Freestyle Cypher

In your mix about to be spread...

That sounds like some shit a homosexual said right before bed
I'd ignore the advances given the circumstances, unless you wanna chance it
Its romantic to compare me to Chuck Manson, opponents found in the back of a coup smellin rancid
The more amped I get, quicker to flip, you niggaz should be ready to panic
Not ready, get thrown off the planet, fucka tombstone, you under the granite
I'm talking to YOU holmes... Like E.T. nigga how you figure to phone home
In a zone blown facing the unknown, some prone to turn BITCH when ITS ON...
Me? As an O.G. I work more like a light switch, ignites quick
Leader of Men like Leonidas, Gladiator, raps are greater so are the number of rabbid haters
Gravitators to paydirt, sometimes what I say hurts
I only display the worse if you say some shit first
Now disperse or get merked, your whips a hearse, eclipsed the need for a nurse
So then we lift turf, ease you under the earth's crust
Never again to surface, whenever I pen with purpose
Every rhyme I write should end with two serpents...

Dude's worthless, trying to fuck with the king, so I kick em' some new verses...
While they experiment with the knowledge written, n' do searches...
Scrutinize any overseer when this boot collides...
with everybody's ego just to see it reduce in size...
Yeah... what's the worth of being smart when we battle the stupid?
What's the worth of being smart without having me prove it?
Rhythm in melody in my flow when I grab an acoustic
And break a person's body into atoms, watch his matters in movement...
Fucking kids these days, I see em' as children...
So me, being this ill, I feed em' until they need a pediatrician...
I be in commission. Call me Neo, after freeing the system...
I jot', don't need intuition...
I breathe, verses see to the vision...
No means or ignition, I stream line the team, bring it to an even condition...
My terrain? The high acclaim.
Loud cries from the silent rain...
Peak valleys die, n' the idled crown is where I remain...
Explosion like a hydrant drain.
I am vein that I climb, raising the tides higher than Poseidon's name
Try to run from the violent, catch more than a trident sting
Breaking ligaments, you'll get punctured to death...
DSL modem, the way these punches connect...
You won't be able to duck it, you get cut through your neck...
Off with his head! The doctrine, Doc. Strange, I walk wit' the dead...
My thoughts causing havoc, the same type I plot in the thread...
Rocking black moccasins, with socks that are red...
ugh...

Yeah... I'm well aware I wrote that ^^ so I could keep up the scheme...
Didn't need to place that part in the verse, it was retarded at first...
but I thought of it for a second n' decided to place it in...
Over arguing with myself for a second, but fuck it...
I'm just rapping n' having fun...
Shooting the shit. This musical ish'? To me? Makes it truly legit.
I'm like Julius Erving with the unusual wording...
King of the Ruckus.
Precision like the ball hitting the net before it slings in the buckets...

im dope with flows and you could learn a lot from observing me
im not in the navy but Ive been across the world and the seven seas
you could have the biggest hunch still not be a part of notre dame
its all in a name then that proves you couldn't reiterate the blame
this is a song of destruction theres not much more to it than that
leave some room because when I blast people are forced to stand back
there aint nothing to it im just flipping the decks and ripping mics
if this was a quiz then I would take first prize even in the darkest night
im like a journal that needs to be filled with pages of verses
still looking for that crack in your game like monopoly except you got no purpose
and im just sitting here writing some lines and bars for you to examine
you could buy a bottle of gin and swim around in it like a cannon
there aint much to say life basically speaks for itself
you so shitty ya rhymes are attracting the fleas better invest in some insect repellent

