 Throughout Time (with Drastiko)
* 2017 Funk Out The Bag
* 2018 Mightier Than The Sword
* 2019 The 4 Piece #1 - Lightning Language
* 2019 The 4 Piece #2 - Then And Now
* 2019 The 4 Piece #3 - Three Weeks Later
* 2019 The 4 Piece #4 - The S-Project
Flow Session Number 1
K-Rino Lyrics
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Welcome (uh)
To Flow Session Number 1
To Flow Session Number 1
C'mon
Uh, to Flow Session Number 1
To Flow Session Number 1
K-Rino, K-Rino, K-Rino
Check this out
[Rapping:]
Yeah, I need a rapper I can call out
I'm going all out like hair after a bald spot
I rip skin ain't no repairing the facial terrace
Black pen, white paper that's interracial marriage (woo)
I turn rappers to vegetables it ain't no use flexing
When I'm done the stage look like the prodosection
You can't handle the pressure you need to come harder
My words fuck ya head up like a drunk barber (yeah)
I shoot slugs rappers debating and reply
I'm out-manning you like Peyton or Eli (fosho)
You say I'm trash but you steady try'na copy me
You full of shit like a basket at a shopping spree
I want cash so pay me on how my skill rates (skill rates)
Picture my foot in ya ass for twenty years straight
They say I'm heavenly
Cause I gave new light to the game like Viagra did for dudes over seventy
Uh, B.B.I. rap hustlers with plenty moves
You fake bobbing paying notes on ya tennis shoes
My clever rhymes tear stuffin lose (yeah)
The only punch line you know about is waiting for a cup of juice
?Thighs? super sick solid as the earth itself (indeed)
If sick means great then yo lyrics are in perfect health
Don't nobody support you, you can't be the man
You like a house with no air-condition you need a fan
Flow Session Number 1
See my words got the white Howard jumping Power
The crowd making faces like they swallowed something sour
On trial for cutting seven rappers wrists off
No I didn't plead insanity I pleaded pissed off
You stole my style you gotta alot of nerve talking
You need to find ya own space like reserved parking
I got some deep stuff to put on ya mind
I call you out like a Hooper with his foot on the line
You ain't never been squat so you dissing my joint
Like a hand with no fingers fool you missing the point
When I come I make em hit the gas lyrically I'm quick to blast
You can say 'hello' and smile and i might kick ya ass
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These fly rappers can't seem to make they minds up
I'll throw ya watch in the sky that mean ya time's up
I love ya girlfriend every time I spend the night
It's always on like a used cars engine light
I send a two-by-four right across ya wig
I make rappers move around like foster kids
Feel me homie I'm sick of all this rhetoric (rhetoric)
My rhymes got ya open like they set a pick (uh)
Everybody wanna get mad and grab a heaters
Im adding money by the minute like cab meters
I'm a forced to be reckoned with
Up to no good like a reverend's child watching a naked flick
Ya see my words manage to cause nerve damage
Intelligent but still ghetto as a serve sandwich
I exfoliate; you can't hold your weight
I heard you rap and took a fence(offence) like I stole a gate
My ideology see em in my zone jabber (Bing)
You should be allowed to featured on ya own album
If ya got a heater dude you better load it fast
How the hell you a thug taking aerobics' class?
Flow Session Number 1
He said he warn to be mashed up that bastard lying
I'm primed up to pass you because you past ya prime
Women or men if you come forward try'na win
I make you reverse like saying the same rhyme again
My flow grievous it's like a defense with a clone of derrell revis
Coverin each of your receivers (woo)
Who could ever ask for more?
I fast-forward past the ward just to make the aftermath come afore
See you like to dress up and show up with'cha hair all pressed up
But me I tha, ca... man I messed up (that's aight)
But then I came back on the same track
Blow ya mind you can't even wonder where your brain's at
Hit the conversation
I vacation in the same cage as eight bears waiting from hibernation
Concrete feet in the water chances of beating me
Are slimmer than a crack head with an eating disorder
I'm taking the game over I'm in large in my zone
Plus I'm building bars up like I was charging my phone
Man I'm out here try'na get revenue while you capping
You can turn the beat off sniper I'm through rapping
In K-Rino's song Flow Session Number 1, he spits fiery rhymes that are both cleverly witty and boastful. The lyrics are mostly about his lyrical prowess and how he is better than other rappers in the game. He starts by calling out other rappers to step up to him because he is going all out. His wordplay is impressive, and he metaphorically uses a bald spot to say that when he goes all out, he tears skin and creates a facial terrace that cannot be repaired. He then uses "black pen, white paper" to describe how his words mix to create an interracial marriage, and when he's done with a stage, it looks like it has gone to production. He says he leaves a mess behind wherever he goes and that rappers cannot handle the pressure.
