SILLY CYPHER SESSION
RenRouma [12:23 A.M.]:
My mind dwells in a realm of utter suspension
as my life has felt the hands that Time has dealt
all planned by the Father's invention
RenRouma [12:24 A.M.]:RBEngivale[12:23 A.M.]:
hella dope lol u just freewrite that?
RenRouma [12:23 A.M.]: yeah
RenRouma [12:23 A.M.]: just going off your verse
RBEngivale [12:23 A.M.]: that was smooth like butter yo
I'm smoother than butter yo
known to pull a fags card like I'm battlin' with Yu-gee-O (?)
RBEngivale [12:25 A.M.]: yu-guy-oh
RBEngivale [12:25 A.M.]: you fool!
RenRouma [12:25 A.M.]: lol oh
RBEngivale [12:25 A.M.]: (lots of little kids live near me)
RBEngivale [12:25 A.M.]: u know whats cool about that tho, i get to play all-time quarterback when they play football
RBEngivale [12:25 A.M.]: and so i dont gotta do anything
RBEngivale [12:25 A.M.]: no running, anyways, its fun
RBEngivale [12:26 A.M.]: we've played like four days in a row lol
RBEngivale [12:26 A.M.]: they come knocking on my door like im 10 years old again
RBEngivale [12:26 A.M.]: I play ball with kids that stay stalled, look I don't gotta do anything
RenRouma [12:27 A.M.]:
Look I don't gotta do anything
as I walk that thin line between reality
and many dreams
battling vicious fiends in nightmares
dominated by wicked kings who's
kicking schemes to trick the queens
into liking them
RBEngivale [12:28 A.M.]: The play's called, I throw to the black kid who's fast as if his race is mauled...
RBEngivale [12:28 A.M.]: or something...
RBEngivale [12:28 A.M.]: lol
RBEngivale [12:28 A.M.]: but the little black kid is fast its unfair to the other kids
RBEngivale [12:28 A.M.]: u wanna free wit me for a bit i'm willing
RBEngivale [12:28 A.M.]: b4 i get going
RBEngivale [12:28 A.M.]: to finish my verse
RBEngivale [12:28 A.M.]: u seem in the mood
RBEngivale [12:29 A.M.]: but dont be perfecting shit just write it!!!
RenRouma [12:29 A.M.]:
It's unfair to the other kids
like poverty in Africa
and the distribution of dividends
RBEngivale [12:29 A.M.]:
Livin is only what the phony says my homely dreads against my shoney buffet like what's gay and know we show me feds against me, the pretense is we go to jail if we deal drugs to the men that's mean
RenRouma [12:32 A.M.]:
I've witness many men that claim to be mean
on the cross roads of dreams selling magic beans for bean stocks and plastic things
these massive machines that lack the souls to activate the will of men who fall to graves
RBEngivale [12:34 A.M.]:
Im called the slaves, but really I cant feel me like all behaves.. children I'm bewildering prey cuz i hunt like the one does... No son does what father calls ur fault for all the cause - civilize this, I pry this thought away from good people who are equal to earth in each and every way
RenRouma [12:36 A.M.]:
I woke up and felt equal to earth today, perhaps the clouds will play beneath my feet as I skate a way on magic rays from the sun of hopes that drains my throat with every raindrop that's spoke
RBEngivale [12:37 A.M.]:
What's wrote is read, I spoke what's said, no notes the led poison that puts choice in med -
i - cal thought, I met sickle once and said it was suggestive thats taught - the information, I sin for station, I sit in culture and circle prey like a vulture
RenRouma [12:40 A.M.]:
I circle prey like a vulture and other road kill
hope to swallow culture with every drop of cold blood that's spilled
See what's real is these pig with big wigs never get their fill
see their quick to kill so long as they get to push the button therefore
but hand to hand combat is something they just wasn't prepared for
RBEngivale [12:42 A.M.]:
The three-layered war states that the poor fates are decided, I lied if I thought that we bought back our dry wit... I know that we flow back to sew that lone thought we've alone brought to row back to show stop - grenades that save lives, we lay on eggs to bring brigades to play rides...