Uh yeah insect repellent...
the depth of my intelligence with respect to these faggots
is crucial... dragging the Dragon out of his taverns will get you battered and bruised, too.
Shatter the 4th wall, like the Norse God.
In the front, ripping the porch off.
Celph Taut is coarse, with no remorse for the forum board talk.
Watch me walk the boardwalk, Empire is still raising hell...
Like they did on that show, n' explode, like "go ahead, save yourself"
Trust me, I stare in the dark with an arrogant ego...
America Ultra, wearing an Eagle... with such combative skills, you would swear it's legal.
But I'm here for the people, is my war cry...
I don't fuck em' with soft cats... n' that's the truth, all facts...
You mall rats are still finding your placement...
Hard as a rock, n' my mind is adjacent...
I'm the 3rd Dynasty, defying societies waste bin...
Who the hell's talking about twerking these days?
So underground I raise the pillars into commercial estate
Break the Earth when I make the axis slant at a vertical state...
Be like, you may be a straight shooter, but trust me when I say this curvature ain't!
Learn to restraint your emotions, cause I'm no angel approaching...
Revenge is a dish best serve cold - I can almost taste the commotion!
Beast mode, the finally let the leash go...
Two fast for your process? Here, I can speak slow.
Break a couple of teeth if you knuckle up on the street...
N' pull a strap... fuck a bullet cap, take your scalp n' then pull it back!
Snap your neck... leave your carcass in midday...
Behind a garbage can, for the garbage man of your city...
I have everything but pity, empathy, and sympathy...
This is me, top to the bottom, realistically.

Insect repellent...

Pardon me while I inject rebellion on a track that's celibate
I'm a Felon, predicate, don't follow no etiquette
All the greats you love to hate have bought a house in Connecticut
I'm the exception, since inception I've been destined, now its manifested
Even though everything I fling isn't being digested.. Its a quest kid
Put in your best bid, sometimes you get bested, use that as a lesson..
At the end of the day did you make an impression, if you did then count your blessings
There is always somebody contesting, could be your best friend
Or some whore you having sex with, either way, death wish
Its like people you don't mesh with have a fetish
Circle of life, It's armageddon, I believe I'm the best in the league like I start for the Redskins
Across from me sits Angela Ye as we discuss stories from Deadspin
Charlamange said what I brought to the game was medicine
Envy replied I brought light to the game like Thomas Edison
Callers then called in and said its like we Kin or Brethren
Got more followers than most reverends, ILL FINESSE, excellence that never ends...

Chemical resin sends smoke signals up the chimney that they represent...
Once they get that message sent, they lock down the quarters and block off the president...
My rebellion nature is, telling you haters with no reception to expect the debater...
Set precedents, resting on paper. Intellectual prospects that reach the depths of creators
Resurrected and projecting the savior.
Defining the totem.
See the sign of a lion, a Goliath, a social giant to show em'....
the alliance of lines that I apply in these moments is almost like science components...
Quiet emotions that tell the eyes what's designing the focus...
Once that, timing approaches I'm applying the bind of the flow and
tying it to the other side of the boat while the ocean liner's been noticed...
These people that are firing off, require a boss...
It's not me. If I'm not in your top 10, it's because I'm in your top 3.
If I'm not in your top 3? It's OK, you got me in your top seed...
If I'm not your top seed? GUESS WHAT? I'M TOO HIGH, I'M IN A SPOT THAT IS NOT SEEN!
I awake in your dreams and take these basic themes to a higher echelon...
Far from text, beyond the steps that these vets expect in their repertoire...
Hydroplane. To a more tumultuous step... their focus is approaching
but their notes are inept. The God of the Gaps, what are you supposed to accept?
Dope, chosen as the component of death, the Leonidas
300, fighting a Persian.
See the flight that's emerging, like they're bird men.
Enlightening, like I'm a surgeon, precision of a knife sticking right in the sternum.
Fighting you vermin. Taking your life from you, right while you're squirming...
Now sleep with the fishes. So deep I can see you creep from a distance...
Shoot then retreat from the scene, 3 feet from the entrance...
You geeks need to be refreshed if you really think you can compete in a sentence...
I am complete, the mental elite with dimensions
rivaling the prisms of octagons, my thoughts beyond the top, and on...
Look, I just dropped a bomb.
The atomic song of the evil. Breaking down and dawning on the cathedral's pawn, can they're see through.

the first hit is always the best got me sticking out my chest
a this aint no threat but its still something for you to sweat
like a pest im flipping the decks and outlining bodies with chalk
and just like a plant I be growing mad stalks and aint no need to pause
im ripping mics up I know it sounds repetitive and redundant
but im like a rodent digging up roots searching for some knowledge
and still couldn't find any skill inside anyone elses verses
im like someone getting their licence since first they need a permit
and even the best of the best cant compete with trip you see
and I got one arm raised in the air like the statue of liberty
gonna twist it round my finger as if I was wearing a ring
and just like wasps and bees that get annoyed and die after they sting
im no good with liqour never enjoyed drinking cheap alcohol
top you off like canopies and even the referee still aint think u official

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Originally Posted by Ill Finesse

Insect repellent...

