Keystyle Cypher!

1 hour of sleep? Jeez I need at least 4 a night,
Or early morning to be more precise,
I'm a busy dude reaching soaring heights at producing tracks that get on average 4-ish likes,
It wasn't for the hype I uploaded em though,
Just to listen while I was rolling alone in the hope that I'd know if they were dope or a no,
Like Eskimos on holiday they're colder at home,
It's hard to judge yourself on the things ya make,
As the screen projects its interface in ya face it feels big, mistake, You're in a phase, and it dies quick as kids at Crystal Lake,
If you missed it mate it's a movie reference,
Friday the 13th, what say you to questions,
Unrelated to the topic halfway through a sentence?
Suppose there's a huge dependence on the true intentions,
Humans tend to confuse me greatly,
So much progress but we're stupid, lazy,
I think we rely on the few with brains in super states which also find what they do engaging,
Must be right, talking to myself who's debating?
We don't have fans checking this thinking "woo amazing!",
Just the odd battle rapper perusing, waiting,
For a punch good enough they can use on stage n I'll give em one before I finish at my pooping station,
Not wack not great its an in-betweener,
Middle ether, listen geezer,
Laser sights when I'm gripping heaters,
When you finally see the light, lick a penis,
You can work that last bit out yourself you 2 or 3ish readers that are lyric stealers,
On a real I've finished shitting so I'm Dippin cya

Listening to this ridiculousness and get a seizure
Hot enough to lift a fever,
And your girl? Giving beaver.
Uh, said I was at her door like a trick or treater
Tell 'er to stick this wiener between those puckered lips, and either...
Lick it clean, or jingle it all the way, like a Christmas greeter
Yeah, said I'd rip out this fucking dick n' feed 'er
The tip n' see the chemistry in between, like a physics teacher.
Picture me, here. Not showing up in that bitch, like a missing feature.
This Jack? Isn't Reacher. That's my utility, b.
So much lube on it, need a 18% gratuity fee.
But your girl is such a whore that she'll do it for free...
She 'blew it', like a missed opportunity, if you could believe...
Killed the 'pussy' said, I don't care who's gonna grieve...
Soon as I had those nudies received...
I move in, proceed to give it to her 'on the house'...
Which is on brand for us, since we're doing the 'deed'...
Yeah. Period or not, bitch - you gonna bleed.
You gonna flow like it's your turn in the cypher...
I can murder a sniper simply using the words that I type up...
Throw everything at them, and the kitchen sink...
Listen, mention the kitchen with what I'm 'dishing', wit' this ink...
Fuck the Chrome, go tell Google I am the missing 'link'...
Snatch the heart out of the chest before the kid can blink...
Then crush it, or grind it the dust...
Classic one-liners when you're rhyming with us
Howie Mandell with this mic - who you trying to touch?
Tell 'em to break a leg, while I'm signing the crutch
- Wait, don't you sign the cast?
Don't give a fuck, this shit will be mine, at last.
Nigga's inside a class they've been trying to pass
For decades n' still no effort n' skill.
Either come off of your high horse, or get left on the hill.
How they expect me to chill? 10x'd the record appeal
So me being second is a big misconception, f'real...
Cypher Alum' is setting the heights, for you bums...
You bring a rifle, you ain't fucking with what I'm writing up, son.
Russian roulette with a full chamber...
Put it right in your mouth n' pull.... how that sound to you?
Sadomasochist - killing it's what I'm 'bound' to do...
They clowning who? They wouldn't have a single fan, in a crowded room.
A specialist at this record 'ish.
It's a poker game, n' I brought me some extra chips.
Wait... extra chips?
Exotic style, check out the leopard prints.
Sexual decadence. Smiley faces through message hints.
Been the freshest, since...
4chan was ran by overprotective simps
Out here dropping lectures that would make your college professors, wince.
So, I don't know why their doubting shit.
Arms getting round wit' every pound I lift...
Have more cookies than browsers get...
Style legit to the 'letter' for every sound that an alpha, bit...
A bunch of Stephen Kings out here, thinking you Clowns were IT.
Nah... couldn't be further from the truth...
Killed it, still blood on the furniture, for proof.
Got luminol in the room, wit y'all.
Will look like The Shining scene when they view the wall.
Or Charles Lee Ray using voodoo
as a vessel to channel his spirit, into a doll...
Shit's worse than Jim Carroll suffering through withdrawals...
Nigga's were in their feelings until they grew some balls
Now we're in the weeds of the raps...
So, you need to relax.
Died already since they didn't wanna believe in the facts...
Meaningless acts of trepidation out here, even on wax.
Buried deep, in the cracks of their foundation... floorboards creaking..
And that's the reason these cats are not worthy of a mention
They just squeeze through the gaps...
Calling themselves legends, without reading the maps...
Not to me. Especially when these keys are attached.
Every free, is an axe being thrown by an Apache's hand...
Hand me a starter cap' for when I have to come n' smack these Stans...
Rocking Ecco gear, wit' the matching pants...
Price on their head like an escort with a cash advance...
Shooters on the rooftop, lining the scope...
You can see the professionalism, by the approach...
Lines are first class yet, my cynicism, is riding in coach...
Eyes wanna close by the time that I post
Snaps back open, the higher the dose that my violence provokes...
That's why I'm the most hedonistic...
A product of my environment's hopes...
Going over every line that's been inspired by quotes
Ingratiating myself, in time, with the retirement folks...
Quiet, but know the desire that my silence, evokes.

