Freestyle Cypher

[Celph Taut]

Saw CoreyMac dissing me.
Glad I went back n' revisited my history.
To actually see him MC...
And be so terrible at it, comparing me to Em'...
He embarrassed himself with that one, but I'll embarrass him, again...
I put this lame to rest, once my name's addressed.
Pull at his frame, n' just...
Unravel his angle, turn his vantage to angel dust...
Got Tony Montana as an avy, is cool.
But it isn't when in reality, you're just an average dude.
And even less than that? You're a battling noob.
Look at your talent pool. So fucking dense, that it's volume's basically shallow, too.
What sense of accomplishment did you get out of school?
Other than proving your teachers wasted a great deal on how you'd improve...
You got no soul, soon to be literal
when I shake you right out of your shoes.
With enough power to cause a fucking tower to move...
From out of a fuse station. With Raiden electrifying...
Your record isn't depth-defying enough to step to mine, man.
Are we being serious though? Like... for real?
Did you just mention me? Do I have to do a 360 reference...
To my Raiden electrifying line, n' show you that you do not got the "energy"?
Even if you did, you still couldn't generate a better scheme.
Like, let's be real: You're horrible at this, with deplorable tactics...
Your formula's whack, n' this forum's asking for you to leave the board, in that action...
I'll stomp a mud hole in ya, make no mistake.
You'll get broken up, serrated and shank-ed. Then I'll drop your ass...
STRAIGHT THROUGH A PLANK!
Your squad's a killing machine? Well, it AIN'T TO A TANK! (FAGGOT)

"Do you think I'm tired? You think I'm getting tired? You're the one who's gonna crack! You'll crack! You'll cry and beg! You'll Scream! Oh, yeah, you'll scream, you big, fat, ugly cow! You'll scream!"


*totes*


Now back to this cypher...
Tell this man child to sit his ass in the diaper.
Cause at this battle shit? I'm a lifer.
Which is ironic, because I'll strangle the life from...
your very chest. It's scary to think you barely carry text.
Let alone, bare me threats... save me the poem.
You think I give a fuck? Bitch, they basically gave me the throne!
And the scepter!!!! "This game is yours, Celph. Try to respect her"...
See the lines through a vector... mask. Disguised in a texture.
You aren't ready for that kind of a pressure...
The wisest professor, on his grind, just in time for his lecture...
Teaching science throughout his entire semester!
You fuck boys still stuck on the theory stuff, so it varies, punk.
Look at that cherry stump. Fucking CoreyMac.
How the flying fuck am I gonna war with that? He's boring, got the
crowds snoring, black.
Keys to all of the bars, so they're telling me, "Give the Warden that"...
I run a field goal through this fucking bitch - Warren Sapp.
I'm storing Mac in a foreign location, no Apple Tourist APP!
Ugh. Let the key breathe a bit.
Hang it up, motherfucker... I ain't receiving shit.
Nor am I sorry for your losses, or your grievances...
Even with the Farrelly's, you're barely reaching my Fever Pitch!!!!!
(ANH!)
I'm in the future, CoreyMac - you ain't seeing this!
Genius switch. TV hitched up in space, playing PS6!!!
I'm there staring like, "A terabyte"?
Turn over to my boy, "Um, yeah... did I hear him right?"...
Comparing types of our skills with one another, will make him fear his life...
When he finds his motherboard hi jacked, like a Terrorist flight...