Pardon me while I inject rebellion on a track that's celibate
I'm a Felon, predicate, don't follow no etiquette
All the greats you love to hate have bought a house in Connecticut
I'm the exception, since inception I've been destined, now its manifested
Even though everything I fling isn't being digested.. Its a quest kid
Put in your best bid, sometimes you get bested, use that as a lesson..
At the end of the day did you make an impression, if you did then count your blessings
There is always somebody contesting, could be your best friend
Or some whore you having sex with, either way, death wish
Its like people you don't mesh with have a fetish
Circle of life, It's armageddon, I believe I'm the best in the league like I start for the Redskins
Across from me sits Angela Ye as we discuss stories from Deadspin
Charlamange said what I brought to the game was medicine
Envy replied I brought light to the game like Thomas Edison
Callers then called in and said its like we Kin or Brethren
Got more followers than most reverends, ILL FINESSE, excellence that never ends...

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Drop ur lll verse dude nevermind fucking round in the cyphers.

Now I'm just hyper.
Figure out battle styles and found a sound to decipher...
I go around like a sniper...
Pound for pound, lyrics venomous, I must be bound to a viper.
I destroy quarters, borders will follow.
And there's no point of reaching a resolution, cause there will be more for tomorrow.
You can wallow and bask, I'm unapologetic.
I don't edit or put my words in a expletive block, respect it or not!
I do whatever I have to do in a verse until it gets to the top.
Cause I get respect from vets, said I'm basically the best for the spot!
Lexicon like a double helix chromosome nesting, my thought
is much like the genesis, Celph has got the old testament locked...
Yeah.. so say your prayers, as I'm spraying until you lay to your death...
Hit up the queen bee, the rest will die trying to stay and protect...
It's my day to collect. I'm a metaphorical beast unleashed...
There's no hippie moments, or guns with flowers to keep the peace.
I come out guns blazing in section housing, gone need police.
And I'm fighting em, do Vicodin, spew my life in their view...
I'm nicer than you. I don't recall being polite, mate.
I did this to get my life straight. Hit up verses and fight fate.

im dropping bombs I got dope shit up to my neck
its funny you crashing because all you writing about is wreck
im dope and my lyrics are hot you just be wishing u was ill
I could pop you or parachute your ass as if you was a pill
im dope with lyrics I know I said that already but this repetitive
like Einstein all our knowledge of the universe is relative
im dope with lyrics this the third time round that I said that
im black as coal and up to date like a nuclear plant about to react
sure ill do this on the couch er when im watching some cable
you the worst at the grounds youd crumble quick like land that aint stable
im dope when I write shit quick its too funny when I crack jokes
truth is my matter like ya bitch she love it when I get all up in a blackhole
my rhymes go on for ages I could write for pages and pages
but you be surrounded by my bars call them rats in cages
gonna end this quick like neslee got the chocolate milk
I got tools that I keep in my shed gonna use em where ya tooth chipped
gonna run this forum better than anyone your read about in them magazines
I keep a drum machine you just the cherry on top of the whip cream
it was all a dream like martin luther king said in his speeches
im like beavers the way im building a dam to keep out the leaches

There's no group of people who can reach this... the highest echelon reached...
Dominated the West like a beast. The astonishment reflects in the east.
I'm no martyr, justifying killings of death with syllables, wrecking
villages, yep. The genocide of the human race is still in effect.
Look how I'm killing the set. No actors studio or film to direct...
I'm hanging down from the lights of the stage... swinging right through the
audience, like I am blazed. Rifle engaged. Stock, sending bullets
through any type of a face. Old, young, poor, rich - your life's been exchanged...
The sniper, have you separating faster than a wife that's estranged...
I'm an evil man. Having you flying out of your window, no Peter Pan.
Yeah, throw you the fuck out of a fifth story, that's the end of your chapter.
Think about it. End of your chapter?
Not the one for befriending a rapper. Doped off of epinephrine, need Excedrin
for my adrenaline, after.
Whoever wants next, it's better to ask ya.
Not even caring to type and I make this thread of mine your burial site...
I'm a... arrogant, self-centered parable, right.
Crashing down as I rock you back into turbulence, like a terrible flight.
Kiss your parents goodnight!
Bored, but this here's the life...
Kids flock to the forum.
Talk shit behind computer screens and drop in their boredom.
Whether they're skilled with the pen with what they got is not that important...
Taut's the warden, and when it comes to bars? I gotta support em'!

