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    I'm in the spot ,
    Pull out the glocks where the rugers be ,
    Goodness me ,
    Start trouble with the ace ,
    the hookers freeze ,
    You better eat less if all you eatin with is sugar teeth ,
    I box in attempts to get at Ray ,
    Where Sugar be? ,
    Goodness me ,
    White Castle aint fresh ,
    They hide hamburgers in ignorance ,
    they askin who took the beef ,
    I’m wonderin if I can cook a piece ,
    But how the customers gonna eat good with some crooked teeth? ,
    Goodness me

    Next rhyme: Grapes of Wrath
    Last edited by Don Flows; April 27th, 2021 at 10:55 PM

    You catís live ,
    but Iímma take all yalls hope ,
    I aint great ,
    Although some of yall call me a goat

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    Safe, you've deffo advanced a stage in rap, but gotta say the facts - you're a maniac for huntin Sugar Ray to scrap cuz dude punch crazy fast, like a raging cat, my only advice would be to take a bat, the type that lives in a cave n flaps, cuz since covid nobody wanna be facin that,
    I like cherry's of cheer but I'll take grapes of wrath, the bitch next door got a nasal laugh, gets me irate n mad, so I went round there to my neighbours flat n nailed the slag, under a lid & now she can't escape the bath,
    All these rumours, I wonder if Beasley really made anyone take the shaft,
    They say it's 'magic', it is Gandalf - gay with staff,
    I know how casinos fix bets, I been staking stacks, But still do numbers without chips like ancient math,
    *Cue Jamaican brap*
    I fought a time travelling soldier n laid him flat before he could aim the strap,
    Made him look dumb in future armour like his name was Zapp

    Next Rhyme: Shoes to match

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    I watch monsters dance the human mash.
    I ride a Ford Fiesta since my Subaru crash.
    I drop so many drugs even my Roomba’s smashed.
    I’m going through cookies like I’m clearing my computer cache.
    I dry grass, high; it’s like I’ve got a roof to thatch.
    I cock and drop the shell case, like a rooster hatched.
    My life’s like a scene that was duly scrapped from the movie Snatch.
    I was rich prior, then I blew the stacks like Brewster’s cash.

    Next rhyme apomorphine

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    I guess it’s hard to find rhymes for apomorphine.
    That’s why I’m asking you two, my rap support team.
    I tried searching for inspiration, through stacks of porn zines,
    And tried scanning back through some classic Soar schemes.
    I tried channeling Soul, like Smough and Ornstein.

  5. #305

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    Haha rap support team yes virb,
    I'm disappointed I've never heard of apomorphine,
    With drugs I thought I knew it all, like when man was fourteen,
    Back when I pretty much used to jack off all week,
    But now my life's like one long gangsta Saw scene,
    They came to see goats I guess this Capricorn themed,
    I ditched the cans of corned beef for yams n small greens after I had to grab the bore, squeeze, on some cattle for meat, n it's eyes popped out like seeing nice ass in short jeans,
    Can't believe Brizz had a sex change & now he's Brandy Rawstein,
    I stay smart, ballin, like a dapper zorb fiend,
    I wake up on the toilet hearing some random dork scream,
    "Will you hurry up n open this bastard door please?!",
    Fam, sometimes I don't even answer the phone, cuz I got an answerphone that answers for me

    Next Rhyme: Gaviscon

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    Yeah shouts out to my rap support team, Bag and Don.
    Real talk though, the standard’s strong.
    I’d toss a massive acid bomb and offer packs of Gaviscon.
    Damn, I’ve been snapping long as my elastic thongs.
    I tried performing stand up, but it’s hard to stand up with this massive shlong,
    I’m more of a chair man, like I’m the Mao Zhedong of packing bongs.
    I keep on snapping, like forks made with plastic prongs.
    Got the crowd going “mmmm!”, like they sang along to monastic songs.
    Shit, I get so high that NASA’s on, tryna call me up to establish comms.
    I dump so many bodies in the lake that it angers swans.

    Next rhyme: digital scales
    Last edited by Virbius; May 1st, 2021 at 03:03 PM

  7. #307

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    I used to move blow fast, so much wind in my sales you'd think it's a gale,
    But I hate the thought that they'd go off, by hitting, the rails,
    if you've bumped it you'll feel those words like they're written in braille,
    Plus the dark web made it poopsenders, they get that shit in the mail,
    I didn't wanna make the switch cuz I know what prison entails & movin fishy online lets the feds know you got digital scales,
    These idiots fail cuz crypto leaves a visible trail,
    I thought of me with a ledger n caine, and made the decision to bail,
    I need to get these 2 words out my mind: Christian, Wales,
    Egg n spoon champ, running with shells like I'm cliquing with snails,
    I keep a lid on that "buck it" talk, comparatively it's pale,
    In this verse-I say it how I see it so I can fit in 'Versailles',
    And shouts to my Uncle John, the only crip in the Dales

    Next Rhyme: Bingo Wings
    My life is an open book, called 'Phenethylamines I Have Known And Loved'

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    Forget bingo wings... I want an Asian MILF with pachinko wings,
    Singing Shinto hymns, a flexible bitch who can limbo things like ginkgo limbs.
    I want some bimbo twins, maybe Aussie chicks rocking dingo skins.
    I want a Latino chick who flamenco spins.