My current desire is I'm dropping a wide shit & have nothing to wipe with,
I got a couple envelopes, after I stop this I might rip,
And just hope it doesn't spread like people following ISIS,
Sat on the bowl, hand in my phone,
I mean phone in my hand forgive my slacking but bro,
My minds occupied with the lack of a roll like standing alone being last to be chose, -n see my material, forced it yeah, like pants so tight that they're all aware my cock n balls are there,
I'll end there n wipe, subscribe share n like while I despair in life

Got a fear or heights...
Which is weird cuz, like, I'm always taking off into the air - this is paradise
Beaches, white sands... palm trees
Overseas, making flight plans...
Check the luggage, once the infrared light scans, I'm gone.
Fuck with these hands, get bam'd, with the bandage on.
If you can't see the bigger picture? Then you're holding the camera wrong
Outside of my circle; looks like they ran along...
Out of here... skid marks on the soapbox they were standing on.
How's that 'copium' for ya? Warrior logo...
Homie's living out a story they don't know... attempting to sympathize.
After the work is done, they go switching sides...
A bunch of true bloods, telling convincing lies
Which is why if they try to open their mouth?
It won't be a nose that's growing an inch, in size...
Mother shooing their kids inside, father telling 'em rinse their eyes...
Looking for the formula they can synthesize
See the face in the missing slides
So whoever's keeping their distance's in for a big surprise....
Talking about a God of the Gaps..
Constructing the model from a logical lapse
The same shoebox concept to cause their walls, to collapse.
I'm like, hmm... interesting.
Picturing you in a catch and release stream - you think I care how your fishing's been?
Bitch, this has been the defacto coliseum, for ages
Long before web-crawlers were reading the pages...
It's seeming outrageous, but I assure you the venom, was there.
Nigga's keep a distance so their record is spared...
Studying the methods for every word to fill in...
Heard the skill n' liken the thought of it to a mercy killing
Blood on the coffee table, shards of glass cover the floor...
Unbeknownst to the mailman, slipping the envelope under the door..
A fixture of Rapbattles, son, I've been running the board...
Had to deal with pain far beyond what anyone can endure

Can endure, muhfuckers bout to see the can end your,
Hunger as pass them all to the famished, poor, enjoyment seekers of crack n horse,
I've tried both but my brain has aboard a passenger that ensures my conscious mind gets back in form,
Today it's making me tidy up & I'm dying of boredom,
Washing garms, clothes, whatever you're inclining to call em, socks, Ts, pants of got a pile so tall n,
Haven't seen threads this dirty since porn sites in the forum,
Toilet bowl to clean, I'm not prepped for that, yes it's wack, so pebbledashed I'll probs get a rash and an infection that spreads as fast as the recent epidemic has, so even if I finally meet death at last, at least my shit still got people getting jabs,
Still a shit talker, stiff walker since all the cartilage formed a disorder after I repeatedly kicked former Kings balls with forces of lit mortars fired at russia-ookryin borders

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iqg6S_UyN_8


It's thankless work, yall late for church.
await orders and wait your turn, I pave the way forward.
I race toward it, never distracted by the same orchard.
acolyte to the state forest they jumping lines like a state border.
I'm what faith rewarded, snakes coil around the staff that shake forums.
I jump on any page and straight break orbit.
Give you my 2 cents and a mercy rule in the same quarter.

Same quarter, Different 75 percent,
Most of my alone time is spent,
Listening to Dido's album life for rent,
Until the tears that I cry relent,
My intent? Could drop a pun about camping,
But I'll instead offer something outstanding:
The truth, last year I gained a hundred pounds and did,
Nothing but ate & hung around wanking,
This year I got back in line n cracked it, self-chiropractic, someone who knows changes, rhinoplastic,
Style erratic wildly frantic, mildly inciting panic, akin to slicing sandwiches outside a cabin while relaxing with ya wife n grandkids by some rapids, then your sights attracted to what's striding past it, and there comes a bear across like christ fanatics,
I'm deprived of having what you take for granted,
Feet remaining planted, social status standard, having shameless banter, you n ya mates are plastered, probably got a family to raise ya bastard,
Go to baby showers n pre-make a hamper,
But vice versa cuz I've got being a lazy wanker to a Brian Gardner level of greatly mastered

artistic expression lessens the pain
similar to dope in veins just relaxin' to loosen up
I have to abuse it, pass it and use it
cause after these rhymes cast away
I know it's right back to the bull shit
fishing during red tide, this sickness is real
ink stamped with addiction and sealed
to be mailed to the next seed, niece or nephew
it gets deep like deaths venue dense in the soil
dark chambers cold inside of me, danger to society
for this mental pain burns in varieties daily, twisted
keeping me gifted like kids with down syndrome
with parents determined on a serious mission
guess i'm cool with the visuals, they tag and finish it
on the gram showing love in their reel dappin' images
if the buzz lasted infinite would it trash, diminish it?
no crashes seems legit, never passin when it's lit
tapped in passionate drive forever but that shit's a dream

That shit's a dream, like a high fibre diet & a bit of cream,
Wipe? Ha! There's little need, instant clean, didn't bleed, any sting relieved like antihistamines,

Yaw yaw yaw, yaw yaw,
When my rectum excavates ayo there's never mess,
Poo hard,
Not the smallest speck,
I drop an egg off quick forsaking paper checks,
Poo hard,
Not the smallest speck,
And you know we sprayed doodie from the shit hole yet,
Poo hard, not the smallest speck,
Bowl was dashed but didn't care, dont get the sphincter mess,
Poo hard, not the smallest speck

depression at it's finest, i'm formally caged up
sorta insane maybe, no mortal can say they ..
predicted this internet shit would completely change everything
like old school quarter arcade games
funny how metaphors and similes
lead to publication, and awarded misery
though humans can relate loosely through this ink
so maybe it's not as pointless and stupid as I think
thoughts forever swirl like soft serve in the summer sun
wishin' the world was another one
once blowing cartridges clueless
to how ones energy can darken the room
don't harp on the harmony
these emotions seem partially nude
for to hide them is impossible to

Damn bro, depression violently sucks,
I’ve had it in the past, obvs incited with drugs,
There’s one thing I tell myself when I’m in a rut & feel like giving up,
We’re humans, there’s 8 billion & rising of us,
And 99.9% don’t give the slightest of fucks,

We experience the illusion of free thought in the actions,
When performing a task but we’re walking a path of cause n reaction,
We are a sniper round mid-air, waves born of a claxon,
So don’t give a fuck either, everything’s already happened,

Before we get caught up in spiralling darkness,
Lighter subject now, like work with fire retardants,
So much liquidity fear is striking the heart of those conspiring arson,
I could organise a department to supply it in cartons to rehydrate Saharans,
I’m too old for student nights at the bar n too young for bingo & admiring gardens,
Busy life is a farce n means I gotta choose single over a queen like tiny apartments

