Keystyle Cypher!

Audio Over Vocaroo: https://voca.ro/12v4u0cAoDsT

Bad clerks Can have Perks,
Thats the Mobb that'll turn on they Job, Flip, rob & Put the Last First!
I'll type a Keystyle but damn, that shit is MAAAD Hurt...
Trying make Bolds... Underlines & Caps Work....
I'd rather stabb Jerks, resort to knives, and Steal the bodies..
I should been born in 1945 so I could Chill wit Gotti..
Reveal Shotties & automatics when I go to war...
Cause I Eat MEAT & Beef; these faggots all Herbivores..
Shirk & turn me off like bitches on they Period
The Bloodly bloodclots, can't fuck or interfere wit it...:th_down:
Duck or get spear within.. your upper respiratory...
I'm a vet who's gory, I Puncture both lungs you try to step before me!
Get introspective, Teach lessons So you can Know the Veteran
Like Blessings from Pastors right after you have a solo Session
Except I'm... Interjecting these words into your Soloplexus :boobies:

Drop a bar off the top to leave these hoes perplexed with...
They already know I'm reckless...
So, expect it's nothing but agony if they go against this.
Flow tremendous enough to overload the senses
Tell 'em to get the pyrotechnics ready for my entrance...
Rolling in that bitch like Rick Flair..
Raw dogging, yelling out, "WOOOO!!!" in your bitch ear...
While you sit there, cucking...
Jason Luv; tell her to face the rug.
Have her in a long embrace, but it ain't a hug.
Shoot it on her face because...she'll taste it up like
"Take that nut, n' don't waste it, you interracial slut.
The load goes passing her chin...
She uses her hand and swallows it up faster than Katja Kassin...
Rappers have been on a level I've already surpassed, so I'm in
Hit Em' Up mode, like Tupac, when I'm snatch up this pen...
FUCK Metro Booming...
Take the subway out; got the Metro, booming.
Don't pay the rent, n' still expect to move in.
Yeah, I'm as "shocked" as you are...
Yet, when you hear me snap? It's electrocution.
My techs are shooting like IT for their retribution...
Uh... who got their stripes in the game, I'll be swiping their chain...
Omni man the planet wit' one bar - there will be no life to sustain...
Shit is cuckoo, I might be insane.
I'm looking at their raps like, "would you like to explain?"


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Yeah, too many people hyping the train...
Likely, my aim is harder than Homelander side-swiping a plane.
Drop the world on their head n' watch it crack into pieces.
The dogs come out off the rip, if I unfasten their leashes
Cats wanna a speak with a reverence but lack the uniqueness
necessary for them to accurately back up their thesis...

I'm in a cypher smoking emcee's like a viper -- I'm a tiger light moth type
POP MICS -- STOP PLIGHT -- cock back pistons like it's my blood type
I'm the rhymthm MC -- the creator of science and mathmatics --
BATTLE RIDDICK with standard kick shit -- I'm unstopabble --
I'm gray matter inside karma -- kicking it like it's pregnant--
dead faggot -- i'm the zenobite pen dragon!

Uh... not sure what that was about....
It isn't Halloween, but cats are masking their doubt..
Banging on the door, to be let back in the house...
Bitches want the fame, they sit their ass on the couch...
In front of a camera, self reflection's a bitch...
The barrel of a "gun" that is pressed to their lips...
Can't pay college tuition, feeling pressured to kiss..
Or get lectured, it's this dichotomy we fall into...
In search of a foundation, but I don't believe the architecture exists...
Writing novellas, breathing life into a raw soul...
I paint the portraits of tortured poets, then draw to a close...
And for all who oppose...
You can literally suck my balls through my clothes
I ain't apologizing to yall for my goals...
I'd rather be persecuted for my actions than fall on that sword...
Kids be green screening, trying to fool us to think they're balling on courts...
Shut it down before it hits its peak...
Fuck it raw and then flip the beat over politics - rinse, repeat.
Fuck units of measurements - I'm tired, n' ain't get a wince of sleep...
Not a lot of rappers on the roster going to this mystique.
Church's Chicken, vs Five Star Michelin joint - you getting the point?
I rap circles around their verses like, wow, it's personal, now.
When those curtains go down? I'm surgical...
Shit can go left quick, or go vertical.
Make an heir sick, word to vertigo.
Heard the flow deep... that's why I'm perching low.
Fuck half - assing. Assassin. I want to burn his soul.
Go from collection plates to correction, plate pressing in a prison, for life.
23 hour lock down, only 20 minute visiting rights.
And that's if your lucky.
Got the shit running like a nigga that's in Kentucky.
I'm a Good Guy, Doll - but this isn't Chucky.
I'm removing spirits, like a liquor employee...
Immortalized in the written my story for the kids that think they'll destroy me.
What's beef to a saute?
Haven't been religious, but I'm ready to crucify a sucker, if we 'cross' ways.
Cross blades, go across veins faster than a ball in lacrosse games
I'm "Action Bronson" tossing rappers, off-stage.
Uh, throw an intermission in this...
Kids tripping like Shockmaster, but not even Sid Vicious as this.
Flair like Rick, wit' the flick of the wrist...
Still kicking as if I'm Alex Pereira before UFC, if these kids wanna diss.
UH, then go turbo off the last boost.
Go outside and touch grass - flash in the pan turn you grass roots.

Random Shit...

