Cypher Thread

*mari* wrote:

well thats cool no more pulling hoes
jayrock arent u on everyones list of foes
damn ya hustle is wack
u free advertisement dude get real *INSERT SMACK*
.25 cent a click
do u really think that will make u rich
maybe if u was actually money hungry u would specialize is sucking dick
or learn some game from mari and u can be the real "hitch"

almost had me there

this is getting fun for come backs

3 times now ive heard u wanna battle me
u cant handle me
im causing verbal fatalities

mortal kombat, naw nigga this payback
close ur mouth, keep the flies out
cuz ur rhymes r wack

it is wut it is bitch
kill or be kill bitch
this souf kaks finest
u jus a snitch bitch

Mr. i'll tell if u wanna know ass nigga
afraid to go outside in the dark bitch made ass nigga
u dont hold the block down
u hold a cock clown

so next time u wanna battle u better have 100 rounds
u just a lame who

ok i quit........im not fucking with u know more.......or am i......check back tonight please im going to have to actually think this one out

man u crazy... that wasnt even directed to u.

it was an open ryhme....lmao

catch a bod like it was sprayed
catch me in a stereo getting played
the chicks they love me
rubbing on the chest it's love me
smash and run like rugby
might be a little pudgy
but a dime can add up in pennies
I was taught by various jennies
brock talk pop lock you got shell shock
knock em out like big show knock knock

I benjamin button
my time go in reverse, I was born in the hearse
niggas mad feminine coming outta purse
I hang on the dashboard the industry curse
4080 baby mad shady prolly the most
gotta feel me in the heart like you just seen a ghost
got em red in the face like a celebrity roast
I been down and out but never in the closet
extreme styles like otto rocket
gangsta as they come with no gun in the pocket

I...


I was made out of the ground...the dirt
I eat weak spitters for desert, i hope that hurt
I keep my eyes on the good stuff like a pervert
I still at the same time keep the eyes in the back of my head on the alert
Imma bulldoze to the top and tear down the establishment like its a tee shirt.
Dont mess with me or ya body will be found in the desert..
(right back into the dirt)

i was made street smart cus a nigga aint mentally challenge
coming battle me on the rap side is like rude battling passion
my money long urs is midget mac and nate robinson
and ima make it big from a small country like jason thompson
but i wanna stay real not get to cocky
but this was anotha spinna aka hard body

..
My coke money's in cleaners
Give it a fresh rinse
That bitch wit the tech, first line of defense
Pullin' up in the Ac' black shit wit dents
Test her aim, we'll be speaking your name in past tense
Dress have you stressed till all black the scheme
Chest poor formation when I'm wit my team
Stand on the back line, rope fit for kings
How we floss, high gloss, we livid through your dreams
Death before dishonor, cut by Kitana
Play while I lay, bathhouse Tijuana
Getting fucked by Lana, hoes in the sauna
Like I asked though, but her head was the trauma
Arrogant for a reason, sex all season
Two chicks, one dick, the odds are uneven
Niggaz die for treason, heart stop beating
Hang em from the lightpoles wintertime, when it's freezing
Take the safety off lock, forty cali' chrome cock
All I wanna hear, pows and pops
And your last two breaths fore your breathin stop
Bodysnatch you, whether it's rhythm or ones
Bodysnatch you, whether grenade or guns
Yo to all of my rivals, hold you bitches liable
When it's time I'm pulling out my nine from the Bible

wn3 wrote:

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My coke money's in cleaners
Give it a fresh rinse
That bitch wit the tech, first line of defense
Pullin' up in the Ac' black shit wit dents
Test her aim, we'll be speaking your name in past tense
Dress have you stressed till all black the scheme
Chest poor formation when I'm wit my team
Stand on the back line, rope fit for kings
How we floss, high gloss, we livid through your dreams
Death before dishonor, cut by Kitana
Play while I lay, bathhouse Tijuana
Getting fucked by Lana, hoes in the sauna
Like I asked though, but her head was the trauma
Arrogant for a reason, sex all season
Two chicks, one dick, the odds are uneven
Niggaz die for treason, heart stop beating
Hang em from the lightpoles wintertime, when it's freezing
Take the safety off lock, forty cali' chrome cock
All I wanna hear, pows and pops
And your last two breaths fore your breathin stop
Bodysnatch you, whether it's rhythm or ones
Bodysnatch you, whether grenade or guns
Yo to all of my rivals, hold you bitches liable
When it's time I'm pulling out my nine from the Bible