Word, tiny apartments.
Can't hide in it, honestly, too close to the walls.
Probably fall out the window if you're going to yawn.
Basically gotta be in the corner there, holding your arms.
Like Chuck Mangione, I'm more of a Chuck Berry fan.
Don't think I can box homie? Just dare me, damn.
Fists go off like a rocket as soon as you're near my hand.
Hear, "Beep beep"... POW! right in the kisser!
Yeah, right in the face.
Body, tucked tight, in the space.
Said fuck it, throw me in prison cuh' I ain't fighting the case.
Nah fuck going to prison bruh, I like freedom.
Bought me Goosebumps books from Value Village yo, I might read 'em.
Or I might not. 2 bucks is a steal for what I bought.
If you don't got Goosebumps books yourselves, I'm like, "why not?"
"Cuz I'm not 12".
Good answer. Let's leave it at that.
I take a bullet to you, I don't leave it at rap.
If you're talking "trash" then guess what? We gonna "scrap".
We gonna throw hands, or, better yet, engage in fisticuffs.
We're only a week away from September, and the stores got Christmas stuff.
It was raining all summer; didn't snow, either.
I call my self Celph Taut cuz I'm my own teacher.
I do a lot of self-help, but I don't read books.
Said you fishing for a fight? Then feed on these hooks!!!
Shit is catch and release.
I release the Kraken on yo' bitch soon as she gets in the sheets.
Fed her my Mel Gibson when I put on my Glover
cuz her pussy couldn't wait for my Lethal Weapon release...
I'm gonna be honest, I didn't wanna write today
But the urge to do something won't give me a second of peace.
I can rap about nothing for consecutive weeks
And still not be bored. Even when the house is empty with me only
When I use the washroom, I still lock the door.
But not before. Sup is with that?
I mop the floor with these little cocky whores.
Haven't mopped in decades, learned to use a swiffer
I think a mop does the job better, but the latter is more quicker?
It's a pain in the ass to change it, but maybe it's because I'm lazy
Maybe I'm growing up, maybe being with someone changed me
Gray hairs pepper my beard...
Another growing every second, it's weird.
Hair thinning on my head, then the rest in my ear.
It's my last time being 37, this year.
40's around the corner, rubbing its hands together like the Baby meme.
Feels like a crazy dream.
Car is falling apart. Replaced the engine, n' that basically got it to start.
And if I keep it any longer I'll have to watch me and my dollars depart
But hey, as is life. Even with a hole in the tire
I'll be rolling right by ya.
Think my engine is a knock away from going on fire.
Hmm... life... or save money?
NVM, it ain't funny.
Not even summer can keep the rain from me.
Spent my days off, drenched.
Then when I had to work? It remained sunny.
FUCK YOU! I actually counted that shit.
Wrote in my notebook, being petty.
Having wrote it now, the thought of it seems upsetting.
I should probably write down all the shit that I keep forgetting.
Then again, not much use for an itinerary where we are heading...
Living hedonistically.
Even with all this freedom, I feel that it's restricting me.
Like, you need self restraint to a point, realistically.
Not sure if it's an addiction, or if it's just me.
Probably is, we'll see.
Never imagined being this old and having it to this degree.
Waiting for 12 to hit, so I can indulge myself, a bit.
Yeah, selfish prick. A thorn in my side.
Let it eat away at me 'cuz I care about it more than my pride.
Can't open up either, the locked the door, from inside
No corners to hide.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lmGq...fjeAY4&index=2

Black smoke
Pat ron.
one glass
Blast off
Like Jack Morris.
Snap crazy but act normal.
Half Satan , attract mortals act saintly don't act dormant.
Fore to the fives like raps Goro black soil harder to find me at the last co-ordinates.
I'm always moving these tracks toward em.
Hitting yall with crash courses I've been getting that cash Boy-o


.

Drenched food in the castor oil...
Sunny side up on the pan, so the good fats can boil.
Cats all cap when they act disloyal
When you're actually good at rapping, all of that whack trash annoys you.
So I'll keep it a stack... see the luxury on the track...
With keys, best believe I have the William Regal impact...
Put baby powder in my palm n' then proceeded to smack
These dudes so hard, it left a permanent mark on their cheek from the slap...
There's a hunger crisis in many third world countries
'cause their resources lack
However, my food for thought is so cerebral, in fact
I can channel 5 star gourmet information n' they can feed 'em with that...
Conversely, so much on my plate n' they are eating the scraps
Every word you see - third degree.
They have to observe it before they can serve them these...
Napkin in my lap, n' a shirt that's covered in burger grease
Bars are ludacris, so it's only right I Disturb The Peace.
I got a naptime. Plus bad sleep apnea
That every time I go to bed, I nearly flatline.
Wake up, gasping for air. Confused, because
I'm here fighting for normalcy, that isn't actually there.
Sometimes it's so bad, I become someone else
and don't recognize the person, staring back in the mirror
Age is nothing but a number, well, I disagree
You hit your 30's and you start aging, considerably.
Fuck around and find myself becoming complacent...
I'm around stupid people everyday and I wanna go apeshit
But don't, 'cuz then I'll be in the wrong if I act...
Can't be an asshole there, but not in my rap.
I'm free to do whatever the fuck I like.
I don't know, maybe that persona is spilling over
like a clumsy barista...
I rip shit off Youtube, throw a couple of beats up
And zone out to it all, while I'm munching on pizza
That's irrelevant, but... it's whatever,
I'm just telling you stuff.
Writing is therapeutic, I guess.
I use it for improving my stress.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dasOK5vXBhU

There's no blessin?
Can you give me the whole message?
Think I got sick of all the questions.
You asking me? Is this off the record?
It turns me on, just to be reckless.
Make me a weapon.
Let me take on all of the pressure.
Of the human race, I put effort.
In everything, I cannot forget us.
So everyday feels like it echoes.

I'm on the Darkside of the moon.
I'm Hostile to you.
You could be better.
Stitching words into vellum.
Every second.
Another verse I turn into treasure.
Bullet proof? I give them Metal.
All these bars would be your kennel.

Psychological Inbreeding, You are not intriguing, you're mp3's tell me you should quit MC'ing because you're at your pens ceiling.
Moderated by Ed sheeran, MV or M ERA Battling me? I'm Ten zero, turning these battlers legsyrup.

*MV's anime pillows attached to his bed cheering*

(Don't surround yourself with depressed people.)
(You become a product of that environment.)

