K-Rino (born Eric Kaiser) is a rapper from Houston, Texas. He is the founde… Read Full Bio ↴K-Rino (born Eric Kaiser) is a rapper from Houston, Texas. He is the founder and leader of the rap group South Park Coalition (S.P.C.). K-Rino started rapping in 1983 and his first release was with the group Real Chill in 1986. In 1987 he founded the S.P.C.. it wasn't until the 90s when he started releasing solo albums however beginning with 1993's "Stories From The Black Book".

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

Lyrical Grind
K-Rino Lyrics

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[Hook:]
It's our time, to shine
And make, a million
We are the ones, that bump and grind all day
So, we're ghetto children

[K-Rino:]
I come so hard, they put a stray jacket on my tongue

Bust flows, with handcuffs on my lungs
Didn't have a gun, but the blast still stung
Didn't have a rope, but his ass still hung
Living in the ghetto, no time to smile
Laws and playa haters, get placed in one pile
By the time they realized, they legs were chopped off
My foes, had already ran 21 miles
When it's time to hit the streets, I ain't got no friend
We're all living in sin, multiplied by ten
Down to spit a word, at the speed of the wind
And never be ashamed, to tell you hoes I punched in
You came to the table, ready to throw quick
Wanna see how aggravated, my lyrical flow get
Got jacked, looking for a new target to go hit
(you be rapping your ass off K), no shit
I see I gotta be the one, to let the world know
Just because your words rhyme, don't mean you got flow
Y'all don't wanna run up, on K and Z-Ro
We was writing on your level, at the age of 4
Ain't saying a damn thang, talking loud
Flows weaker than water, still acting proud
Every wack ass show you throw, you got mo'
Motherfuckers on stage, than it is in the crowd
On top challengers, I can face those
The coldest in the game, no doubt we rape flows
Can you create, tight shit
Without having to smoke some weed first, oh you can't case closed
I'ma take the game, to levels you never seen
Teach you bout delivering, lyrics you never mean
Pushing a perpendicular, paragraphs of punishment
Mutilating the devil, and stinging him till you scream
Quick to make a lick, then handle the ends
Putting tricks to bed, when I'm rattling chins
Strangle, hitting from a psychological angle
Backdo' him, till he feel like he battling twins
Been in the game, since 1984
Love the underground, fuck the radio
Need a billion dollas, 'fore I leave out the do'
So devils and fake partnas, so long they gotta go

[Hook]

[Z-Ro:]
Staying on the grind, all the day long
Puffing on a sack, until all the hate gone
Steady running, through my veins
I gotta go and get a pocket full of change, hustling before all the day gone
I been pimping a pen but, probably fluctuation in the nation
Of poverty, stricken people
So everybody, trying to get a piece of the pie
But the pie for white people, in the land of evil
Me myself, I'm a goodfella
Raining on a hater parade, grab an umbrella
Catch you at the light, catch you at the ATM teller
Young fella, at his last hour
Caught up, in a non sugar coated shower
Raw damaging, motherfuckers ain't managing
To get away, from my beam
Leave a nigga not standing when, I shoot him and stab him
Can't get away, from my team
Ain't nothing but killers and drug dealers, and blood spillers in one spot
Eagle talons hollow points, and regulars in one glock
Take it out, it take one cock
Take over the whole city, but begin with one block
It's a promise, of paper will put a pimp plump out a pocket side
Motherfucker I'm willing to kill, and willing to die
Any nigga willing to try, cause I don't bar nothing
Leaving son of a bitches, in stitches
For my riches, cause I'm paid in cash
Running up on em, where the wet marijuana square
Fried out, who's gonna save his ass
Sick cause I don't like busting a men, I gotta get my grub on
So my family, can get they grub on
And when we grubbing, it's a family affair
Gotta get enough grub, for everybody to grub on
Everyday all day, on a mission to make that money
Gotta get that pay, K dash Rizino and Z-Riggy-Riggy Ro
Gon get our share, and fuck ass and for
We taking it, leaving bald spots in they hair
Life is hard, but it's fair

[Hook]

[Bridge:]
Penitentiary chances, taken
We're risking, our own li-i-ives
But now, we pimp a pen all day
Collecting G's