RenRouma [12:48 A.M.]:
See I paid to ride as I glide down that lane in my brain they call memory, see my mind is deep and sometimes when combined with my enemy which is me, it acts as my nemesis and pretends to not remember me. but these aren't just similes this is real life. So I fight at night between god and Satan, and try to understand why my odd soul must be taken, I'm debating on the after-life and the there-after
but until that day I'll shun my tears and die in laughter
RBEngivale [12:49 A.M.]:
And while I ask for forgiveness, I live this life I've been given and sin less... I spin this track back again and I ask againd if God loves me but what of me when I rap a ten? I need a flow but I receive the know - the knowledge that all of its needed to show. I see it's a low that I feel when depression sets in and I steal the flow from the end when the rest wins
RBEngivale [12:54 A.M.]: i was using sublime for freestyle music lol
RBEngivale [12:54 A.M.]: dont know why
RBEngivale [12:55 A.M.]: i just like their faster songs for it
RenRouma [12:56 A.M.]:
They have faster songs for it
but I bust mic with so much might
I sun emcees until they loose obit
matter fact they forfeit
It's a fucking quarter vs. 4/5ths
your half of man you aint even ample
Dude I'll extract your DNA from you muscle
and use it as my own blood sample
RBEngivale [12:58 A.M.]:
I'll take out your ribs and make steak out your hips - fake out your lips, take your face and replace it with sips of crovossier
naked?
RenRouma [12:59 A.M.]:
fuck being naked ledge'll beat ya out ya skin
like ya bones jetted, bet it or lose it
this aint rappin or battling this is ass kickin music
RBEngivale [1:00 A.M.]:
i'll rip off your braces and your tongue so you cant taste this, abrasive method of torture abort your mother's baby and face lift your grandma till I can fall in her spacious vagina lips like space ships
RenRouma [1:02 A.M.]:
dude face it your basic your spittin average
it's like facing a space space with missiles with a hand full of cabbage
Why you laughing I'll smack ya face straight
mace ya til the pepper spray taste great
ya so fake little kids carry you to school on play day
RBEngivale [1:04 A.M.]:
You're dad lives in Texas, I connect this to two dots and spike him through a cross and mess with his likeness - I fight this image of a right wrist - Fuck a slit arm, I sit charmed and laugh loud - Where's your mom? Underneath my last house...
Split up your bones like hiccups with combs, Burn up your teeth so dentists can't see how you're known, you're gone in fragments, I map this strategy out so fags can't be out to catch this... Had to be gadgets used to be glad to use the past tense...
RenRouma [1:06 A.M.]:
My moms under your last house, but your moms under my bed spread
remember what ya dad said? "his eyes don't look like mines"
yo kids you must have been blind not to realize
your pitch black but ya moms is bright white
RBEngivale [1:07 A.M.]: hA
RBEngivale [1:07 A.M.]: dude im cutting you off.
RBEngivale [1:07 A.M.]: totally.
RBEngivale [1:07 A.M.]: this is absurd.
RenRouma [1:07 A.M.]: lol
RenRouma [1:07 A.M.]: lol
RenRouma [1:07 A.M.]: cool
RBEngivale [1:07 A.M.]: hahaha
RBEngivale [1:07 A.M.]: 2 cool
RenRouma [1:08 A.M.]: handle your bizz man
RBEngivale [1:08 A.M.]: u should copy it and keep it
RenRouma [1:08 A.M.]: yeah
RenRouma [1:08 A.M.]: we should just have an all out cipher like this and post it on RB like kats use to do back in the day
RBEngivale [1:09 A.M.]: lol i saved it
RBEngivale [1:09 A.M.]: i might post it
RBEngivale [1:09 A.M.]: it was worth saving 2 funny and awesome
RBEngivale [1:09 A.M.]: all right im gone c u 2 morrow or whenever dude
RBEngivale signed off at 1:09 A.M.
^You would've had to been there.....it was one of those type of moment!
pZ
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