Wild wit the drugs, child actin' thuggish coppin' from new people
laced like shopping for shoes, equalizing pain
as homies from highschool stay dropping like used needles
contradiction for down upon I look using prescriptions
as the world maintains pace trapped in this human condition
was once the first to pull, each situation personal
quit searchin' for foolishness and now it's work and school
clinging to this life force i've still yet to understand
lessons of a man pressed from pressure in demand
so I left her with her hands open tethered where she stands
for this love is pure it's potent not to be undermined
and her's is all the same and got me to wonder why
how two so close become near opposites over time
this love becomes pain, seems impossible but it's tried and true ..
.. it's the motions I suppose which notions
all that was once open always closes

Always closes, unless the door breaks open and gets pulled off the hinges by 4 gay Romans,
Not implying an element of forced rape notion, so if it entered your thoughts for ā moment that's just your brain's quotient,
On the toilet as I'm rhyming this,
Simultaneously dropping 2 piles of shit,
The size of which you might predict by how long this passage of writing is,
I'll be glad when it's been expelled,
This mother fucker is mean as hell,
You don't need a medical degree to tell,
My diet needs fibre like its on DSL,
Backlogged mad clogged, I'm hoping it'll snap off,
I'm no puss but I'll admit I'm in a bad spot,
I'm 50-50 between you existing and not, but if you do then fucking thanks God

always studied lyrics discovering who's hot
easy to notice a writer, sleeves up and in a trance
difficult to follow yet easy to understand
continental open like Greece was a cover band
cause when i'm on it's over throw peace wit the other hand
let you know it's love not egregious you come in last
imagine living life as remedial underclass
life so painfully evil straining cerebral till somethin snaps
.. but nothing snaps, shit is a business
and shit just is what it is

I'm rapping it fresh in the booth,
It is what it is when the leng split ya roof,
They don't see it like an intelligent sleuth but life's an endless pursuit of regretting the truth,
Sometimes I feel like a pathetic excuse, weak n past it,
Then I take more drugs and I feel fantastic,
Even when I'm at my least bombastic,
I'm still that little bit nicer like when you greet a spastic,
All I need is a shower and a good night's sleep,
And to clean my entire house, vac up, try sweep,
Get my car fixed that'll spunk 5 Gs,
And I'll be on my way to being less of the cunt I've been,
It's a walk in the park yet its all a facade,
Falling apart like roses stored in the dark,
But sometimes shit happens like forcing a fart,
It's about framing stained boxers & calling it art

Wot u talkin abaaat, d d don't know wot ur talkin abaaaat

Word, they don't know what they're talking 'bout...
Using it as a crutch, 'till I tell them that they should "walk it out"...
But what's the sense in walking, when Walken could float in the air?
Wasn't at my destination, but trust me, I was emotionally 'there'
Especially for you, as nobody cared
When there wasn't enough gas in the tank for you to spare
Anyways, too much depth for the spatially inept...
Disregard anything within spaces that are unkempt
Clean house, getting praises that are sent
Accept it to keep me out of places of contempt
A prized writer, with the desire to see what lies higher
My fire, like 'Statham, touching a livewire.
Set myself ablaze, akin to Cage, engulfed in flames
All these talking lames,
Say they're electric, n' then get shocked, by change.
Money talks in ways not deciphered by the tickers on the stock exchange...
Often slaves to the idea of the free market, until...
Contrary information has you shaking off your chains...
So ask me what I'm talking about
When your sought after clout is worth nothing, once they block your account?
Bought your 15 seconds a fame n' realized...
your dignity shouldn't be sold for no dollar amount.
The calm before the storm - you should brace for it...
Chasing for n' easy way to be dissuaded, by Chase Morgan.
I'm not interested in what 'they supporting...
Considering they're willing to kill each other than refrain a courtship.
Product of my environment; a digital copy
For the soul purpose of doing what I couldn't, in a physical body
Seeing you hit keys, n' they become powerful tools
Messages far lucrative than the ones coming out of the schools

key up shit using my fingers.. pause, wtv, a stupid delinquent
true to the sequence, ruthlessly beat shit down
proving I mean this, whether loose leaf or the key shit
read a few drops, salute to the thinkers
not turning left still I'm using a blinker
typical slang today for using the reefer
like, I refuse to believe it
what ruined our freedom now legally used for convenience
literally bought from them stores we use for convenience
have you ever seen this?
times today fly miles ahead of two thousand three, shit
feel lost in the translation as I formally write
and cross examination without lawyers in sight
for it's multiple courses like a small plates meal
that need to be passed like the ball down field..
I mean you dig me idk i'm weird with intellect
a sinner with shame wondering the benefit

I'm wondering the benefit of numbering my pencil kit,
I'm struggling to tell if this motherfucking red is pink,
Blundoring at spelling is just a thing I never did,
I had a 4 way with 3 6's like summoning the devil shit,
I look a little better if my drug usage stops,
But they make me feel great so I keep doing lots,
I've got rolls in mind like movie plots,
I get cooked but keep a lid on it like stewing pots,
The rooms I got at home look crappy as ever,
You'd think it turns girls off but actually never,
I would've thought these bitches standards were better,
But I keep bringing up dates like traffic n weather

... "And now with the traffic report on the 1's - it's pouring down cum"
Your bitch ran outside, with her tongue sticking out, before it begun
If that isn't the biggest indicator of a slut...
She wears a shirt with a downwards arrow saying, "I take up the butt"..
Make it up for what? I'm too busy slamming her twat...
Need an instructional manual to remove her hand from my cock
Nah, I'm lying. I kept it there.
Whip it out, while she gets prepared.
I got it on her chest, her hair. Her neck, her ear...
Aside from covering her like breaking news, the rest was spared
No. I'm saying we 'FUCKED ALL NIGHT", so, the rest, was 'spared'. :D
Yeah... her lips quivered, n' her thighs were spazzing...
I'd imagine THAT head, would need a SPECIAL kind of aspirin.
Yeah, she bobbing similar to the way ostriches get...
Pussy shot like it was sought, by a vet..
A "caution' sign hanging off her neck...
I'm talking so wet, my cock was submerged to an impossible depth
Said her game is like the pay gap, 'cuz it's "all in her head'...
She wanted another go before nodding to bed
The sheets were so drenched, I wore water-wings as a condom, instead
Shit.... guess I'll keep it PC
And tell Maurine (Marine) after it's done, "now, that wasn't deep, see?" (Deep Sea)
Bored, and I need sleep.
These keys keep me up for more than three weeks
Non stop, so I basically concede peace.
Can see piece of the pie needs to divide...
It's uneven before I'm reaching for mine, to eat...
And the dopamine it secrets, is divine.
Gaining weight every day, but it gets easy with time
Since I'd rather deal with eating food than with people, online.
AHHHHHHH... another verse to make...
Random spurts of hate...like
How the FUCK does a 20 minute show have 3 5-minute commercial breaks?
Still ill. I kill it, then I kill, again.
No Mercy. I'm just a Smart fucker, like Billy Flynn.
Still akin to heating up the body, so I can peel the skin.
Lots of fish in the water - the problem's when you reel it in.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6jLjdNZef9w