You & I Are Not In Cahoots, Continue Throwing Shots In Dispute...
Until I Walk In A Booth & Drop Shit To Leave You Rot'n In Poop..
When The Glock Is Use I'm Killing Everything Your Oxygen Has Got To Reduce...
I'm Canadian & My Punches Make You Feel Like You Fought With A Moose...
Not To Rebuke But Y'all Keep Saying The Same Shit Am I Talking To Groot?...
What's Your Mawkish & Stupid Mocking To My Rockets & Nukes??...
You're Nothing More Than A Cockroach Being Squashed Under Boot...
What You Thought Was A Snap From The Jaws Of A Croc Was Just Moot...
Actually, I Could Argue That It Was Just The Try Hard Chops Of A Newt...
I'll Murder You With The Basics, There's Really Not A Lot To Compute...
Hop In A Coupe & Floor It 'Til I Crash Into Your Spot With The Proof...
Watch It...I'll Mop You & Dip Your Pockets For The Profits & Loot...
I'm Toxic At Root So Why Would You Choose To Box With A Brute??..
"My Body Is An Instrument Of Death" So In A Fight I Would Win But Not With A Flute...

Mkay...

Twin Glocks Pop Into View, Firing, Ya Mans Sliding Then It's Flaring A Peer...
BOOM BOOM!! Shots Are Defining, I Air It Out So That Your Hearing Impairs...
What Is There To Be Scared Of You Don't Even Nearly Compare...
You're Just Here To Despair, You're ILL Prepared To Bear A Fear This Severe...
Why Box When I Got A Deuce Like Numericals Squared..
But Where's The Merit In Making You Bitches Scream Like A Spirited Cheer...
I'm Not Contestable, Just The Death Of You, Confess To The Lord...
Play Stupid Games & Win Stupid Prizes, Come Get This Reward...
With The Stretch Of A Sword The Blood Spills From Your Neck To The Floor...
Your Wreckage Is Scored As A Win For Me That's The Essence Of War...

Until Next Time...

Word, that's the essence of war...
A long way from writing idle threats on messaging boards...
Now it's about pressing record...
They never felt this pressure before, I guess they ignored...
However, they'll remember real fast once the exit the door...
I was blessed with a more or less perspective, to score...
More or less moralless, with a dexterous core...
I pull this pen out, n' these messages form...
Self reflection-reform, these texts are as if you have stepped in a storm...
Uh. dropping lessons while the rest of them mourn...
The architects of the forums stretching out every lecture before 'em.
Yeah, I've been reading the news...
They fired up, but who is feeding the fuse?
Please tell us, because we are confused.
Faint echos of drowned out melodies leaving the rooms...
Listening to elected officials that we didn't choose.
Where do your allegiances lie?
I'd probably say on a display...
Speak about foreign policies you wanna dissuade?
Whatever comes to light, is gonna fall in the shade...
I mean, where do your morals go when you're not getting paid?
Often amazed by the dichotomy n' obvious sayings
Between commonality from the reality you got, in exchange...
Oh, not exactly the feature, then?
If we die, then we ascend... treating it like an easy end.
Out in the cold, but it will probably freeze by then.
You realize that it's far deeper than anything we can pen...
That winner circle? Is Paradoxical. There is lots to go...
Possible it's gone, just as soon as you cross the road...
Many obstacles got to watch for, so you have lost control...
Oscillating between how your thoughts will hold the subconscious load...
Woke minded, but sleep deprived...
See flashes of the Luxor Beam, as it meets your eye.
An affirmation of all of the secrets that you keep inside...
Full of rage now when you used to be a peaceful guy...
Bring that humanity out of you, so it can be alive...
Feel the flow of the conduit navigating uneven tides...
Say you haven't felt this way in a while - you'd be surprised.
The spirit dies, when the mind accepts that it lost.
Giving up on everything, not knowing the death that it caused.
Fuck it, I might as well live it, n' reap
the consequences as they come to me. Maybe then, it can humble me.
Perhaps, if my worlds collide? And I can no longer tell fact from fiction?
I'll live what comes next from the ashes n' never ask permission.

I once asked permission, bad decision, cataclysm, long story short I spent Xmas with my Dad in prison, as part of a nativity group I was acting with em, a white guy wearing polish playing a black magician, I'm not an active villain,
Although sometimes I run red lights for the buzz while I'm driving a bus cuz risking innocent lives is a rush, over time it's become more mild as it does so acquiring a license to fly is a must. I'll nosedive decline spiral n crush the entirety of the wings lining to dust in plight of the push to give my neurochemical synthesizers a thrust,
Minds cooked but never stops, mental box,
It's intellectual wilder vs zelenoff I'll spill ya brains on ya shoes for acting clever clogs,

Write whatever comes to my head inside of these letter logs
On high beams to navigate my perpetual mental fogs
Zelenoff was better off fighting jobs in the gym, than mobbing on him...
If he ditched the fight that day n' just SAID he beat him, he would have gotten the win!
Anyway, I'm sure he wouldn't box him again,
Especially when he's allowing guys named "Zhang" to give him shots to the chin.
Wait -- shots to the 'Chin - that's not a racist joke.
I hope you didn't take that the 'Wong way - that's for the Asian folk!
Bag's still carrying eggs on spoons, while I be breaking yolk
Across the heads of every leprosy patient, taking notes...
Break my mental chains from addiction; feel like a slave, to Coke.
However, I'm saying I'll never be Cotton any Plantation boats...
Wait -- that's a canoe. It's already on the lake now - what did you fasten it to?
Mastered the art of rapping through my ancestral African views
Emulating Frank Zappa jazz on handcrafted kazoos
As a counterculture protest to how they've manufactured their blues..
Wait -- I'm tripping... Live, from the echo chamber...
Keep everybody out of my radius, except a stranger.
The method ranger... break the 4th wall on the record player
Old souls, poking holes through the proverbial respirator
You can breathe through it, right?
No more than the black holes proceeding the light...
Drive any further towards it n' get your vehicle swiped.
Even despite all the hatred, they read it and type...
Hungry for the same belonging as the souls feeding the site.

