K-Rino - Journey Thru The Metaphor Labyrinth (Video) video free download


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Duration: 05:48
Uploaded: 2014/05/16

Track 8 off of "80 Minute Eternity" by K-Rino (2012)

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8 years ago

Josh H

First person to memorize this ill pay 100$

8 years ago

Justin Wilson

K-Rino is not from Planet Earth! His intelligence his very high!

8 years ago

MattyK

I spend most of K-Rinos songs with my head in my hands shaking it side to side, completely dumbfounded by his rhymes. His mixture of intelligence and artistry is astronomical, it's just unreal.

8 years ago

munib turkanovic

THE BEST K RINOThese mainstream rappers are kitty cats. Excellent Work - Props to the developers.

8 years ago

Hash Incorperated

Which album or mixtape is this off?

9 years ago

Basjejo

This actually gave me a headache, I think he literally mind-fucked me with his skill XD

9 years ago

Anafza Chadash Naaman

K-RINO: The incomparable and irreplaceable inmeasurable dimensional ageless untraceable particle RAP visionary, WHO'S INCOMPREHENSIBLE MANIFESTATIONS AREN'T MAINSTREAM NOR UNDERGROUND, BUT BRAINSTREAM AND ABOVE THE CLOUDS OUT AND INSIDE OF EVERY SPACE!

9 years ago

Anafza Chadash Naaman

In the beginning was RAP, and RAP was with K-RINO, and RAP was K-RINO.The same was in the beginning with K-RINO. All lyrical rhymes were made by him; and without him was no lyrical rhyme made that was made. In him was the gift and talent. The gift and talent was the edutainment of and for men. And the edutainment shineth in darkness; and the darkness comprehended it not. And RAP was made flesh, and dwelt among us, and we beheld his manifested glory and victorious triumphs, the glory and triumphs as of the only begotten and firstborn of its source, our Father in heaven, full of love from above, full of awaring concern and full of the invisible as well as the visible reality on topics such as: time, space and matter.Peaceful sjalom to K-RINO, his spiritual journey fits the scripture passage of a letter to the Romans, chapter 12 verse 2.

9 years ago

Dopa Mean

THIS IS IT?! THIS IS THE SONG A BUNCH OF FAGGOTS THINK IS THE MOST LYRICAL SONG THEY KNOW!? WTF THIS IS BULLSHIT

9 years ago

Jamie Strickland

How many words are in this Guys?? Im to high to count,

9 years ago

Kakarot

He's untouchable like non-contact violence!