Twenty Karats
Hundred Fifty Berries.
They wanna be sick I'm just giving yall a serum
To relax on, throwing MC's till they ragdoll - into mirrors.
Interference, everytime I drop signals start appearing.
I change real life, struggles getting nearer.
Don't even feel like yall don't want to hear it.
You a parasite latching on alllllllll those theorems.
You are terrified lookin at it clearer.

damn.. it must be manic bipolar to slightest degrees
guess i'll key it up instead of the ringed college ruled
shit hits like a Mack truck in that Chucky movie I can't remember
I feel it's times like these where rhymes don't freely flow
and punchlines aren't crafted carefully enough
that gold can emerge surrounded by uncut jewels
waiting in display cases to hold for the pleasure of sight
i've embellished this life force repeating myself
a constant reminder of failure, recovery, failure
these drugs suited up searched for and found me
this tailored discovery clouds each eye periodically
fake it till you make it finds realism
causing allergic reactions, symptoms of numbness
blurred are the days once craved, studying cases
sliding by as time pursues our quest to live
deep enough to make you think twice
however on second thought its the surface
I've tried clawing, but can't.. same expectancy
that those a bit simple could change
to understand found simplistic complexities..

Rhyme words into intricate texting schemes
With basic intellect can intercept what the message means...
Blessed to be in a place, with the guarantee
redux history is being erased...
Up the hierarchy, bitches feeding me grapes.
Word, dial it back.
Shit is full circle, I'm getting 'a-round' to that...
Decades here now, n' still got the style intact...
1000 pounds, in fact, walk around cause the ground to crack...
Wild, watch the vowel impact every sound of thr crowds reaction
Break it down, to fractions. That's an order, fulfilled...
The concrete rose with no thorns to reveal
An apparition manifested from a sordid appeal...
The last air-bender, dog.
Intergalactic think-tank; rip the multi-gradient fenders, off.
On the 22's, like it's 10 o' clock.
Dope shit. I'm not gonna sit here and pretend it's not.
The pen's hot.
Numbers like a crashed Mclaren rental's got.
Sometimes braggadocious, other times introspective
Usually a mix of the two
Which means you actually never know what I'm fixing to do
Intermixing a few lines designed to align with their simpleton views
Banking on perceptions that 'change' when their interest 'accrues'
Crabs in a bucket...
Money hand over fist, just a tad over budget.
Mad at those with money in the bank, but don't actually touch it.
Say they're saving it for their retirement funds
Only for it to expire by the time that it comes
Nest egg, imploded. Suit and tie sleuths decide your life from there.
Back when you were quite prepared...
Naked truth. But homie, it is my right to 'bare'...
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Interspersing every message, with random puns.
Fastened their ashes inside ceramic drums
Open doors for those that wish to see reason
One punch knock you out of your Super Mario dream sequence
Constant reminder of failure - recovery, failure
Running out of your funds - no other money to ail' ya
I mean, you're out on the run, until somebody tails ya
N' you see a bunch of gorillas coming, like a Discovery trailer.
Nah, let the don, key...
"Is he who he says he is?" Well, probably...
If they're out here, serving out food for thought, with Beyond Meat.
Just so long as it calms beef.
Segue from that to this...
Irony, lines are non-binary, 'cuz the facts don't miss.
So apt to give you an ass to kiss.
Then cross back to it - that's a reference for the Catholics...
A masochist couldn't drop raps that are this blasphemous!!!
I won't apologize to you...
Words hurt. I'm only here to cauterize the wound.
All the lies assumed to be true. Presumably, you...
Best align yourself to those beliefs. So, you are using them, too.
Why are so you uptight, huh? Try and loosen the screw.
Before you persecute me for my musical views
The price you pay? Could be night and day...
Could be the difference between selling your rights, away.
Hard to see these heights, like a flight delay.
Till you find yourself apart of the light display
Despite the way you fight to keep the parasites, at bay.
They keep coming. Don't think they're listening clearly
Too busy being clouded by the revisionist theory
Prized possessions, reprised, as lessons.
Clear my mind and maximize the blessings.
Faint cries that echo from my obsessions
The quantum orchestra, synthesizing in live progressions
Defy impressions defined by the rise of their suicide confessions...

Vernacular presence, spectacular essence, the mack's pearlescent
mastered the method, dish humility while lame's passive aggressive
I said it's nice-art imitates life is the impression I suppose
so my obsession with the ho's misdirection with they clothes
leads to scattered undergarments passionately thrown
but what she doesn't know is it's actually her home
for underneath this floorboard a practice is condoned
surpasses thee unkown-syke i'm lying..
for ain't shit new-though we finish and she's asking for her phone
I answered wit a handful of a known odor and she's ethered
wake up chained up.. kids today writing this shit
end up on FBI lists, he wants to kidnap bitches
can't you tell it's all in his writtens
these chicks he's calling them kittens
next sentence starts mauling them senseless
who's at fault in these instances?
either way get off of the premises
.. how they'd honestly end up probably ending it
weird shit but yo it's 2024

Word, I'm just here to rap...
Nah I'm lying, that new chain of yours... where it at? (run it)
N' do the earrings match? (do it?)
Weirdo's act like I ain't Debo around here - relax...
Sitting back in their chair, chilling, until all of their gear, gets snatched...
Now, go cry in the car. Take that. Take that.