Site feeder, whole sliced pizza,
I get "Daaaam!"s bigger than a goat-sized beaver,
Don't like flows that I wrote I'll leave ya,
Shook like an epileptic strobe light seizure,
No lie geezer, far be from it,
Rack 14 lines that's a party sonnet,
Bags on the rise cuz they can't sleep on it,
Opponents looking lost like, car keys, wallet,
Honest, your family all live in basements,
That don't have cavity wall insulation,
I keep a vac in the car, know what helped me decide?
Being incredibly kind I gave a leper a ride,
Should've seen how much skin he shed on the drive,
it could've literally filled the shed on my drive

Bro, you said something ‘bout a leper who shed skin.
You got tattoos of your shed, you’ve got shed skin.
Your dad’s dead in my shed. In my shed’s kin.
Shut up.
I don’t care about your shed, blud.
I ain’t the sharpest tool in the shed, but can shed blood.
You’d sit in your shed and cry about it, you’d shed tears,
Coz my shed’s an S and yours is an F. shed tiers.

Ay, keep Getting Better, Let’s Go. I’m Going For Gold as the best felon,
So many sheds for hiding the bodies, it’s shed heaven, I’ll leave this Brit-popped somewhere in Shed Seven.

I’ll film you drowning in a tub in my shed and then call the feds,
The footage’ll only be suitable for mature viewers. past the watershed.

Fighting me is like fighting Chewbacca, with murackas swinging em around like nunchaku so take a whiff through two nostrils.
I straight halt your drive like a huge pothole.
I listen to hit em up and who shot ya.
With more keys than derek zoolanders Mugatu.
So too all these cool monsters in new costumes.
I'm chopping ya down at your root posture.
So take what's deep seeded in your thoughts and hope something new blossoms.

Turning seeds into blossom, its my passion, why?
I'm the germinator, a robot sent back in time to keep plants alive,
I grow flowers incredibly,
Build aquaponics kits readily,
Pots everywhere like californian dispensaries,
I've had funny looks, now an awkward memory,
Of being overheard saying "I touch orchids tenderly",
Give me a vine to rear I'm a pioneer,
I know when to plant what at which time of year,
Trowels, pitch forks, all types of gear,
I got soil in my genes like diarrhoea

Aphids eat your houseplants, what a sad sight to bear,
Witness to this quiet suffering, those nutrients are scarce.
The plant calls out for help, yet no one cares.

But telepathically, they get your attention gradually,
With the will to live, it’s so beautiful to be still yet still forgive.

I know some spider mites that will invade your thoughts and build a web,
A gardener sleeps while chiggers burrow in the branches that fill his head.
Organic pesticides, death arrives—that’s how I best describe the overgrowth.
Fruit bears the seed of advanced degrees, various toxins will leave you comatose.

Don’t overdose, and the chances are,
What fertilizes and enhances will
Have you thriving while all the pests are killed.
Seasons passing, my plant still blooms and blossoms,
As I watch ants in soil tend to hills.

I’m the bees building castles, the wasps building pyramids,
The spider on the angle the angels they get mirrored with.
The butterfly and benefits, the crickets and the centipedes,
The multitudes of mischief when you enter those blueberry bushes' scented leaves.

Ill Turn cats catatonic,
And take a Prophet Hostage.
I'm not tryna fill my pockets.
My Conscience said, "it gets weirder I promise."
"And thats us being modest"..
said my Mirror an Faucet.
I think I lost it am i even concious
.My sink just started Walkin
Im makin medicine nauseous,
Oxy Cotton keeps Talkin and wont stop Coughin.
Purple pills made Relapse just Vomit
... pills start popping other pills and I keep Watching.
Alice walks in Applaudin Lights start flashin i start fallin...

"Happy Unbirthday!"
"Back to the place where it all started...."
"Skydiving down the rabbit hole you wanted".
"Tried to open the door but the Door Knobs Noddin."
"The Room Becomes a Stage and the Chairs BoomBoxes
"You're Haunted.."
"Haunted?."
"Yea You're Haunted.."
That Sounds Awesome.....................

Who are you? who am i?
My eyes recline, my feet slide too sweet of an incline.
Nothing to to increase my speed this Time..
Until a small beam reaches my unique mind..
I start to think why???
How did i become so sane in the first place..
"You tried finding something you wont know till your in the Dirt GRAVE.."
"....Your final action, ..no more games."
Some self sacrifice, some regret it every day.
Some lose there mind when they dont know the way
Some hate the world and love the worst pain... The same as us...
I look at myself and my eyes adjust... I look up...
And everythings as chaotic as it just was...
Back to square one...

"Happy Unbirthday!"
"Back to the place where it all started...."
"skydiving down the rabbit hole you wanted".
"Tried to open the door but the Door Knobs Noddin."
"The Room Becomes a Stage and the Chairs BoomBoxes
"You're Haunted.."
"Haunted?."
"Yea You're Haunted.."
That Sounds Awesome.....................

Im a little different listen one of the instruments is a Cricket
Like an egyption i keep my eye on the prize? Try the point of intrest.
Only when i release the Locusts and Bee's you see that these arent just insects.
You shakin the ground? I enter towns upside down in a Jet Hitting Eject..
No parachute let that ink set... God speed at the speed of Death.
Speaking of what we aint seen yet im takin the respect
Different Beast i guess Turn a Beach Head into a Sphinx Mess
From Musical chairs..... To "Do you like my neat desk?"
"Which beats gonna be next?"