wn3

Short story narrative

Been alive for 5,471 days on this earth
5,471 days of life..i dont think its something i deserve
thinking back on all the bad things ive done and i deserve to burn for each one
5,471 days, i've sinned everyday but i still believe in God's only son
since i believe all my sin can be undone
5,471 days ago is where my life begun
first day out the womb, next day exposed to the sun
I didn't understand that this life is just one big war
and I hope to be apart of it for 5,471 days more.

I heard what Jay said K said now what did they said
it is we the people standing tall like a steeple
Me I feel like I still got more to give more life to live
it still more bitchs for me to bring home and stick my dick in they ribs
More niggas to get beat like they name was Mr. Tibs
More lives to change more hardcore shit more ganster shit
more murder mysteries more nas telling about our peoples histories
Gangster kisses of death corosion and acid on breath with a honey dip spliff
cough syrup to be drunk up more dro make the room smell skunked up
More pills to make me feel honey the kids got shrunked up
More memories to be made with the fam and the crew more niggas to get whipped
more times to fight more times to be wrong and right and out of sight
more niggas moeny to be tricked out of hand slight more guns to get pulled might
sorry but its too much left so tell than angel to go fuck himself he don't need to talk to me
He don't need to come and see cus I seen it all ball till I fall and I ain''t tired
son still live wired so until then until I get my first benz I struck a deal with the devil
everyone elses mic gets turned off and mine up jumps the trebel
So until that time till everybody done heard me rhyme i can't say im a drop the earth
Im a keep shipping my shit out like the port of perth

Prime Time wrote:

I heard what Jay said K said now what did they said
it is we the people standing tall like a steeple
Me I feel like I still got more to give more life to live
it still more bitchs for me to bring home and stick my dick in they ribs
More niggas to get beat like they name was Mr. Tibs
More lives to change more hardcore shit more ganster shit
more murder mysteries more nas telling about our peoples histories
Gangster kisses of death corosion and acid on breath with a honey dip spliff
cough syrup to be drunk up more dro make the room smell skunked up
More pills to make me feel honey the kids got shrunked up
More memories to be made with the fam and the crew more niggas to get whipped
more times to fight more times to be wrong and right and out of sight
more niggas moeny to be tricked out of hand slight more guns to get pulled might
sorry but its too much left so tell than angel to go fuck himself he don't need to talk to me
He don't need to come and see cus I seen it all ball till I fall and I ain''t tired
son still live wired so until then until I get my first benz I struck a deal with the devil
everyone elses mic gets turned off and mine up jumps the trebel
So until that time till everybody done heard me rhyme i can't say im a drop the earth
Im a keep shipping my shit out like the port of perth

Niggas from Louisiana be spittin da truth huh...excluding all da mainstream rappers...
smh @ Wayne, Baby, BG, Juvenile....all dem niggas...

Troy504 wrote:

Prime Time wrote:

I heard what Jay said K said now what did they said
it is we the people standing tall like a steeple
Me I feel like I still got more to give more life to live
it still more bitchs for me to bring home and stick my dick in they ribs
More niggas to get beat like they name was Mr. Tibs
More lives to change more hardcore shit more ganster shit
more murder mysteries more nas telling about our peoples histories
Gangster kisses of death corosion and acid on breath with a honey dip spliff
cough syrup to be drunk up more dro make the room smell skunked up
More pills to make me feel honey the kids got shrunked up
More memories to be made with the fam and the crew more niggas to get whipped
more times to fight more times to be wrong and right and out of sight
more niggas moeny to be tricked out of hand slight more guns to get pulled might
sorry but its too much left so tell than angel to go fuck himself he don't need to talk to me
He don't need to come and see cus I seen it all ball till I fall and I ain''t tired
son still live wired so until then until I get my first benz I struck a deal with the devil
everyone elses mic gets turned off and mine up jumps the trebel
So until that time till everybody done heard me rhyme i can't say im a drop the earth
Im a keep shipping my shit out like the port of perth