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[Nigma]

ima criminal whose vicious, rip the limbs from your poorest
store it. stick em to the board i pin my tickets and warrants
could format
enormous
skip words. do what want.
pursue this stuff to prove I give less fucks than eunuch monks
and for you stupid ones, eunuchs choose to remove their junk
like… if she let you lay in the buffet while in the mood for love
shes hungry for the cock but... you aint got no food to shove
most youthful ones producing nothing
useless bud that grew to nothing
disgusting, still it’s beautiful like chemtrails in the lucid sunset
since his smoothest substance is something stupid, suck it
stuck and in a pickle, shits erupting cause you bitches botch it
caught like nemo in the tunnel, im DUDUNGA with a sickle sonnet
ego is a drug and motherfucker i am trippin on it
but pause at this barrage of ammo sick as those in egyptian cold season, CAUSE I’M AN
exalted mammal like the sultans camel with more tricks to tow than a magicians pony

[Oxymoron]

without a care, crossing my legs, next, finger tips touch together
sitting in my chair, i tilt my head back n stare at the stars,
In my head the weather is calm, charming, right out of the best poems,
perfect back drop to sever you from your armpit to your neck bone
yes.. no.. guess.. bro.. whos that ninja on the decks, though,
cutting it up the ones n twos this dudes spinning the vinyl press,
you can try your best but never stand up to this primal beasts chest
blessed with vinyl finger nails n needles for teeth yes, peace with this
im a chief n shit, just know that i blaze first like prometheus

[Nigma]

I'm like Prometheas in a sequence of equally evil, disobedient scenes
Such seamstress, completing this piece by pieces of deep thought
A genius, so each hardly start but I complete them regardless
I'm the leader of a species that you'll honour, read, and charter
And the mary-jane is in me like the heart of Peter Parker
Guard the beast and starve it till its large as SMALL THINGS ARE
Target balls. Swing hard. Targets fall. Rings ours.
Regarded tall as barnacles that garnish open sea floors
Your hardest? All its garbage, saw you starve an artist. Read more.

[Oxymoron]

n see while you sat back waiting for more,
i caught that which cannot be caught
straight from the source, baked in a sauce,
taking the course less traveled ovcourse
the fist of the north, gifted in all the aspects
battle me i absorb your fists n smash shit
i got it all your shit is whack bitch, hah
its the return of the main eye, plain fly
same guy to drop a few lines, merk you,
then piss on the ground n spin in circles

[Oscar Worthy]

My head full, gotta Hemi
And an Emmy
And a Tony
Oscar Worthy, the one and only
Fine diner, you minor and eat at Shoney's
In your fridge, you'd find bologna
Me? I'm a straight G, all the butchers know me
This is fun, when niggaz was rockin Belvi, I was rockin Kettle one
Did I stutter? Muthafucka?
I'd order a Red Bull & Vodka and the bartender would go WHAT THE???
And was downing 4 Loco's before white boys started getting fucked up
Now comes the switch up...

Cuz that shit sucked, a bit much, I'm hard on myself
Never satisfied, on the ladder, climbed
Reached the top so what you say don't matter slime
You should just stop, is that a crime
Cops coming, who's dropping dimes
They not, its my own fault cuz I'm hot
They aint lying, but I'm not running
I can blind them when I shine
Now I got the block humming.. is he snitchin?
How he free when he had some much poppin in the kitchen
Strugglin, turned to hustlin cuz I didn't have a pot to piss in
Whistlin like the song "We on a mission"
Cuz this is true.. flow biblical translated in digital riddle form that gets ridiculed
By miniscule self righteous individuals who I dismantle in intervals
In between interludes or whenever I get in the mood
™

[Celph Taut]