Yo, I'm rapping it efficient don,
Don't mean to be a cunt, you spelled Egyptian wrong,
Alright I am being a cunt, I don't switch it on its just the viewpoint I'm living from,
Being happy must be a precious delight,
I walk round with a head full of spite, pretend to be nice, drive home and get in at night, look in the mirror, detestable sight, because I know I'm a cunt but we're all very alike,
Everyone's Dad's fucking everyone's wife,
But it's understandable because sex is the drive that's kept us alive,
I passed the mensa exam on a comedown from meth,
I wasn't proud, impressed, I was down, depressed,
If I'm supposedly smart but live profoundly stressed from my self created surrounding mess then what about the rest?
Others are less fucked up so it's a resounding yes to was it a waste of 50 pounds to test,
Got to love the irony of trying to prove you were gifted to be smart shows what an idiot you are,
I'll water down ya sun block so it does not work,
And send ya wife flowers to your house saying "love from Dirk"

Said it was a blessing to be above the earth....
Flipped his perspective, see if those blessings help, when he's under dirt...
A real head from the birth...
Black gloves on with the bloody shirt...
Watch the throne, here's a crown you can come usurp.
Exude confidence through providence...
Tell these dudes to just use common sense...
Vietnam when I bomb the fence...
Have something for Trump to put his wall against...
Uh, therapy sessions very depressing...
Get judged by twelve before they can carry these blessings...
Shit's school, I mean, every verse there's a lesson...
Look at me... see something else staring back in the mirror reflection...
Cypher Alumni will tear up a session...
Pulled the pin out of the grenade n' then tossed it in...
Bombs for hands, feel an explosion go across your chin.
Words rapid fire at a cats attire...
Mad rapper, pushing those classics by ya'.
Snakes blending in, now that the grass is higher.
Going hedge trimming... rev been in' over the red limit...
For the shit that I said, I should be in a head clinic...
Bodies after bodies pile up, in the walkway...
Take the food for thought from the hot tray...
Said you were the 'controller', until you got 'played'...
Tell K.Dot that I'm not Drake...
Shot after shot, I'm watching the top, break.
Train of thought ready to drop freight..
Said I'm ready to drop on whoever's hot...
I mean, in general they never could rock...
Whether or not you were on the sidelines, you're still getting a shot...
No subtleties... every bullet got a name...
n' it come with these shells out of the Crash Bandicoot dungarees...
That mean, I don't got to box with a mask...
Often as crass as the Greek Gods that you got to live past.
Channel thoughts; ammo stocked - cock it n' blast...
Talking that trash, like Jeff Bliss going off for his class...
Robbing Wells Fargo, then I pocket the cash...
Hop on the gas with enough go to cause a rocket to blast...
Still rocking medallions... on owned property, styling.
Probably browsing high end neighborhoods, to offer on housing.
Yeah, got 'em a thousand...
Open vessels to put offshore accounts in...
Lots of amounts to drop on you clowns with.
Got to accept it's life.
Not for a lack of effort, but whoever stepped got their record swiped.
If that isn't enough for them to turn it in, then this pressure might.
Thoughts keep coming, it's hard to keep 'em contained...
Especially when I'm seeing my name from those that keep feeding the flame...

I'm a flame feeder, strange geezer,
Historically involved in a facade like saint peter,
Crazy how we're one but not the same either,
It goes way deeper I'm just giving you the little bits like shake dealers,
I feel like I'm living a lie,
I walk the thinnest of lines between innocent guy & prison for life,
my main ambitions to try having ambitions to try,
My only outlet for this bit of my mind is on this site,
I've never helped out with shit n feeling guilty is why I'm putting up the bag you can win as a prize,
Plus I'm hopefully thinking it might bring it alive

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uMwQBd1JMDU

Thats rap when it's coming from a tourist ^
Put their money on E, I'm suddenly from Europe.
They're still looking for cash because their balance says zero.
Brain damage got em both from the syrup.
They stole a lot of bars, tried to reword em.
Relabeled art but it lacks the inertia.
No Substance still lacking of purpose.
One steals lines other disguised as a Birkin.
I told them on the last site every line can hurt ya.
It sounds like you both ghost write for the Germans.

I bet you're blowing up
Saw pieces over there,
I bet you're going numb.
Getting eatin by a whale.
I can tell you know you're stuck.
Your music isn't going anywhere.

My music goes 3 places of which I can think,
Youtube, soundcloud, recycle bin,
Music's a competition, chances I will win?
Kate Moss; due to drugs, wildly thin,
But also a natural lack of skill,
Been making beats for years & they're average still,
Even though my writing standards ill,
Played out Oscars line I don't have the will,
Everything these days bores me,
I walk around pretending I'm a clean shaved normy,
But all I wants to get some clear grade naughty,
And lose 6lbs in a 3 day orgy,
What do I want to achieve?
Having something that I want to achieve,
I'm doing well if my boxers are clean & I'm wearing a pair of matching socks on my feet,
There's places everywhere & I've got none to be,
Odds are you'd think it's odd bin me,
Living life as a problem free,
Child on raft that's lost at sea,
My music's better than some but worthless,
It serves to provide temporary purpose,
On RB at times we can all write murders,
But couldn't beat Rebecca Black in a versus,
A bitch once told me some honest shit,
And I've never been a receiver but I got the gist,
She said the truth is like anal, it hurts way less if you're off ya tits

She said the truth’s like anal, but she was wrong apparently,
And still that Miss-conceived, either way she takes the phallus-see?
Yes she said the truth’s like anal, but that was just a lie,
So fucked her in the ass and it was justified.

Yeah she said the truth’s like anal, and I tend to stretch the truth,
So I had to stretch her anus too, like, yep, and there’s the proof.
Yes I guess the truth’s like anal… coz it’s fucking shit.
I smeared Dijon on a glove to fist her butt a bit and make the slut submit, and I’m confessing that’s the truth… I mustard-mitt.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oTmBLck3l78

When I open the box, I'm up on the curve while they duck to the side.
Don't gush I'm alion the way im cuffing the pride got me looking like a Tiger.
Got a jump to the high real dust you're behind me A.I moves now I'm shooting like Bryant.
Zion to break you down I'm higher.

Try to tear the roof off.
With my moon walk.
Can you do it like Micheal?
take the shoes off.
are you going to do sum?
You don't really fit inside em.

