SOUTH PARK COALITION

SOUTH PARK COALITION

South Park Coalition (S.P.C.) is a coalition of Houston hip hop rappers which K-Rino started in 1986, wanting
 to unite the talent in his South Park neighborhood and the city of Houston.

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jabajaw
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Ha!

I'm the helter skelter

Bomb shelter melter

Stealth Atomic Alka-Seltzer

Top and bottom jaw welder

The secular thought exeter

A  whips from my texts are so extra wretched

It stretches from you to the derelict standing next to you

They gathering to battle us

Ghastly unaware of the fabulous passages in my vast cavernous staminas

I'm not a catalyst of avarice

I send raps in the mail that are more hazardous than Anthrax packages

The rap arachnid

Track critic

Who jiujitsu kicked the blue sky

And left a massive crack in it

I'm par excellence

User of sceptor wands

The genius spawn of uninterpretable lexicons

My anger hits high peaks that leave my eyes reddish

Explosive technician with a homicide fetish

Compose a symphony the first day life entered me

No doctor was needed

I performed a self delivery

My raps should be in a castle inhabited lavishly

With every manufactured character mapped in a tapestry

The sheet was seemingly blank

So the pitiful thinkIt was literal

But I write words in invisible ink

How much pillaging can a page do?

Well, if it's mine

It'll encage you

And electrically taze you back to age 2

I salivate a bubbling cauldron

That's so hot It takes a century just to cool down to scalding

In the ring aint no burning me out

You'll never get a standing 8

You'll get a laying down eternity count

I see through blizzards clear

Everyone's in fear when the Wizard's here

They placed a sheet over me

But when they raised it I had disappeared

I deceptively envelop you

My depth is too heated for you to swallow

Like a newborn sipping Thera Flu

I got several methods to stretch you in my weapon pool

So move!

Unless you got an extra neck to lose

K is never in a glamour mood

I'm a tyrannical fool

Who cannibalizes cannibals on channel 2

The ill mannered Bruce Banner dude

Who built a mechanical war craft

Without even reading the manual

I'm sarcastic and cynical

I got blinded amnesia

But I still didn't forget to not remember you

My parables are unbearable

I stammer you

Then shoot a verbal arrow through

Let it slice and make a pair of you

Storms come after the thunder starts

One spark will become a thought

I never left my feet and did a somersault

I'll throw a spear through the clear blue

And pierce you

Until you scream so loud

Venus people will hear you

Once a year I appear new

Got a mystical vehicle

That let's me see a thousand miles back in the rearview

I operate under several names

Mic murders

I can have arranged

I stomp and trample brains into gravel grains

Imitators become so enthralled

But once my vocals go in y'all

Intoxifying

Caked up on your colon walls

I'm so skillfully gifted

That I spit 6 verses on 7 beats

And every one of them were different

The next move I made was colder 7 flows on 6 beats

One each and had nothing left over

I'm here but I appear in disguise

I take inferior guys and make their eyes dematerialize

I did a historical check exploring my depths

And discovered I went to war with men before my conception

I be exploring facts

And recording tracks

That go deeper than swords in backs

And whacks from Lizzy Borden's ax

Experimenting new delayed effect raps

You walk away today

But months later your neck snaps

We are not on an even accord

6 months old

I was receiving a life-time achievement award

Lyrically I am the Omni

It's not beyond me

To gain energy from swallowing Red Bull tsunami's

I'm never in a cautious state

I go fishing for prehistoric prey in morbid dark waters

And use sharks for bait

Your epidermis will rot

During a skirmish

I learned to tie his neck into a tourniquet knot

Man, I promise you don't know the half

Every picture of my family from the last hundred years

I was in the photograph

I enjoyed all the trauma that my rap employed

I'm paranoid from the delusions of circular trapezoids

I bomb your vehicle

Unrighteously

Your windshield wipers were a sight to see

Trying to wipe me you'll wipe debris

The sci-fi movie enthusiast

The student of unruliness

Broke loose from Mount Vesuvius' nucleus

Antibiotic lyricist

Any mental impurities

I'm curing

Illustrator of thought

The cloud muralist

My pen is like a quick clean scalpel

I sleep strapped to dream clap you

Rap example of Sistine Chapel

I'm schizophrenic

Leprochan crazy

I mate with robot ladies and create deceptacon babies

My narratives leaves average men babbling

For faster land travel

I'll grow some back legs and start galloping

I'll hellahoola abracadabra men

And wrote a whole a whole album in 5 minutes

With my miraculous magic pen

 

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