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Pussy ass nigga - I'll catch yo' ass on the Way Back.
Uh. This ain't a time machine.
They never seen lines this mean.
They'd rather give you some rhyming schemes, then try to sprinkle some lies, between.
Oh, oh. Now, you cooking, huh? Wait -- Chef Curry?
Forget fury. My text, hurried together, still make the vets, worry.
Dig dirt up on me, then you get buried.
I need this to rhyme, so, um.... Ceme--TURRY. (there.)
No... cemetery. I walk around with the heads I carry
Like the new version of Kratos...
My run on here, has been legendary.
I haven't been running, though. More like I'm casually walking...
With this battery in my back, I can't imagine me stopping.
I just naturally waltz in. ;)
It's actually insulting extracting their top ten
after I popped in, one rap reset them back to their factory option...
Yeah... BEEP-BOOP. BEEP-BOOP.
That's the sound of a reboot.
There's not enough ice water baths in the world for 'em to recoup.
But yo, it's '24...
Why are they still trying to put the key through a crooked door?
I was kicking ass until my foot, was sore.
Gave her 12 inches
She said, "That's EXACTLY what I'm looking for"
Nothing was out of place, but you knew that something's a-FOOT, for sure.
Eh yo, run that back. Give me a record scratch.
Come on, you didn't know what was going on in those message gaps?
You should've done a better job when you checked her apps
We performed all kinds of sexual acts
You would know, if you checked her past...cuz of her checkered past.
I'm playing chess in a checker match.
They expecting that high volume flow for these low-effort cats
Uh, Trump on his second assassination attempt...
Mischaracterization to try and place that blame, on the Dems..
Nah, let me not. Let me a chill a bit.
I'm still legit killing shit. Ill as it will permit.
Feeling if, nah, shut the fuck up.
If you were never down, how would you know what's up?
You wouldn't. So, put a cork in it.
Then twist that cork until you hear a pop.
It'd be loud, but not if you ear was clogged.
Old Man yelling at a cloud, raps...
Indebted to my, "Why the fuck are you still around?" tax.
Taxes, am I right?
Wouldn't want to make the mistake of paying you twice.
Shit is a medieval, hitting up online merchants for 'sage' advice...
BUY NOW! So you can lock in this AMAZING price.
Garnish your wage, n' they wonder why all these places, strike.
You want to save ME money? Take a hike.
I maybe 38, but, like...
you ain't gon' take advantage, because my mama raised me right...
Play the fool, end up playing yourself.
Get info now, or spend your lifetime waiting, for help.
Freedom of information, yet everybody is still dumb.
How you gonna live, with no foundation to build from?
Man, I'll slap drool...
from these uneducated rap fools...
The message may be Draconian, but you know cash, rules.
Simply follow the cash rules.
Or end up going 'nuts' not knowing your cash use. (cashews)

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So much raps, you don't know where the hell they are coming from.
Book of raps, looking taxed. Kids looking pressed.
Straight as an arrow, with this crookedness.
Look, it just keeps flowing; I'm hooking fish.
What? They getting these rooks from Wish?
Instead of saying you're the chef - chef - just COOK THE DISH!
Ugh. Let it be known.
My mind is its own person - I am never alone.
Jekyll and Hyde, that shit is embedded, in stone.
Speaking of stone... I'm wishing to throw mine, but, to each of their own.
One step for man, and a giant leap for the throne.
I said that weak shit? We don't condone.
Given my history, I will never be an unknown.
Nomad lifestyle, with the freedom to roam
Slice both my wrists, and the result will be me bleeding, in poem.
Or is that too astute?
Too many pages from this forum that you can use as truth
Wouldn't be a concern if I had the people to prove this to
Music you play on LO-FI, for its lucid view
Plane to sea I fly first class on the acoustic hues
My life is far from razor edge, more like the edge of a razor...
Sometimes, I pay a price that's more than my mental could wager
Not sure what I'm responsible for, aside from this human sack of flesh
If life is a giant lesson... did I pass the test?
Forget metaphors, speak reality to you...
So much so, you'd think I possess the power of voodoo..
Ah, mortality. I tell ya, it's a fickle thing.
I don't think many people are ready for what it will bring.
One moment, you can be youthful...
The next, you're floating over your own body... at your funeral.
Guess that's too dark... anchor's off of the boat...
And, if I'm being honest, I wouldn't want it to float...
Leave a beautiful corpse inside of a bottomless moat..
Taking your last breath, as endless water is clogging your throat..
Type... type... then keep typing.
Same old story, rehashed... yet, I keep writing.
What's there to grasp? Seriously, who's the crazy one?
When we're parroting where we get centralized information from
Sources missing, citing uhm... that one guy
that said that one thing, one time. I mean ---
They seemed reasonable as they said it...
Can't imagine that kind of fact checking is aptly pathetic.
Even more so thinking back on it, after I read it.

Yo after I read it, I put the quran down n said "shit, I still don't actually get it",
I used to buss nut thrice daily now my wanking's pathetic,
I used to do it at work, nip to the lav with a semi,
Jacked off all trades I'm not the master of any,
I'll attack when I'm ready, Once I've finished this bowl of pasta with veggies,
I'll show up at your door while I brandish a chete and cut you to ribbons like tagliatelle,
Action, I wear capes, yeah mate & carry bear mace,
I'll bring a nuclear arsenal to a tortoise n a hare race,
Fair play? I'll shoot a window through when I air 8,
For stepping bent in more than one way like a helical staircase,
They're on a square wave, but their angles are wrong,
I wouldn't sine them cos of the tangent they're on.
Paythagorus, mathematical one,
I split atoms my divisions so naturally strong,
See if they rep their city when the central mass of it's gone from a chain reaction as long as my vascular slong, In a space of time shorter than your inadequate dong,
Could've referenced a korean guy who's leading life feeling like he needs to die but doesn't have the balls to proceed but I thought it might have reached a time where it's played out n a little bit cheese n chive,
I've tried signing up to netcees 3 times,
They don't accept me, me? Why?
I know Mic resin's their champ n after I clean wiped him he cried then no showed our next battle n just resigned,
But that was back when I gave a fuck, before I started dropping gay bars to shake it up n leave em with faces looking like they got aching guts, like an entire weekend of getting anal does,
I wish virb n celph would change their minds bout this competition,
But I've run out of optimism,
Too many kids infect the site with a toxic vision that can't be cured with a docs prescription for amoxicillin,
Makes me want to quit, drop the shit, Then I think to myself, "I know what it is, something was amiss", so ya know what you wanna do? Put a donk on it

Deuteronomy, Qu-ran a nu-enCe of a higher speech
Walking like a new-god, with the stick like I'm sun wu kong.
Fuel is like fallen leaves, steps getting too large.
Rest stealing the war, stress cheering u on.
Vets kept stealing our bars cut

Popping out to speak they aint popping enough.
I step on bars like when yall hop in a truck.