Now everybody silent.
But you know what the time is.
Stake holder the take over, the banks know us.
Think you did this for a make over a train motive.
Watch as I slang po-ems, no comparison lebron james / Jordan.
You can't fill the shoes the moves remain Holy.
My main goal is the same as the main shortage.
Vanta black matrix the paint is strength "coated".

strength coated, Stay horny & my sex GOATed,
I had a bitch but the relationship then folded,
She comfort ate & my ex bloated,
Looking like at any time she could’ve exploded,

My writings suffered cuz instead of overdosing on lines,
I’m making instrumentals after a pro hit my line,
Check em if ya want, I don’t really mind,
Got 2 followers, so, ya know, bout to blow any time,

Try humble me, I don’t give fucks for free,
You probs prefer anal over suckin meat,
You were buzzing getting bummed by a foot of D,
But now it sting around your arse like a bumble bee,

I probably seem like I’m walking a line,
Between brilliant and mad man all of the time,
Find my survival struggle funny, I’m enduring demise,
This shits morceambe and wise meets lord of the flies

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Wn3vi7xVvF4

2 Liters Width
this
Bottle Neck had her Thirsty when I Pop Off.
"Hès Got
a Unique Meter!"
Thinking outside my Thoughts
Manipulate Face hands off my Clock;
Box
a Movie Theater Soft, Drinking my Equilibriums "DAnkh"
... Hook up The Bracelet of Anubis Call it my I Watch
Achilles Heels turning red and blue takin on a dog walk
no roads better to cross.
Sapphire bird " Call that a Cold Cock¡!"
from a "Pacman" in Paris Pans Panning Labyrinths A Mazed? running on music like Tha Rock
whipping better then jimmy Neutrons
Stove topper ... Style makes Our Classic Modern
Eighties cheatah? ADIDA "GODDARD" "SkyWalker"
Call that Harry Potter at the Roboxer smoking bud from jimmy Wonkers
GobStoppers. give that a D +
Sex in CVS / HoMâge/ Po-ca-hon-tas chair gifted like Op-rahs
-Hola-
no bras
voila-
ar tuoi
o-Yâ
aur-revior
no-mas ?
Veteran Indi-End Sit-in on ma stick shift of My Cö-Brâ.....
engine Knocking sicker then Jehovah with pneumonia.
Can we get every ticket so I can load the Super Bowl Comon!
Makin her Jaw Drop ready to turn Dragon Rude into a tan Dra Dolph-in
I'm a RAOBAWT
fly fishing Santa Cla©§
Idle Hands Examined n Exposé Gods
lips I'm here to naturally Lift
I'd Volunteer for Slavery if
the Hills were rich
like Jessica Albas Ex
posed
bod

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1hsLGFRpkZk


When I shine like platinum, code name actual.
Heaven or Hell probably find me at the backdoor,
Gripping a hacksaw - show you how to wax off.
Switching it on, think I'm feeling like the black duck
Going intergalactic with the raps though..
(Ya) ..I've been feeling that good.
..Maybe I'm the last one.
"Heir" to the aztecs, even the "drafts" rough.
Literal "Giraffe" Tongue, switching combatants like I'm Bat man.
Bar burying
Thoth variant.
Lines smoother than a ball bearing is.
Brought back hip hop for yall like it was charity,
The rap game you claim is just apparently a parody your parotting.
The Great Work is now a Derelict.
No comparison, when your delivery has no more screen time than the camera mans...
There he is..
The American codename experiment looking for more smoke than Snoop Dog terrariums.
Chree's various, flow malaria, It's the A B combo I'm spitting lariats.
Drips on a whole other level of aquarium.

An aquarium, where fish have parties together,
Although it reminds me I find it hard to remember,
When the first time was I felt the start of dementia,
Because, see life's fucked like a carp in a blender,
I'm a wasted cunt, too many days in front,
I haven't run an egg and spoon race in months,
Retired in my 30s I got crazy funds,
But it makes you a jerk off thats the way it comes,
I went to visit my grandad, its a local trip,
He was sat in his wheelchair, soaked in piss,
I questioned do I really want to grow old like this?
Or should I start smoking more potent shit?
People say "can you tell me ya thoughts?",
So they get them readily, fresh from the source,
They then regret asking the question of course,
Like a man whos marriage just end in divorce

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7LKhnkSlMGU

Its a cold world you can see ya breath.
Awake in the night depressed, on a swing set,
draggin my feet against woodchips smokin a ciggarette again.
Watching fiends that used to be friends,
trip on perfectly flat cement.
Woke up in this daydream i guess.
Prostitutes sling sex and fake scream "YES."
Just to inject everything like heroine and meth.
Then come down from a weekend full of regrets.
No self worth or respect, just reset, to relieve stress.
Some OD and reach death. Memories they repressed
turn Into anguish and they try n repent....
Some suffered as a reject, and now want revenge,
most people these days pretend.

Talons on my arm.
They rally when I march
so many whips they dont fit in the garage.
Like Nasa when I launch.
Like Michael with the ball.
My wrist stays glint Las Vegas in my watch.
I'm fast like Dom, they should put me next to Nas.
The cash stay's tall and they pay me in advance.
Tell your daddy and your aunt.
Your mom and uncle tom.
Tell your sister and your brother and all their lovely friends.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BIHwFvSoQO4

"Future Rama In wakanda flowing like the congo.
"Sharingan in my Eyes, all I see is Comma's."
"Snatch MC's Weaves ,then I whip out the AUGER "
..
"1961 La Sabre? or Impala? "
"Blue Lotus, Who Wrote this? they think that I'm an Owl."
"On a different plane, boy I'm driftin into towers."
..
(Spinnin like a Howitzer.)
..
(..Taking yo bitch like Bowzer.)
..
( I Make you rich thats how it works.)
..
(Make you flinch with loud bursts.)
''
(Making Historys,)-(Unbound Version.)

"Drinkin Vodka like Water, my Car stay as low as un Iguana ."