    Next rhyme: bicycle park

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    I'm so violently hard you can find me in the local bicycle park with no bike past 9 at night in the dark,
    Highly strung & off the chain, I ride a guitar,
    They tell me "there's no emotion inside of ya heart" then quite rightly remark the limbic system that looks like an eye from the side is the part responsible for the childish smile when ya fart,
    There's a fine art to defining an art,
    Truth is it only evokes real responses when you slice it in half,
    I think golf is a waste of time it's a par,
    But I like driving the carts,
    They feel this when it sinks in that's the difference with a bite n a bark,
    Is the question how do you finish or why did ya start?

    Next Rhyme: Knitting Gang

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    Yale and princeton ,
    Call it the knitting gang ,
    I don't claim ,
    I just hang ,
    Wear the bandana's ,
    Kiddies bang ,
    Revolutionary warfare sitting in your brain? ,
    Give it to the lames ,
    Get a little in their lanes ,
    I’mma ruger shot ,
    You can’t stop me from giving pain ,
    Put you in the grave ,
    I take it from where ever I’m living ,
    Kaid

    Next rhyme: Two Deaths

    You catís live ,
    but Iímma take all yalls hope ,
    I aint great ,
    Although some of yall call me a goat

  11. #311

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    If I don't like the tone comin out their mouths they get their roof cleft,
    Choke em past their final few breaths,
    Defib, electrocute chests just to give em two deaths,
    I don't wear huge creps but I take walking-on-the-moon steps,
    About to find my new ex, pop the implants in her huge breasts, when I hit her with a suplex, dick still in her during group sex,
    (.)(.) That's some boob text,
    I always make sure, Jakub ✓ Tomas ✓ that's 2 checks,
    *****π keep on cookin show em who's chef,
    I fill magazines but can hit a rabbit with a bow like Hugh Heff

    Next Rhyme: Head space

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    ^^^whoa mandela that WAS a suplex... You sure you didn't get that rhyme from the moon when you was walking on it? lol... that was nice.

    You catís live ,
    but Iímma take all yalls hope ,
    I aint great ,
    Although some of yall call me a goat

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    I set pace, the feds chase, it’s over some snow, ain’t a sled race.
    I keep dropping more speed, like, forget about less haste.
    I’ll put a mafia capo in a neck brace. I shred bass.
    Grabbing my knife, like, somebody said grace.
    Tryna lift my spirits like Geoff Capes.
    I don’t like the high, I just love how meds taste.
    I’m like a chef cooking meth in a french crepe.
    I’d join the ‘queue to Oz’ and ask the wizard for ten eighths,
    Coz a Q plus an Oz equals... yes mate.
    So blessed when I guess weights, I should prolly attend fetes and assess cakes, or some shit.

    Next rhyme: cordyceps

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    That Wizard of Oz bar was raw, respect,
    2012 I went to Ibiza for some horny skets,
    That shit was like a workout I did 40 reps,
    Some were awful yes,
    Being honest I had to Google cordyceps,
    Apparently fungi that grow on larvae after they're born in eggs, more or less,
    Bleak, but like fuckin ugly girls abroad I guess,
    Both remind us what's important: reassure insects,
    Rhymes so bad they're sat on naughty steps,
    I'm getting pretty bored of roulette & recording bets, Sometimes I think it's a long shot, I should give it all a rest but nobody else has the balls to test,
    I showed an old lady how far my foreskin stretched and they listed 'lethal arousal' as her cause of death

    Next Rhyme: Helen sucks
    My life is an open book, called 'Phenethylamines I Have Known And Loved'

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    Helen sucks...
    Forget exes, it’d be quicker to list the chicks which I’ve yet to fuck.
    Ay, I ride a Megabus and rock a rented tux.
    My set’s corrupt, out for megabucks like Thyssenkrupps.
    I dump so many bodies in the lake, it upsets the ducks.
    Lee Scott said he ate a dove and coughed the feathers up.
    I pull bare birds, like when a pheasant’s plucked.
    I flirt with waitresses at KFC; I request a cup of 7up, with a side of fries, and a sensual fuck;
    Put the paper bag over her head, call it the sket deluxe.
    They always cumming, like tomorrow never does.
    Shit, I’ve only got respect for drugs.
    You can stick with ivermectin, while I’m sniffing lines of ket in pubs.
    Horse tranqs give the bestest buzz.
    Damn, fam; I call the devil ‘cuz’.
    And you can warn your crew, yeah, tell your buds...
    Or you can call the cops, yeah, bell the fuzz...
    You can test ya luck; fuck, I stole a whole forensics truck.
    Flow in a cypher like I siphoned vipers’ venom ducts.
    Yo, Cruger rhymed ‘Elmer Fudd’ with ‘Nelson Muntz’.
    I won’t be blowing up til I self-destruct.

    Next rhyme: Thatchers cider

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