I hop in a truck, n realise I've forgotten a foot,
*gets bottled off stage at comedy club*,
I've got to that age where I probably should, but do not give a fuck,
Went to London for the weekend, being modest it sucks,
Every interaction almost hollow enough to store the sorrow it must afford to be loved,
Tbf it's not exactly poppin in Hudds,
You just expect that its raining, people forever complaining,
Smell on their breath they been wasting the pennies they're chasing,
I need to end this but haven't got any jokes, just a solid approach on the hobby ya chose,
When I catch you at Tesco taking up skirt shots with ya phone,
All you wanted was-porn but got a whole frog in ya throat

Where do I start.. vicarious thoughts lost-got parried and owned
imperative flow cherished.. fruits act similar-I bury you clones
get it-it happens quick, witted with sinister maladaptive practices
can't cope, awkward, spazzin' passionate as if vocabulary lacks
I shit words, it's vocabulary laxative shipped in Amazon packages
.. lost, walking down writers block with nothing dope to spit.. toking rips
in hopes it hits but can't get a thought together like musty hoes on fig
I'm crushing dope to sniff.. real drugs, the ruin your life type
seen fiends act wild as fuck like who in their right mind?
but that's me.. using this ice like I'm not embarrassed from trash behavior
.. athletes in metal spheres, i'm roll-in' this bubble like American Gladiators
a reach you can call it I guess..
I reach for my wallet, inspect it for cellophane baggies melted at the top
best know it's so special wrapped up like bows of felt ribbons were bought
mimicking mockery, laughing for it's the image instilled
within an addicts head knowing that it isn't for real..
.. it's the pinnacle, pied piper sniped a cynical prized writer
for nobody's safe, wet up a bitches genitals-it's a wrap
good dope and good pussy is quite a whimsical little trap
for those moments nothing seems fictional whippin' snatch
till you come down.. and get whittled to death by facts
this life shit is crazy..

I'm The Master Still...The Greatest Of All With The Fastest Quill...
The Strap Can Fill Your Tulips, No Medical Herbs But Your Caps'll Peel...
I Ain't Really Concerned About How These Rappers Feel...
They're Wack For Real, Not Even Half As Ill, They're Daffodils..
It's Kill After Kill, I Spit Poison & Flames The Double Edged Blade In A Drakon Build...
A Legend In My Own Right, The Story Begins When I Grasp A Hilt...
The Formation Of Metaphors In My Brain Occurs As A Passive Skill...
Wordplay Takes Form As An Active & I Use Those To Attack At Will...

To Be The Best You Have To Squash The Ultimate Human First...But...
You Couldn't "Match This Pace" If You Created An Alternate Universe..

Some Expert Advice, Never Feed A Biter Your Best Work In Life...
& Still Manage On Average To Leave A Hole In A Gut<< It's What A Sweatshirt Is Like...
I'm Never Pressured To Fight But I Got A Knife & I Like Making The Gesture To Swipe...
So Come Correct Or I'll Do More Than Just Give Your Vestures A Slice....

This Revolver Is Like The Pyramid On The Dollar, An Eagle Is Always Drawn Beside It...
I Reduce Numbers Upon Numbers Get Out Of Line You'll End Up Long Divided...
I'm GOD Designed, You Can Stay Pissed Until The Teeth In Your Jaws Have Grinded...
Hand Happy Towards You Faggots Whatever You Say I'm Throwing The Paws Behind It...

this light seems dimmer than usual
no other synonym or way to put it
rhymes sometimes seem silly to me
for everything's forced whenever we try
but I guess it's kind of dope when the story aligns
wish I was told how life mortifies a persons eyes
though to explain that to a child isn't right
for these children are the essence of life
and to corrupt that is simply out of line
it's energy encapsulating all that is around
and to have that stagnant explain's in part
why everything is so fucked up now
it's humanity at its peak.. I think about the road that's not known
pondering on how many planets could be in the goldilocks zone
.. see I just did it, i'm corny.. but it aligns with the story
for this shit is infinite continuous expansion, how?
hard to be complacent
I don't get it in the slightest

I don't get it in the slightest how pedaling a bike is anything but time which is better spent inside with amphetamine, a fine bitch, maybe some ephedrine derived shit, but then again in time its essentially deciding whether you're a cyclist or heading for a psych list,
More than likely the latter as I'm finding that after I've been lining the rafters my mind is in tatters, but awareness prevents me being surprised it collapses when it finally shatters like velma finding her glasses,
Anyway, I'm pure beef bro, what are you 3 stone? Checking yourself out like "sweet bones"? Of course you'll feel on top of the world ya beanpole,
Ya know like been to the pole? Yeah you know my keystyles awful bitch, forcing it, ought to quit, been eating cobs all day I'm dropping corny shit