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JtU7BzW4Q3U

Watch your world flash by, Cap-size - dive in the rhymes, jack knife in the tide.
Feeling like i'm from a past life.

Stand at the pinnacle, get off the couch in your living room.
Really though, it's an uphill battle and I'm like a Billy goat.
Steady dodging the silicone with minute phones.
I'm in da ghost.
Top down got the roof like it is below.
Hostile on the block, Glocks spitting at your door.
Rottweilers nonstop being too doc//ile prob/ably put you in the morgue.
Ya steady watch/ing her drop, but she doesn't even want// to dance anymore.
Feel as little as the score, plus driven from the source.
She's dripping from the storm, Ice liquid on the arm.
Watch the figures turn dark when you're all alone.
Love me knot,
Ya She love me so.
Even though I got probably like a hundred more.
No words could describe ^ what I'm running toward.
One Mic and a Drum Like Drummer Boy?

One mic n a drum,
Wiser than some but still mightily dumb,
I'm not writing for fun I'm exercising a thumb,
Racism seems like the plight of a cunt,
Who aims at a man down the sight of a gun,
Cuz our ancestors spent different amounts of time in the sun,
I'm so light n its glum,
Factor 50 on a mild day white as they come,
Then every morning aloe Vera applied til it's numb like coke lining ya gums,
I used to love the hype but I'm done,
I must've rifled a ton while I was young,
Guaranteed every night I was chung,
Rizzla with a mixture of Marlboro light with the skunk,
I'm pretty much counting the days til cancer surprises my lungs,
I'm one of the rappers where talking bollocks a factor,
Honestly crackers but modest n mannered,
I'm currently more trolleyed than Asda,
Cuz I'm peaking on valleys like I got topography backwards

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZNkBdRW9R0w

I could take it from the West or take it from the East.
Take it from the best, you should take it from me.
I could throw shade put a shadow on the sun.
I was thinking greater, I could battle yall at once.
Putting ladders on your tongues
Raise the bar alma mater getting drunk.
Getting dollars? Yeah I could never get enough.
Bet you aint never did it up.
15 hours in the air my feet dont even touch the ground.
Well every once in a while.
Put Jetskis in my tub,
Chain so big I could use it like a sled.
Ya you are not like us.

*power ball 21; the wedding cake i ate was nasty as shit with frosting//
I'm exhuasting emcee's to the third degree; burn the breeze//
burn the tree's with cigratte; and make cocaine extinct//
I like sugar pastries; took the base street and used to fork for pizza/
I'm anihillating emcee'sl; each round another coward(COW WORD) DONE//
I am the sun; eliminating emcee's with power rum..//

Word... power rum...
Nobody around cuz, um... I beat the shit out of 'em...
Didn't wanna be around for when the nuclear showers come...
Or be around, like when the plane collided with tower 1...
That's just how it's done...
You break the windows then jump out of them...
It's either that or get hit with a plane...
Ain't no difference for when my fist hits your frame...
The shit is the same...
Get socked, n' suffer immense physical pain... get socked in your mouth
like Mankind had walked in your house...
I'm downloaded Duolingo 'cuz I don't know what you kids are talking about...
Walking about, like Christopher Walken floating off, 'cuz I doubt
I'll stop talking shit until they lock my account...
People rap to a beat... I'd much rather leave a handprint from a smack to your cheek...
Then add the DJ Mustard tag to the sound of your crackling teeth...
Fucking idiot... sorry, I'm feeling drowsy.
Things are really cloudy. Vivid scenes around me.
Seeing Youtube links - um, OK. Cool.
Anyways, stay in school. Y'all watched the meteoric rise, n' then played the fool.
I'll have your girl smack my balls around like a game of pool.
Made her drool 'till she was running low on energy, n' then gave her my DNA, for fuel.
Just kidding... I know you don't have a girl...
Which is entirely your fault. I mean, why are you mad at the world?
You ever heard of freewill? Jesus, out here, playing the victim...
I'm just saying some shit, son.
I mean, clowning y'all at this point is sustaining tradition...
Short circuit the mainframe that exists in
it's current iteration to eliminate every plague in the system.
It's this mental load I got a dump...
You wanted a shot? Well, so did Donald Trump.
And I assure you, I'm not a cunt. But...
When you say so many fucked up things? And you only get grazed?
Before secret service goes to the stage?
Let's just say you're lucky you got an arm for you to raise
Surrounded by so many aids.
Patriotic photo displayed for your social media polls to get praised...
Alright, alright, enough politics for the day.
If I shoot my shot? It won't matter if your kids in the way.
I'm hitting astray. Casualties mounting up by the second...
I'll have such a vantage point? You won't be able to hit the ground for protection...
Pandemonium, people running around for a section to hide in
I keep these messages vibing...
I've accepted that I am the best in this climate.
The architecture is high n' there is too much pressure to climb it.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UDZDPp6VGOM

I'm glad to see youre atleast trying.
I remember when you used to buy more votes than Joe Biden.
Theyre still biting every line they're compiling.
This goes way past Iamb or isis.
You're on the first stages still saying there's nobody like me.

Some people are just never favored.
No plan, you'll never wake up.
Thats what a dream is, not likely.
Happening in my sleep.
Where I read your writings.
predictable as your lines be.
Maybe It's me who's frightening.
Walking past your pipe dreams.

Always Lacking flow reworded tacky poems.
you get hit from the back of a boat hear the crack of the bone.
Grab the wheel eyes peeled straight back to the road.
The biggest mistake was thinking you were actually close.