K-Rino's lyrics are punchy and full of similes and metaphors. He compares his words to a drunk barber whose work messes people up and says he shoots slugs that leave rappers debating how to deal with the aftermath. His clever lines tear stuffing loose, and he says he has been putting his foot up people's asses for twenty years straight. He compares his new light in the game to how Viagra works for older men. The chorus of the song asserts K-Rino's dominance by calling it a flow session number one, implying that he is only starting and that he has more hits to release.
Line by Line Meaning
Yeah, I need a rapper I can call out
I'm looking for a rapper to challenge and call out
I'm going all out like hair after a bald spot
I'm going all in, giving my best effort
I rip skin ain't no repairing the facial terrace
I lyrically tear apart other rappers, leaving no chance for recovery
Black pen, white paper that's interracial marriage
Using contrasting elements (black pen, white paper) symbolizes the unity of different races
I turn rappers to vegetables it ain't no use flexing
I render other rappers powerless, their attempts to resist are futile
When I'm done the stage look like the prodosection
After my performance, the stage is left in ruins
You can't handle the pressure you need to come harder
You can't handle the intensity, you need to step up your game
My words fuck ya head up like a drunk barber
My lyrics mess with your mind, just like a careless barber
I shoot slugs rappers debating and reply
I attack other rappers with powerful lyrics when they try to challenge me
You full of shit like a basket at a shopping spree
You're full of lies and deceit, just like an overflowing shopping cart
I want cash so pay me on how my skill rates
I demand payment based on the level of my skills
Picture my foot in ya ass for twenty years straight
Imagine me dominating and defeating you for a long period of time
Cause I gave new light to the game like Viagra did for dudes over seventy
My influence and impact on the game is similar to the effect of Viagra on older men
B.B.I. rap hustlers with plenty moves
I'm associated with the B.B.I. rap group known for their abundance of skillful moves
You fake bobbing paying notes on ya tennis shoes
You pretend to be successful, but you're struggling financially
My clever rhymes tear stuffin lose
My intelligent lyrics unravel and expose the weaknesses of others
The only punch line you know about is waiting for a cup of juice
You have no creativity or understanding of clever punch lines
?Thighs? super sick solid as the earth itself
My flow is incredibly powerful and grounded like the stability of the earth
If sick means great then yo lyrics are in perfect health
If being sick is a metaphor for excellence, your lyrics are outstanding
Don't nobody support you, you can't be the man
No one is backing you up, you can't achieve greatness
You like a house with no air-condition you need a fan
You're lacking coolness and popularity, you need support from fans
See my words got the white Howard jumping Power
My lyrics have the power to excite and energize the audience
The crowd making faces like they swallowed something sour
The audience's facial expressions show their disbelief or displeasure
On trial for cutting seven rappers wrists off
I'm metaphorically putting other rappers on trial, exposing their weaknesses
No I didn't plead insanity I pleaded pissed off
I didn't make excuses, I admitted to being angry and determined
You stole my style you gotta alot of nerve talking
You copied my style, and now you have the audacity to talk about it
You need to find ya own space like reserved parking
You should find your own unique style, like a reserved parking spot
I got some deep stuff to put on ya mind
I have profound thoughts and ideas to share with you
I call you out like a Hooper with his foot on the line
I challenge you directly, just like a basketball player stepping on the three-point line
You ain't never been squat so you dissing my joint
You have achieved nothing significant, yet you criticize my work
Like a hand with no fingers fool you missing the point
You completely misunderstand the essence of the situation
When I come I make em hit the gas lyrically I'm quick to blast
When I start rapping, I motivate and energize others, hitting the accelerator metaphorically
You can say 'hello' and smile and i might kick ya ass
Even your friendly greetings won't stop me from overpowering you
These fly rappers can't seem to make they minds up
Other talented rappers can't make decisions or stay consistent
I'll throw ya watch in the sky that mean ya time's up
I symbolically declare the end of your time and relevance
I love ya girlfriend every time I spend the night
I enjoy intimate encounters with your girlfriend whenever we spend time together
It's always on like a used cars engine light
Our connection is constant and active, like a warning light in a used car
I send a two-by-four right across ya wig
I metaphorically strike you with a piece of wood, hitting you on the head
I make rappers move around like foster kids