[Hook]

[Bridge]

Overall Meaning

The song Lyrical Grind is a collaboration between two Houston-based rappers, K-Rino and Z-Ro, who rap about their experiences growing up in the ghetto and using their lyrical skills to rise above their circumstances. The hook emphasizes the idea of making a million through hard work and determination. K-Rino opens the first verse with rapid-fire rhymes, claiming he's so good that he raps with a straitjacket on his tongue and handcuffs on his lungs. He raps about living in the ghetto and facing challenges from the law and haters. He also takes pride in his abilities, claiming that he was writing on the same level as his competitors when he was only four years old. Z-Ro takes over the second verse, rapping about his experience hustling to make money and staying on the grind all day long. He also emphasizes the idea of unity in the chorus and mentions his willingness to kill and die for his mission.

The song is full of metaphors and wordplay that showcases the rappers' lyrical abilities. They rap about their lives growing up in the ghetto and the struggles they faced, using their music to rise above their circumstances. The song emphasizes the importance of hard work and determination in achieving one's goals, even in the face of adversity. Through their words, the two rappers convey the message that anyone can make it if they work hard enough.

Line by Line Meaning

It's our time, to shine
We have the opportunity to succeed and become wealthy.

And make, a million
We have the goal of making a million dollars through our talent.

We are the ones, that bump and grind all day
We work hard and tirelessly every day to achieve success.

So, we're ghetto children
We come from disadvantaged backgrounds and have experienced hardship.

I come so hard, they put a stray jacket on my tongue
My flow is so intense that it feels like I need to be restrained in a straitjacket.

Bust flows, with handcuffs on my lungs
I flow with such force and intensity that it feels like my lungs are restrained by handcuffs.

Didn't have a gun, but the blast still stung
I don't need weapons to cause damage with my powerful words.

Living in the ghetto, no time to smile
Growing up in poverty and violence leaves little room for joy and happiness.

Laws and playa haters, get placed in one pile
The system and those who try to bring me down are all grouped together as obstacles to overcome.

By the time they realized, they legs were chopped off
My opponent's defeat happens swiftly and unexpectedly.

My foes, had already ran 21 miles
My enemies are weak and easily defeated, having only run a short distance compared to my endurance.

When it's time to hit the streets, I ain't got no friend
There are no allies in the harsh world of the streets; one must make it through on their own.

And never be ashamed, to tell you hoes I punched in
I'm not afraid to admit that I have physically fought and defeated my opponents.

Just because your words rhyme, don't mean you got flow
Rhyming doesn't automatically make someone a skilled rapper; it takes true talent and skill.

We was writing on your level, at the age of 4
We have been honing our craft since childhood, and are still better than many rappers who have entered the scene later in life.

Every wack ass show you throw, you got mo' Motherfuckers on stage, than it is in the crowd
The people performing at your shows are more numerous and less talented than the actual fans in the crowd.

On top challengers, I can face those The coldest in the game, no doubt we rape flows
I am confident in facing challenging opponents, and am considered one of the best in the game.

Can you create, tight shit Without having to smoke some weed first, oh you can't case closed
True talent and creativity does not require the use of drugs or other substances to achieve.

Quick to make a lick, then handle the ends
I am efficient in making money and handling business dealings.

Caught up, in a non sugar coated shower Raw damaging, motherfuckers ain't managing
Caught up in a harsh, brutal reality where people are struggling and not succeeding.

Can't get away, from my team Ain't nothing but killers and drug dealers, and blood spillers in one spot
My team is made up of dangerous individuals who are capable of causing harm and committing crime.

It's a promise, of paper will put a pimp plump out a pocket side Motherfucker I'm willing to kill, and willing to die
The promise of money can be a motivator for committing violent acts, and I am willing to go to extreme lengths for success.

Gotta get enough grub, for everybody to grub on
We work hard to provide for our families and loved ones, and share our success with them.

Life is hard, but it's fair
The world can be a difficult and unforgiving place, but everyone has the opportunity to succeed with hard work and determination.

Contributed by Mackenzie E. Suggest a correction in the comments below.

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