Me and Celph are probably the only good rappers left on this site.
(Ill never read what you post after this)

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Me and Celph are probably the only good rappers left on this site.
(Ill never read what you post after this)

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Thank you, thank you

Newsflash for the folks... who figured they were riding in luxury
but slacking, in coach.
Those that wanted to push back, but lacked the approach.
Feeling Korean, considering all of the cats I've poached.
Talking dreams, when their realities were manufactured, at most.
I know Mark may talk to a tree... but me?
I talk through these keys and use 'em as an extension of every shot that's been squeezed...
Been woke before "woke" was in the cultural zeitgeist...
"Crossed" the so called gods before y'all where acting "Christ"-like.
Forget rhythm when words drop to perplexing devotion...
Push boundaries to push clowns with the perpetual motion...
I've seen the rest of you coasting... it's cool, I mean...
Had to be you to gravitate to the dream...
Sometimes, what I'm rapping, is too obscene.
Axis points for every passage I move between...
I guess this is what it would look like if Vought was manufacturing human beings..
Shit... that V-drug has been tweaked to perfection...
Trying to synthesize the formula on a weakened connection
Is futile. That Supe style? Is nothing
The hierarchy has moved down...
With their leaps in logic, it got them covering new grounds...
But hey, it wasn't without the effort, right?
Why say it's chess? When at best? It's checkers lite...
My story is roughly 145 stories
Towering high, before me....
The kind of glory that's kind of gory.
You know? However, it's those kind of downs that I find rewarding...
Like subverting an obstacle in your way, as you're flying towards it...
But them? Reviling horseshit.
Out of style, like why are you trying to force it?
Imbeciles shooting slingshots at a giant fortress... built, on a pile of corpses.
Let's see if you can see the view from outside the orchards...
Shit's embarrassing, isn't it?
I don't give a shit. As weak as the ink they're building their writtens with.
Pay for your words, n' watch me collect on the dividends.
Been the God while they were still getting their first-draft revisions in...
Oh, and I'm suppose to be .. shaking...
See the upholstery... the house of cards were dealt, before I approached the scene..
They aren't cut from the same cloth, shouldn't even hold the seam...
Generational wealth... this is a poser teen...
vs against a 2011 Alistair Overeem...
Fucking degenerates think they can hang... give me a shoe string...
Oh, look, mark after mark - that ain't a new thing (it isn't)
Saying their rappers... watch the cathedral collapse
They should pray to their pastors...
Either shoot yourself, or drink poison - whichever way that is faster.
And I'm not condoning violence...but most of y'all should take an ode to silence...
Or the road of redemption will be paved with broken signage...
And that's just a sliver of what I hold for you overgrown vaginas...
I know you forgot... so let me throw reminders...
Blood is in the water, f'real.
And If I'm going be in it? It won't be for clobbering seals.

I've got a pile of bodies too, from clobbering seals,
That's what the Navy get for not honouring deals,
I've got a positive feel, which is improbably real,
More of a "look like I should be saying sorry" appeal,
They think I'm modest, despite incredible proof,
I'm not self deprecating I'm telling the truth,
Off is the direction which I fell in the booth,
Cuz I was tracking down drugs like a chemical sleuth,
Successfully too, skill exorbitant, fabulous,
The fact I still make sense is more than miraculous,
Affecting my body, a large portion was vascular,
Losing boners quicker than a BJ porno with dracula,
I'm an "am I still in the way"er,
Multiple leveled singular layer,
People are more than happy if I did em a favour,
But they still keep distance like a building surveyor,
I'm taking boring lessons on chord progressions,
Cuz I wanna be successful due to scorn n vengeance,
It's being underrated that draws aggression,
And carbon steel couldnt support the tension,
I'm friendly, polite, but filled with envy n spite,
I'll keep ringing ya door bell in the dead of the night,
Then offer my sympathy & be helping ya by,
Installing cameras to catch them again cuz they might

Don't got to use fists to settle a fight...
Say you will, then hit them in the head with a pipe.
Watch their skull collapse, like the Berlin Wall.
Any emotion from seeing it, better turn it off.
Don't be a bitch, homie - observe the shit.
If you're a DJ, you can use their body to turn up with.
The chances of getting caught, a lot like a Turnip's width.
Turn legit after the Suge Knight murder shit.
Saying you're on your job, well...
Who else is going to get those In-and-Out burgers flipped?
Maybe take a pose with The Rock...
And be famous for his 3rd "first time trying In and Out..." photos he drops.
Said it was his first time - supposedly not.
I guess that's what happens when your PR is smoking some pot.
3rd time's a charm... snapping faster than Rhonda Rousey grabbing you by the arm...
Spitting 'fire', n' you're wondering why I'm 'alarmed'.
If you're looking for Supes to try and harm
You don't go about doing it with flying sheep, from outside a barn.
Um... wondering what else to discuss...
Aside from corporate wealth to adjust...
You're gonna die anyways, so it's safe to say that mental health is a must...
Everybody lies - not even yourself, you can trust.
Try to pursue your goals... do your own... research...
Media influencers will abuse your soul...
A paradigm shift has given 'em new control...
Don't be a bitch, or you will assume a role.
We are all in The Truman Show...
Money in crypto, but only a fool will hold...
People on both sides of the spectrum, fighting, like two year old's.
While the old men running the country, swim, in a pool of gold.
So who the flying fuck cares who's the next elect?
I'm here to protect my neck, like Inspectah Deck...
Whatever you THOUGHT was 'right'? Prepare to be 'left' upset.
Or at the least, distraught.
A bit of information, n' people talk.
Even your TV Box is policing thoughts.
We're in a prison; a construct made to enslave us;
Doesn't make it any less true, because you can't see the locks.