you aint heard nothing til you seen me on the decks
like you looking in a mirror way I can see your face reflect
Im dope with raps and my freestyles are ill in the cypher
you be digging for gold as if you were from the san fransico forty niners
im dope in a fight always prepared to throw fists
ill be stacking like bricks or a genie rub me right get yourself a wish
im dope as fuck I know how to act like you in control of me
im like a four leaf clover the way im so goddamn lucky
there aint much left to say because life speaks for itself
if you were on my airplane it would be completely stealth
im dope as a bar of chocolate and sweeter than candy
im completing my own tapestry and cant help it that im so happy
you be on the corner yeah but only when you copping the bus
you need to crack ya shell as if you were a type of nut
im dope working the crowd like I was at a baseball game
its all in a name but I bet you still cant feel this mans pain
I love smoking sour apple, diesel, or blueberry kush...
when im smoking my cheeks go red as if it made me blush

all my emotions are mushed into a collage of colors/
painting a refreshing fantasy- a mirage of brothers/
but in its trueness life causes for true grit/
i've lost a few screws that cost me two cents/
i carve the blueprints for all the harvard students/
i'ma arson who spits flames to char a crew with/
that was light like white bread/
if you throw up blood it could also be what you might shed/
my collection of sights led what i write- graphic in rhymes/
talk trash as fast as cassius clay jabbed in his prime/
pop a kolonopin with volka and suck on half of a lime/
intoxicated/
so i gots to rock his face with the ox,serrated/
just throwing words out like its a spelling bee/
the hell with these a helpless failed emcees/
bozos with no goals whose whole soul he sells and flees/
i usually act goofy/ black cutie groupie with a RACK and fat booty/
goin' off as if i have no reason to aim/
unleased from the belly of the beast seizin' his mane-beat em leavin' him tamed/
obedience:umybitch:
dont make me give you a whole picture complete in a frame/
you think we even the same is like thinkin you could extinguish my flame/
you only a lit match to begin/ out in a quick catch of the wind/
i go threw a six pack and the hen-sit back with the pen/
"bic" black when i print that quick, scratch is a sin/
i never find a error on me/
i bring terror to your territory/
next rapper go ahead and share ya story/.....

im dope on the mic got tons of subjects to address
like something no one understands it got me perplexed
aint nothing like my lyrics when im on the mic showcasing
since I don't know whats in the future or what I stand facing
im buying records and spinning shit on my turntable
I be like hbo you can only watch me if you got cable
im dope and my lyrics are hot there aint no escaping it
if it aint broken theres no poing in trying to get it fixed
once again im rhyming in my notepad and filling it with verses
and like gods house everyones welcome to worship at his churches
im performing and dropping ill so theres no stopping my originality
pops used to beat me my mom said so you have a strong personality
im illing even if I was drunk I would still kill this cypher
spitting through the wire like Kanye west except I wont expire
im dope as fuck got nothing much left to say life speaks for itself
and if I did this by accident you would think I was a bat outta hell
im a wreck don't take this rapping thing to the next degree
cuz just like lumberjacks you cant cut down a tree yourself for free
and like a car doing ninety in a thirty mile per hour zone
or even better yet Rome like Italy on my pay as you go phone

you know how many mics i own?/
different size and shape when i recite for tape/
i despise guys who try escapes/
cuz they the type with balls the size of grapes/
i'm like the guy who flies in capes- kryptonite?
i'm cripplin' a crip in his clothes/
equipped with triple the clips-my aim can hit a pimple on the tip of his nose/
sick wit it- really im coughin and weezin'/
you oughta toss me the keys to your altima 'fore i leave ya hands crossed in a coffin this evenin'/
its so easy to make this up/
refrain from sprayin' em- so take this butt from this AK to ya cranium/
my style is about creative ways to hurt/
dont wanna raise alert so i put em' down under and raise the dirt/