I have the ability to control and manipulate other rappers like foster children
Feel me homie I'm sick of all this rhetoric
Understand my perspective, I'm tired of meaningless talk and arguments
My rhymes got ya open like they set a pick
My lyrics have you captivated and engaged, like a well-executed basketball pick
Everybody wanna get mad and grab a heaters
Everyone wants to get angry and reach for their weapons
Im adding money by the minute like cab meters
I'm constantly accumulating wealth and success, just like a taxi meter
I'm a forced to be reckoned with
I am a powerful and formidable presence to be taken seriously
Up to no good like a reverend's child watching a naked flick
I'm involved in mischievous activities, similar to a preacher's child watching explicit content
Ya see my words manage to cause nerve damage
My lyrics have the power to strongly affect and unsettle others
Intelligent but still ghetto as a serve sandwich
I possess intelligence while maintaining a raw and authentic street persona
I exfoliate; you can't hold your weight
I remove the superficial layers, exposing your inability to meet the challenge
I heard you rap and took a fence(offence) like I stole a gate
Upon hearing your rap, I felt offended and realized you lack originality
My ideology see em in my zone jabber
My way of thinking and expressing myself is evident in my focused state
You should be allowed to featured on ya own album
Your lack of talent and uniqueness is evident, you shouldn't even be featured on your own album
If ya got a heater dude you better load it fast
If you're carrying a gun, you should be ready to use it quickly
How the hell you a thug taking aerobics' class?
How can you claim to be tough while participating in low-intensity aerobic exercise?
He said he warn to be mashed up that bastard lying
He claimed to want to be challenged and defeated, but he was lying
I'm primed up to pass you because you past ya prime
I'm ready to surpass you because you're no longer at your best
Women or men if you come forward try'na win
Regardless of gender, if you step up to compete, trying to win
I make you reverse like saying the same rhyme again
I make you retreat and backtrack, just like repeating the same rhyme
My flow grievous it's like a defense with a clone of derrell revis
My rap flow is powerful and unstoppable, like a defensive football player with the skills of Derrell Revis
Coverin each of your receivers
I can effectively shut down and neutralize all of your strategies and tactics
Who could ever ask for more?
What more could anyone want or expect?
I fast-forward past the ward just to make the aftermath come afore
I skip past the obstacles and challenges, ensuring success even before the aftermath
See you like to dress up and show up with'cha hair all pressed up
You enjoy appearing well-dressed and styled, particularly your perfectly groomed hair
But me I tha, ca... man I messed up
But as for me, I admit I made mistakes, I messed up
But then I came back on the same track
But then I returned with determination and perseverance
Blow ya mind you can't even wonder where your brain's at
I will astonish and confuse you to the point where you can't even comprehend your own thoughts
Hit the conversation
I engage and dominate the conversation
I vacation in the same cage as eight bears waiting from hibernation
I find relaxation and comfort in challenging and dangerous situations
Concrete feet in the water chances of beating me
My presence is solid and immovable, with a slim chance of anyone surpassing me
Are slimmer than a crack head with an eating disorder
The probability of defeating me is extremely low, even lower than that of a drug addict with an eating disorder
I'm taking the game over I'm in large in my zone
I am dominating and taking control of the rap game, fully confident in my abilities
Plus I'm building bars up like I was charging my phone
I am constructing and improving my lyrical skills, just like charging a phone's battery
Man I'm out here try'na get revenue while you capping
I'm out here hustling and making money, while you're just pretending or lying
You can turn the beat off sniper I'm through rapping
Even if the beat stops, I'm still a threat and powerful, I'm done rapping for now
Contributed by Jacob W. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
Jay Cas
To think disc 1 is better than most emcees' albums is CORRECT!
lookleftdude
"The only punch line you know about is waitin' for a cuppa juice." LMAO
PMTrain
I got put on today...this is fire Favorite lines: "make rappers move around like foster kids" "Rhymes got you open like they set a pick" 'Full of shit like a basket at a shopping spree" The Truth
Madden Legend
Listen to all of his albums!
Léo Turbide
@Patrick Kenney I counted them and there is 57. Listened to them all took me almost a full year lol
Patrick Kenney
@Léo Turbide Plus they are all dense!
Léo Turbide
Yeah takes time tho theres like 45-50 of them hahaha
Jay Cas
Madden Legend word fam!
CHP2K
I wish I could rap like K Rino. lol
ClassWarMatrix
real shit lmao