See me on the other side, bet it feels like an interview...
Celph Taut, yeah, does exactly what all the winners do...
Grinning, too. Yeah, been the dude, since ya...
Figured you'd romp with me. Lose your life in this, obviously.
You gotta be retarded thinking you're on par with me...
You're putting out your hand, but you're marginally standing far from reach.
Dropping the hardest speech... regulated through
music, see it scar the streets with smoke like the revving sound
from the engine, once the car's released...
Can't fight with the villain..
See me likely chilling right in the building, while you are filming
On your iPhone 6 plus. Yeah, whoop-dee-do.
Standing next to me, yeah, you'd probably look like a Newbie, too.
Who the truth? (hanh)
YEP, ME. CHECK, MATE. without the Nike sign, I write these type of lines
EASSSILLLY. Seems to me you gotta stick up your ass.
The residual self image of class, breaking bread, before it's given to class.
It isn't a smash hit unless I'm in it, n' that's a given.
Ritalin capsules still in the glass, full of Smirnoff's liquor, tripping off that shit's a blast...
Jeremy Piven in Smoking Aces...
The jungle's my whole oasis, Novocaine holding, ain't this pain supposed to go away, bitch?
Glassy eyed. Whatever I was doing in the
Suite of this room? Is classified. Like I'm gonna ask this guy
WTF did he get on my expensive suit? CINNAMON ROLL?
UH. IMBECILE. NO. It looks like IT'S YOUR LOAD!!!!
That you shot, getting JIZZ ON MY COAT. Turn to the other black guy
in the room, n' give em' some soap. Yeah. This shit ISN'T A JOKE!!!!


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The human ejaculate. I'm the king of this rapping shit.
Nah, seriously, lemme get back to this...fucking jizz on my jacket, bitch.
That's not cool. Kind of just... popped through.
Yeah it's alright you're fucking a chick. But I'll be damned
if I let a dumb Russian bust on my shit! (ARGGHHH)
Buddy Israel. Yeah. But I'm not playing a gangsta.
I'm with the shooter out the passenger window, aiming my ranks up.
Creative, n' laden with pranks ta'... get away with...
I'm saying your display's not OK with me, what you're saying is made-belief.
The Damien slash Criss Angel, David Blaine degree...
Flames you see from the bellows of hell, would make Satan weep.
You standing off with me when I'd rather you take a seat.
In the wake of defeat, I catch you asleep n' throws eggs at your feet...
Complete with bacon to eat. How's breakfast for you?
Yeah, I took upon myself to spit in it, n' step in it, too.
Terminator. The fuck is a Wesson to do?
Lesson is through. The professor X using telepathy on the rest of your crew.
I.. lift em' off of their feet.
They can't even walk in the street without cops, a police officers
walkie-talkie released from it pockets n' each...
car's then levitated...
Magneto shit. Drop it back to the ground.
Oscar don't wanna pop off when another rapper's around...
He has NOOO idea how their approach is pulled, OR how they actually sound.
If you left it up to him, they'd all be laughable clowns...
With crude "kick me signs" posters attached to the back of their gowns...
He like "That was profound" - fuck out of here, duke.
Fucking coward, the truth is my power's the root, like I fucking pulled it out of a fruit!
Speaking of fruits, Oscar, don't get your banana peeled.
I "run" on sentences like yours, n' make your grammar kneel.
Shot by shot, like a camera reel.
I talk politics with you unacknowledged kids, call me when you can ball like this!
Stunting on em', yeah. Jackie Chan gave me a co sign.
Wasn't even looking at it the whole time.
Scored, minus the goal line. You throw rhymes? I ain't taking a pic.
Cause the shot of you near my game's making me sick.
Fuck Ebola. Ebola ain't crazy as this.
Faggot. Toe tag it, n' bag it, yelling out "YOLO", son.
Fuck you homo's, just know it's only a PROMO run.
I go to war with the only one. Let all you phonies come at me,
then get to snapping. Without the text-in action.
Me and this wordplay? Is the best attraction.

[Oxymoron]

skin you alive, survival, into this liver than wires
reacting, back in action, slashin ya raps like tyres
spitting that crap im tired, why is everrybody whack
thats like askin why is the water wet,
why does it go gberdhjklgsjaregnkl's when i back spin
so fuck you.. fuck you, youre cool.. fuck you.. whats happening.