Use all types of metaphors to force it with
My encyclopedia could be doubled up as a torture kit
Nigga's all Kevorkian, tell the Champagne Papi to stick a cork in it...
Little dork, legit get your ass waterboarded, with...
A quart of piss.... I don't even know the numerical merit...
So, to avoid breaking it down, I'm-a give you this lyrical lyric...(here)
See how lyrical that shit is, bro?
Fuck no, you didn't. You wouldn't know greatness if I smashed your fucking head up in it.
Leave that shit Split like, James McAvoy...
Battle rap, I am Pastor Troy!
Scrap the Schrodinger's theory, leave cats destroyed.
Even when I'm not thinking clearly.
But I guess that's an accurate gauge of whenever this ink is near me.
The body is still alive, but it is blinking, barely.
It's barely blinking!
I don't care, I am here to sink in the messages
Even with recklessness, from apparent drinking.
You know how to fuck a kid's life up? From a parent, drinking.
To being a canary in a cage, to watching a parrot, drinking.
Fear an inkling of having your career wash up, to the shore
But no more than the blow bestowed, when you hear it, sinking...
Can't remedy that thought, can you?
Too busy chasing your aspirations...
There will come a day where you have to face it...
Almost 20 years on a forum, yet I ain't that complacent!
If it comes full circle? Rest assured, I'll be back to basics...
Got a longer track record than Pastor Mase's
So I'm done being Neo to those that can't grasp the matrix..
Barely grasp the spoon...
Old man raps, mid-naps in the afternoon
Eat a snack, then I have to snooze....
Half-way through mortality - what do I have to lose?
In 40 years, I'll be sourcing protein, through plastic tubes
IF I live that long... flat-cap and slacks
Dr telling me I need to relax... come to think of it...
I'll be so old, I probably wouldn't give a shit
I'd be willing to fight somebody over slapping my bingo chip.
Clearly tired, and wanting rest.
Watched the trailer for Mr. McMahon, and I'm not impressed.
Firing on all cylinders with...
Whatever comes to my mind as I'm scribbling it
Enough things stuck inside my head to make The Diddler, sick.
Baby oil shortages. Dry behinds, everywhere.
Diddy taking back shots; nanny-cam in the teddy bear
Celebrities deleting messages, claiming it's an account hack...
Lawyer saying it's bad, but in a couple years, he'll bounce back...
UHH.... where we watching the same show?
Ain't no coming back from that, but I guess that's what the fame's for...
The most powerful men or being systematically taken off..
As a female has a chance to become president.. I just can't shake that off. (I can't)
But I'll keep my "conspiracy theories" to myself...
I'd imagine you do a lot of heinous shit, when you have wealth
Perhaps, it's beneath you to want to seek out help
When you got fame gnawing at you, like it's the Keebler elf.
The degrees of separation has me to desensitized...
Sex trafficking wasn't a thing, but now it's an enterprise.
No, I don't mean like completely non existent, but if it's
as bad as they say it is, how's it a lucrative business?
All these moving parts? I would like to believe
With those transportation trucks...it wouldn't be hard to see, would it?
I don't know. Above my paygrade, in a million ways...
I'd sooner believe Suge could come and kill me, with aids.
I'd sooner believe Galaxy Gas is for enhancing a meal
Then being implicated in providing the drugs that got Chandler killed...
Sorry, I meant Matthew Perry.
Hard to dig up dirt on somebody without a past to bury.
Black clouds loom over, yet I know the overcast, can vary.
Watching the world burn, one turn at a time...
Like me, watching my mortality, in a vertical line.
Bad posture, got me curving my spine...
The pain hits me like 'clockwork', so I guess it's my turn, to 'unwind'...

prescription addiction.. beware-it's not flashy
facts.. strolling i'm so impaired I call taxis
for Doctor Jeckyll cause Mr Hyde's to scared to walk past me
i'm double that.. maybe triple that given the math
of one extra illness i'm beginning to add
substance use disorder-bipolar both sit in my lap
then stuck with myself-the whole system is whack
extremely happy poking out my chest
to so depressed i'd blow it out my head
enter addiction.. bipolar episodes-compounded meds
.. left is myself
the cycle continues like I peddled and jumped letting the bike ghost ride
feeling the same way, there's no controlling what life decides
rather hide for real, wishing being the type to quit
but can't and on the real life-life's a bitch
using time to sit like there ain't pies to flip
syke I kid-i'm whack.. seriously on writers block
and still it remains nice
.. and I ain't got shit else damn

OK, well, I got some stuff I could probably spit...
So much, in fact, I take a stand... 'cuz I can hardly sit...
I like petrol cars, but I know one day electric cars will exist
to take over the market, cuz it's archaic to start your car, with a switch...
No wait, I meant combustion engines...
Hear it when I'm parking that bitch...
Or maybe I'm adverse to not having a car that farts out a mist
I mean, you tell me you like that boring drone...
Only to be rattled by a Mclaren, that's roaring home...
Hoping the rebates will be enough
Did it for the environment, but can't afford your loan...
In other words, you will probably need a new one, before it's owned...
OK. That's a little dramatic.
Every turn from the wheel suddenly picking up static.
You're gonna tell me self-driving's better than whipping through traffic?
Give me the choice to choose, if I can have it...
Cameras everywhere, getting rid of Big Brother is worse than kicking a habit.
Ugh.. but those gas prices, man.
They just keep hiking, damn. I swear a liter of gas for me was like a grand.
Could've swore I saw the attendant inside,
rub his hands together like Birdman in that house meme, when I arrived.
No prepaid stations, otherwise, I would just get in and drive
But I had to go in, ended up paying a grand before my debit could slide.
Anyways, a small price to pay...
Between having your battery swell to the point it blows up, while you're driving, like Michael Bay.
Hell, buying it is throwing your life away
I guess 6 months before delivery's now, "A slight delay..."
Plus, doesn't the cold weather reduce its capacity?
"Actually, it does but, that's still better than gas, to me."
Um. Alright, then. I honestly just wrote like 15 lines about
petrol and current, n' don't really care about either of them...
Bought a couple of Goosebumps books to relive my youth, again...
Salvation army's my favorite when I got a dollar or two, to spend.
Shit, buy five books n' you get one for free...
Buy a couple of more then sell them for 3$
Do that 15 million more times, n' you'll have a couple G's.
Then use that to purchase the online platform to run your schemes...
That's if you have that push in you, I know I certainly don't.
I'm not even exactly sure of the words that I spoke.
Word salad. Tongs sitting in an empty bowl.
When you find out who spiked the punch? You don't let them home.
Chasing imaginary penguins, outside of the mansion..
I tried to relax, and it crept up on me like some kind of assassin.
Wait.... the fuck?


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Fieri Iussit Nullum
I came here 4 All you humans.
Hubris if I fall like Julius
Players I coach and recruit them.
When this music shoots straight through me.
Consume this in union, just use this.
Like an artifact in your toolkit.
I'm Still schooling all of these cool kids.
Go far? I'm 2 in, Olive branch with a few clips.
It's a stick up, pools large no poolstick.
Money skimmer saying you win.