Ayo, make sure ya cake hole stay closed,
Safe bro, it's best if they don't take notes,
The crazed hold a sane pose its a staged show,
Brain broke but where the rain coats frayed sew, meaning a-social stay gold I'm afraid so,

That sounded double rainbow gay though,

Rhyme scheme switch quicker than electrical relays,
It not only washes cars my pressure jet is a bidet,
First try was a gamble like I entered a sweepstake,
Only in 90% of battles have I wrecked-em so clean mate,

I bought a kilo of red phosphorous expecting that we'd make,
A shit ton of meth but my chemistry steez ain't,
Quite up to par, Sold it instead to get repaid,
And got banned cuz it's illegal as a vendor on ebay,

I might be stimulated, on amphetamine, speed,,
So now I've got to clean my bathroom that's bout as messy as me,
Terrorist scene, but then gonna see me parents for tea,
So I best drop a valley to descend from this peak,
But I'll leave you with a check-check-chickity-check-check for free,
And these muhfuckers still aren't spoon & eggin like me

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0Wmwttnorpc

..Flesh and Bone

Heard about "Me" though?
When I blow up like C4.
On the seafloor, I could spot you in the tree's boy.
I been getting C notes like piano man on Keyboards.
She can throw it back while I'm recording.
Drip so advanced we don't need water.
Like Saint John with eight Psalms, it rains down Ink then goes straight up.
Like Day Star, I can flip a train with the same tongue.
They crawl looking for what aint lost.
Like Vapor I'm rolling like a skateboard.
Grateful is the place where I came from.
Ive been dropping dope lines, I can get you real high.
You would feel like eight foot...

I - don't - need - no - motto,
I've - been - on - the - saddle.
Heard - my - stuff - was - Guava.
But - really - It's - bananas.
I am just the Saga.
I just put IT on the Canvas.

I really once ate foot, wasn't deliberate though,
As a kid I used to chew the callused skin on toes,
Ripped a chunk off & it went in my throat,
That's how self cannibalism goes,
I still do it now when I've bitten old things I wrote,
Life's a beach but only cuz I missed the boat,
God said I could be any adjective & so,
At random it was Erratic I chose,
But it's paradoxical cuz I simply know,
My unpredictable nature so I predict my own,
I know exactly which way the river flows,
Gonna have to swim it so I don't sink I float,
It's breezy, sure, like a windy coast,
Life's a beach only cuz I missed the boat,
Still hitting posts on self-bitten Road,
I imagine they read this n think it's jokes,
Like it's supposed that it's a pose,
But I'm really not a man akin to scripted shows,
Collapsing into panic if I'm in control,
I'm actively established with a will that won't,
Extract what I imagine in my soul is the sole given goal and fulfill the role so I'm slipping slowly into slopes centred round the mesolimbic zone,
Matti Nykanen (winner of olympic golds), that's where I'll finish bro

Finish so, I ain't arguing with an imbecile
Mad about getting Danish crumbs placed on top of his dinner rolls
My mind is an oasis, it seems...
For closed off spaces only placed into dreams...
Erasing a generation of creational memes
The ace in the seams holding the fabric closed...
Ten toes down on the granite troves
Speak wills in existence.... that's my volcanic prose...
Having such an advantage, it's hard to understand it, so...
I break it down into anecdotes... and it goes
round' and round - it's mechanical.
Nigga's got the personality of a can of coke...
Perrier - tell 'em Evian's for the standard folk.
Simple as San Serif, though
The man's spirit demands lyrics so galaxy-brained
Their fans fear it for
Ages, yet, through the graces of good will, it's a damn miracle
However, when you're writing and putting that pen, to the page...
You engage in a war with an infliction to fuel the flames
Throw a random dart at the wall?
No, I'm choosing names.
Knock em off their feet; only the sole of their shoe, remains.
Walking through the lames, wandering aimlessly
Like Zombies, but it won't be those leeches to chew your brains...
No, break the axel off...
Fish out of water, now where's my tacklebox?
Make gravitational waves, relaying aftershocks.
Uh... either way, you can be persuaded...
On the crux of understanding the language that we created...
See the graves of ashes that we're using to feed these flames with...
They ain't never seen keys as flagrant...
From being slaves to having our human rights reinstated...
See the haters be seething, because it's hard to believe the greatness
Cryogenically voracious keys like
releasing liquid nitrogen into breathing spaces
Altering your reality, so that it's almost like we can shapeshift...
Their shit, is seeming ancient...
I mean... older than fuck... but I ain't worried about that though,
I already told em, what's up... (I did)
Should've made note of it, 'cuz exposing your bluff's solely for what
I would describe ,only, as uh... itch... to be an asshole to
The lower class. Dropping classics through the grapevine
Now, smell the gaseous fumes
From whatever lit match is used...
Rockstar lifestyle, nigga's trashing rooms
First to win and the last to lose
Like Bags balancing free range eggs, on plastic spoons.
In other words, facing me and your ass gets screwed
Faster than asking Scrooge for some cash to use
Uh... far as I'm concerned, I am still on a mission
Silverback, ask Vinny Mac 'bout my Gorilla position..
I feel they're itching for this reform... that's not a plan...
And they're not a man...
They wouldn't make the cut pulling it out of Lorena Bobbitt's hand.
Thinking outside of the box? My man...
You don't even got the product scanned...!!!
Feeling demonic, while I'm on the cam.
Iconic and not a fan of the weak to to be honest
I'm a walking David Goggins brand.
Dot dot dot... do I love me an ellipsis.
Had the manual so long, you turn it on? and my stick, shifts...


https://media.tenor.com/FHhOIcmmGNYA...or-old-men.gif


K... not sure what that could mean...
But, to throw you off of my tracks, I will attach this meme. (Here)
Tired as fuck, but I stay up all night so I don't have to dream...
Cognitive functions; performing tasks while I'm half asleep
Suffer introspection when you see seconds elapsed, in weeks
Using the warpath to track your streaks...
Bose headphones to drown out my air mattress squeaks
I close my eyes, only to see the sand in the glass, repeats...
On an infinite loop... but ironically, that's my peace.
In and out of ham radio rave lengths...
Peer study review say it's a great gain for brain strength
Not sure how true that is, since they don't cite their sources.
If I don't get at least 1 hour of sleep? Then I might just force it.