[Oxymoron]

fuck it. nah, im back, surfing on top of the whack cats, far..
bus it, trust it the musty funk that slaps like bass guitars
slicing fools n preserving their internal organs in glass jars,
the blood of my enemies the source i replenish my vital force with
on this cource its directed toward the areas infected
but that just depends on your perspective
some see skeletons in hell n shit where as i view it as a visual oasis
blasting off into space its the elevator to the ahh fuck it yo
i'll spell it later

[Nigma]

Ask whos freestyles coined for the details we pourin
They say me, celph, moist, like a female who's horny

[Emily]

Here's another form of stimulation.
So get over your fixation.
And try a brand new occupation.
Start to deal communication.
And you will feel a new sensation.
Free yourself from old temptation.
You can go without sedation.
Say goodbye hallucination.
Get over your fixation.
Your life in animation.
You are your own creation.
And it’s your obligation,
To find some recreation,
Apart from masturbation.
Have some conversation.
Broaden your vocation.
Love and defend your nation.
And have consideration,
For your brand new realization.

[Oxymoron]

cursed with a gift, perfect verses of blesses bliss
Im electric. on some scorch that pussy when we have sex shit,
i preplex kids, surfing the nexus of word breading obserd needing
a new purpose of teaching the occured meaning, seeding
the mind with ideas, being inside the space where a calm breeze is a hurricane
a snow flake falls to shake the ground n erupt the world into fucking flames.
well thats the end of humanity, people suck at this life game.

[Celph Taut]

My damn anxiety's back. Great. More stupid shit to deal with.
Feel sick. But getting myself out of it's some real shit.
Cause I thought I remedied the situation, but obviously not.
Fuck do I always have to fucking feel like I'm hotter than hot?
And it doesn't help I get negative in these times, n' my girlfriend
gets the shit end of the stick because I become a fucking prick to her.
Moreover, my feelings are numb. I don't feel a thing.
Then it all comes flushing back. Really, yo, what the fuck is that?
Tired of it. I'm up and I'm down - I am not fucking around.
It gets tougher and tougher, n' there's all this stuff to come out...
What's worse? I keep it pent up inside, thinking I'm cool...
- with it. It's true, this is... some kind of crude FUCKED UP mood sickness.
Stomach full of butterflies. They all just come inside.
Wish I had nothing to hide. Reality becomes tougher to find.
How the hell am I so physically effected by something up in my mind?
And I find... that the best course of action is shutting my blinds?
Wish people could understand this stress shit? WILL FUCKING KILL YOU.
It isn't something you sweep under the rug.
Or something you fuck up with drugs, to make it worse.
Take this verse as some kind of advertisement for this ancient curse...
Cause I'm telling you this place? It hurts.
Didn't wanna mistake it first. But aye, this venting out thing, it works.
Makes me write quality. Which is a sad state of affairs.
I gotta wait for this plague in the air, n' bleed
my heart out whenever I gotta page to lay awake, in despair.

[Oxymoron]

Chill bro, relax, i find peace of mind in the rhyme zone
time is an illusion confusing your inner human into
thinking it losing, so i get lost n the wording,
stopped, hurting. In reality..
its abserd when your words get blurred
by uncreative fucks with no love for word weaving
im.. dropped in a world where creativity is hidden
made never to be displayed to enlighten your existance
why am i riffing, i gotta start to rip shit, jump into the sky
my adidas transform into rockets, pass through storms
as i blast off into the cosmic voids black arms.

my ripe fruits, stay stay juicy, you see me floating in the wording see.

where anything can happen,
I stopped to smell the flowers
n was paralised for eternity.

[Oxymoron]

okay, let take a trip on the ship to awesome tonight,
to a place where rules dont exist but everyone lives in bliss
no religion right, just happyness n helping, living allright,
no cares, no worries, mind tripping through the air to slightly fall
right through the ocean depths here n travel further towards the feeling
gather words upon reachin the place we'll be together forever
breathing the air, underwater i swim deeper into the abyss
fathom the bliss, floating wit the bubbles among this maniacs paracice
a gift to place, for you, scrawled upon the ocean floor shell, cast
a spell of spellcraft to tell fast that in fact i am well crafted
the pasific groove of my eye my feline female calling,
always deep so you know im all in when the wordding involved.