Lyrics:

[Intro: K-Rino]
Come inside the pantheon
Come inside the pantheon

[Verse 1: K-Rino]
Over great depths I side step, I expanded my mental biceps
By doing five million rhyme exercise reps
When I'm confronted I lose it, the truth is I concluded
Compared to me perfection needed improvement
See they found the remnants of a man inside a torched van
Terrorized him so bad, after murking him his corpse ran
I post numbers that would please the average sports fan
My smallest thought strand is larger than Otis Thorpe's hand
Now I know just what my shrink means, technology so extreme
I don't need to touch my phone I got a think-screen
Once you see me dementia starts sinking in
Thorns develop in your eyelids, you'll never blink again
The coalition starts swarming ya
The blood and mucus comes once the first thorn is torn through your cornea
The mic metal melts off the reverse suicide killer
Who somehow still murks you after I bump myself off

[Hook x2: K-Rino]
So come into the Pantheon
Understand, my cranium's a Pantheon
Come into the Pantheon
My cranium's a Pantheon
(Go ahead)

[Verse 2: K-Rino]
I swing a rhyming belt, to think like me your mind will melt
I'm greater than the greatest of all time because I'm time itself
A mathematically phenomenal when gunning you
I promise you I can pick a number between one and two
Let's talk about my great brain, its frame grows like 'weight gain'
I'll stand in the lane and take a charge for a freight train
You might not want to say my name if you hate pain
I make wind from flames and use the same wind to create rain
My tongue's a bed razor and bristles that release blazing hot missiles
Equal in heat to Capsaicin Crystals
I channel my inner Rambo and handle you with mechanical ammo that will dismantle a man down to the Nano
Then I elevate, lyrically telestrate, quickly regenerate my clever traits
And come back to decimate like Leatherface
Murdering earthlings, prolific word king
As my pen moves with the speed of a Hummingbird's wing

[Hook x2: K-Rino]

[Verse 3: K-Rino]
They opened me and found a golden key
Right below my left shoulder is a kaleidoscope that holds the globe where oceans be
I'm scary type, I'll be breaking every mic
I'm so great that I can chase you on a stationary bike
Understand I don't bang but I'm dangerous in a raw scuffle
Always keep my hood up as if I was having car trouble
K is cool but my alter-ego's not as nice
Even when I'm mixed up I'm cold as fire and hot as ice
Could out-think a top scholar as a vegetable
See better blind than you could with x-ray spectacles
My head grows at a rate man won't understand
It expands wide enough to snap an equator size head-band
Fragment scatter out and on the moon they soon land
Run my fist through your stomach and pulled back a maroon hand
My rap skill is great, points I cleverly score
One-eight-seven on two rappers that's a three-seventy-four

[Hook x2: K-Rino]