9 years ago

Intimidating Button

I'm not sure you peoples are going I want to read this all but this is "half" a rap I made. I lust to turn my enemies to dust diminish them to rust and turn there feeble limbs to crust you better duck when I bust, the world itself fears me when I get angry and start to cuss I thrust you off the edge of an African bluff and malevolently laugh when you land on an elephant tusk ... Oh No Rap is Dead! no it's not FOOL I just trapped it inside my head and it's getting torn up by a tornado of shrapnel and lead I'm the inventor of a new med that when consumed it turns you undead, I'm the master fire scroll unread and once you read it, it toasts you like bread with an eternal blaze as if you were locked in an infernal cage, I LIFT IN THE AIR in a spiraling rage and drop fire nukes on you like an ancient Arch Mage my words seep through the creases of your FaceBook page and turn you to a sage my skull has protruding blades that snap off and commence a midair sword fight with you while simultaneously pelting you with incendiary grenades. RAHHH I'm ruthless at times FOOL I don't need to pack nines I speed up everything and BLAST YOU WITH TIME the lyrical sorcerer of rhyme when I speak the vibrations dislocate your spine I go to the forest and one hand hammer you to the ground with a 20 foot PINE while balancing on a one millimeter thick line, I use your backbone to support my tilting throne I don't use swords I beat you with the hilt alone I speak to you in a malevolent tone I come through line MC's up and shoot them up like Al Capone I'm the swiftest in this multisyllabic business and I'll end this here and now by ripping out your appendix with the best of my anatomical senses and leave the internal flow of blood endless beyond the capability of fixes then punch you in the stomach so hard it leaves wind windless I am the definition of independence the founding father of rhyme I render it's existence and lure you in with the deceptive gimmicks! You spittle a little brittle flows that sound like a riddle of incomprehensibility I spit with tranquility your rhymes only improve fertility you have no dependability for me to even willingly loan you half a penny, you purposely try to the worst of your ability, you're so stupid you'd carry a nuclear bomb non-diligently and loosely tie it to the roof of a Bentley and drive it downhill into the cold sea boldly. I was born in a rap incubator the lyrical terminator with my incinerator that has a steady lock on a hater one shot made a crater like a touchdown from an extraterrestrial invader then slashed through you like Darth Vader with a red light saber. I can rap all day long and still have enough breath to blow down a brick house your breath couldn't move the tail of a dead mouse I don't benefit an ounce for battling you, I evolve an battle a mutated form of peekachu split him in two then make his family receive an eternal revenue of elephant poo, I'm omniscient with these flows I put your whole crew on one side and bombard you with barrage of arrows I have more power than 10,000 pharaohs that have gleaming wings like angelic sparrows I scare MC's away like lyrical scarecrows I'm so evil I put on cleats just to step on your bare toes I'm cold enough to were hell snows I rip off your noes then dive into your throat with both my elbows you skidded all the way to the UK and crash landed into a bunch of Jolly Old Fellows I asphyxiate you with a pile of pillows I smash MC quintuplets and turn them to five different flavored jello's then squeeze the air out of them like bellows. I speak verses that reach 30 below freeze you and buries you in snow I lift up in a fury and glow flatten you out and bake you up like dough, swinging swords like an angry samurai if you touch me I cut your hand off like The Book of Eli, I'm a high ranking celestial spy that snaps a picture of your eye and sends it to the space emperor guy, I rip out a part of the sky your flows are so boring it makes me sigh and want to tie you to a balcony up high. I'm the faded orb everyone sees in the corner of their pictures don't read me biblical scriptures or I'll curl up and burn like magma in plastic pitchers I force you to drink toxic mixtures throw your body parts in food blenders while wearing a Jason mask and suspenders. I cut your body in half with a teaspoon I swung it so hard! No offense, I'd battle you but you'd have to use a green card and if you even arrive I leave you permanently marred and sent back to the country you were in at the start, before the day commences I put up endless rows of fences in a maze pattern so the contestants battlin' enter the maze and start scatterin' and once they confront me I reach into space and pelt them with endless copies of Saturn! You have a flow a homeless man wouldn't steal TO ME your just another meal you feel there ain't no room for a deal I just peel skin off your face 'til you kneel and make you squeal like a dying seal then push you down a hill you roll down like a wheel and you land so fast the color of your blood is still teal your fake self is only mad at me because I'm real. Even if I'm not ready and you destroy me my clone army will pull a evolved clone of me from a bottomless category, I come from a rap laboratory constructed by a celestial rap majesty inside a celestial fictional story, so in other words I'm a legend inside of a legend I'm a famous rap reverend who receives the highest dividend. Our Marines are amazing the disciples of the land with rifles in hand who protect us from the poison gland of the eternal damned theres a thin strand of sin to be banned! Blood rains from the sky as I rip a hole in your eye the size of a 20 foot pie then I let it dry pick up a shard of your own blood and stab you in the windpipe, hell is where I dwell as the overseer come over here and touch me I dare you! I rip off your ear and kick you into a posted spear your scream rattles the atmosphere and sends down a hanging chandelier that crashes into you like an out of control skier high on weed and drunk on beer the only emotion you receive when standing around me is fear as if your reflection is drowning in a mirror it may seam unclear at first but I'm this generations rival peer that smashes queer MC's every year ITS A SPIRITUAL HABITUAL RITUAL PACKED INTO A MISSLE THAT SPIRALS OUT OF A CELESTIAL PISTOL AND CRASHES INTO YOUR TEMPLE and this was all written by a pencil in the ancient past a thousand years ago as a suspenseful theoretical dimple in history that's exactly centrical and esoterically hidden from the mental, I am the sentinel of rhyme the mountain you can't climb with sublime flows that halts time when I speak my mouth releases venomous prehistoric slime that touches you and shrivels up your mind I'm a lyrically fully loaded Carbine that denigrates crime and hangs it tightly from a vine I surpass my prime you're about as clueless as a blind, deaf, mime walking across a nuclear mine, I conceal your flow in a cloak of flames and push you into opened propane tanks your strains relates to dull shanks that've been incessantly ran over by tanks. I scare you so bad your shadow hides under your bed shivering with the monster that was already under your bed you winning is all in you head using my style will result in you dead with a moped embedded in your leg, I'M SO HARD THAT WHEN I DIE MY GHOST BURSTS OUT OF MY TORSO WITH FLAMING SWORDS AND MURDERS EVERYONE AROUND ME AND LEAVES THEM DANGLING BY EXTENSION CORDS to serve as a warning to all the medieval Lords trying to crawl out of Ouija Boards ... I go to war with endless clones of Minotaur you've never been this far to even compare a bar I throw you in a pit of tar take you back out then ram you back in with a death car one verse of mine will incinerate the Death Star but this isn't Star Wars this is that one movie that always has blood on the floors I'll stick dynamite in your face and literally open your pores roast you up like s'mores split you into fours and feed you to a 6 legged cannibalistic horse then drive off in a shiny red Porsche travel back in time and start rapping in Norse, I MURDA MC's with no remorse! In my atmosphere when you breath a thousand razor blades flow down your esophagus I throw you into a stampeding rhinoceros that knocks you into a conveniently placed sarcophagus I chew you up like a box of ritz jetted up with neurotoxins then open a keg of apocalypse I ground you like grits there's no stopping my astronomic floating oculus attached to a brain larger than a hippopotamus my intellect is bottomless it's only obvious that you cannot get passed this ominous defense but you have that pretense that needs a re-rinse your lucky I don't mince you and commence a ritual that hangs you by clothes pins, I'm more spiritual than 10,000 angelical omens conducted by winged paladins 

9 years ago

01Nihilist

"Moving with the force of a whale fleet." I don't know why but this line sounds so epic. Imagine a guy coming at you with that amount of force. 

9 years ago

etemon777

Oh, I get it. Paradox = Pair of docs. Two surgeons.

9 years ago

Virtuoso

Listen to this at 2 speed and prepare for your head to explode

9 years ago

Nocturnal Tunes

The vid that went with was exellent!

9 years ago

Militant Mike

1 person's head exploded while listening to this song......I on the other hand just leveled up

9 years ago

Daniel Witt

Ambition-

9 years ago

Rapsomeone HammaH

Forensics and Journey thru the mataphor have the same word positioning to create the same flow, however, he also did use few words from the Forensics which makes it obvious. Tho they are on the same intelectual level...just different alternatives, different context on the same plane of existance

9 years ago

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