Niggas from Louisiana be spittin da truth huh...excluding all da mainstream rappers...
smh @ Wayne, Baby, BG, Juvenile....all dem niggas...

i agree with baby and wayne, but bg and juvi.... naw

c'mon yal lets get to 100 posts...

enuff of the b.s. make room for the best now/
time for me to see who really up for the test now/
some of yall niggas puss,im about to pull ya dress down/
expose yall for what yall are/
lil teenage girls in ya push up bras/
come get devoured/
I'm R.Kelly giving yall a golden shower/
yeah dat might seem foul but damn somebody gotta do it/
niggas step up in da cypha disrespect it and abuse it/
da sad thing is most of yall niggas really clueless/
it's some frauds in the cypha copy and pasting music!/
I really hate to do it..nah wait dats a damn lie/
I been sitting back waiting for a sacrafice to crucify/
this is just to let yall know that I got yall in my aim/
next time im coming harder pointing fingers, naming names

you gotta be ya own man with this
you can't say another nigga rhyme
and expect to not get dissed
matter of fact, right now... im kinda pissed
any person come at me wrong they will be dismissed
and don't worry when i get rid of you, you won't be missed
it turns out you was a hoe that act hard then when its
your time you don't do shit
you was a lame the wole time you punk ass bitch
make things eazy for any future opponents
think about it and decide to just quit

nice

bombarding the cypha wit lyrical air strikes/
im from a hood where niggas get took for their air nikes/
and don't come sportn dem Jays, you paid a buck fifty?/
you might as well just give em up quickly/
so excuse me if I step in da cypha and talk junk/
den dare one yall wave niggas to come jump/
dats just da hood in me cuz fam where i come from/
I'm like the rap Debo and " This is my mic punk!"/

gataboyslim wrote:

enuff of the b.s. make room for the best now/
time for me to see who really up for the test now/
some of yall niggas puss,im about to pull ya dress down/
expose yall for what yall are/
lil teenage girls in ya push up bras/
come get devoured/
I'm R.Kelly giving yall a golden shower/
yeah dat might seem foul but damn somebody gotta do it/
niggas step up in da cypha disrespect it and abuse it/
da sad thing is most of yall niggas really clueless/
it's some frauds in the cypha copy and pasting music!/
I really hate to do it..nah wait dats a damn lie/
I been sitting back waiting for a sacrafice to crucify/
this is just to let yall know that I got yall in my aim/
next time im coming harder pointing fingers, naming names

who copied and pasted?

ya mic punk?
bitch please u spittin straight junk
u sound like a soulja boy reject
o know whats next
u say u the rap debo
damn son are u emo?
go get the blade off the shelf and cut ya self
u need to be like joe budden rocking a jacket that makes u hug ya self
u keep spitten ya kindergarden rhymes
i will stick to pickin up dime
so try again please
next time dont make me yawn and sneeze

*mari* wrote:

ya mic punk?
bitch please u spittin straight junk
u sound like a soulja boy reject
o know whats next
u say u the rap debo
damn son are u emo?
go get the blade off the shelf and cut ya self
u need to be like joe budden rocking a jacket that makes u hug ya self
u keep spitten ya kindergarden rhymes
i will stick to pickin up dime
so try again please
next time dont make me yawn and sneeze

Mari?... come on man who let dis nigga start rapping/
as soon as i saw his name I instantly start laughn/
I mean, come on really man dis gotta be a joke/
how da hell u even rapping wit a dick shoved down ya throat (no homo)
you shoulda stayed in line now you swimming wit da sharks/
who been waiting for a victim to start ripping apart/
you talk about my avy dats the angel of death/
and the sword in his hand is now chopping ya neck/
you shoulda did ya research bitch I aint da average rapper/
one of dese soulja boy whipper snappers/
but i gotta give u thanks cuz dis was a first for me/
it's not every day that I get to battle E.T.