Keystyle Cypher!

[Soule]

Somebody say Robin Williams?



I been crazy for a minute,
brain storming? Well, there's some tornadoes in it.
Wake up most mornings, hallucinogens on my biscuit,
trying to hear the rain pourin but it's hard to listen...
so many voices talking over each other,
can't even enjoy the acid in my butter.
They say I'm a hot mess, but little do they know,
everything I've dropped sets up the payload.
Catch me on the streets prepping for the dream,
stressing to be seen but to come clean, oh no...
never show true colors, everybody's got disorders,
it's 2021, everybody's depressed or on corners.
My mind ain't feeble, it's just a rocky road,
these ideas more lethal than a spotty toad.
God? He won't budge to judge me,
we had an argument once, consider him lucky.
Nothing can touch me, everybody loves me,
I murdered Covid and just kept running.
21 personalities try to jump me, I'm split,
can't decide if my mind is a club or if I'm sick.
My whole life, I've been told I ain't shit,
until I took these fists and engraved lips.
I've got a temper that's sank ships,
a titanic charisma that's aged since.
My dreams working dayshifts,
I pay rent with the tears of fake kids.
If you say shit, my wrath'll break limbs,
punish you so bad you scream AMEN!
My perception destroys lames,
catch you with flame, Hellboy aim.
Life's a war and I drop the atomic,
settle the score with raw gossip.
If anybody's caught ricochet
I don't give a fuck, next topic!
This your inner devil, there's no better,
we gotta ride or die fo ever.
So what if you make a few mistakes?
Your heart aches, that's hard to change.
Nobody's perfect, but we're close as fuck,
our ghosts sprung from PTSD, drugs,
alcohol, sluts, everybody who broke our trust.
Who the fuck are they to judge?
A bunch of broken people just like US?
Look at you, shook, confused,
crooked abuse got ya spine obtuse.
God, dude, stand up straight,
get those thoughts out from yo brain.
We both know you're great,
so what if you're insecure, wait,
maybe you've a right to find things strange
when actions have been deranged.
Smoke crack with Oscar on sesame street,
fail a drug test cuz your burger had sesame seeds.
Take Kermit by the strings, rip out his throat,
listen to him croak faster than Diasick's folks.

Seize the day, dunno how, I can't seem to change,
I can't flee or chase my dreams away...

[Zunto]

That’s fire

[Celph Taut]

See me? I don't need to play.
Shit's over as soon as they step in my breathing space.
Leave to the ER, seeing shapes.
Not fathomable to the average human. Mad casual, Dr. Loomis
Got you talking through this widescale hip hop influence.
Why? Cause not even Myers could match up to me.
Feeling average, n' leave with his abdomen shattered, to pieces.
Will be hard to distinguish it, from his actual features.
The only student that's been outclassing his teachers.
Based on talent so holy, it's praised by the Catholic priests...
Abstract thoughts to pass to believers in such a conducive manner
It's definitively looked at as a path to their Jesus.
Well, not conclusively. Being Agnostic changed my perspective on what it use to be.
Now I'm a well wisher, bending the will of lucid themes.
All you followers who pursue the dream as a act of faith
...that you're using, have NO idea what clueless means.
Oh, what's your method of provocation?
I spit lawlessly - we're not adjacent. The god you're facing's
- based on the congregation. Freedom fighters, usurped by a larger denomination
It's funny how the values die, when you're on vacation.
Know a lot about money; you ain't gonna hustle me.
Different revenue streams, you're living off wage subsidies
That life you're living right now, it ain't luxury.
Fighting your baby mama to gain custody.
Walking around, in the same muscle T, can't relate to you suckers.
Placing your faith in the rubber, got a defeatist mentality.
So y'all berating each other. Can't take care of your own lives, yet y'all are making another.
Damn... what part of the game is that?
Losing coins in exchange, life like the Robinhood trading app.
But no love lost on the surface, 'cause I talk with a purpose.
Off from a church, with the majority feeling awfully worthless.
Commercial paper dropping, fiat dropping, while bonds have resurfaced...
I watch 'till it hurts, if the dip is big enough? Then I cop me a purchase.
Yeah.. what's the 411, hun.
Large caps in the name. Make money passive's the game. With minimal capital gains.
Y'all lacking the brains to keep yourselves in check, remain slaves.
Pay day got you stuck in broke permanent game-state.
Rapid fire delivery. Clip off kids with a Mayweather-esque winning streak.
Hobbling, like Annie Wilkes, in Misery.
The shit you see? Really like 1% of the inner greed.
A veils over your eyes, take it off and unveil a different breed.
Cut from a different cloth. The upholstery is looking much different, after you rip it off.
Burning bridges - you're lucky to get across.
The Pentecostal fakes want a place to live, so they get a-cross.
Dropped weight, but the emotional baggage I never lost.
That's real life shit when your vices outweigh your state of mind...
However, no second of artificial stimulation has gave you time..

[Soule]

Deranged. Divine. What's the difference in this maze of life?
Would you trade your ways to fly or remain a lie?
If you could change the rays of light to a different shade of white
would you fade to gray or write a page to bate the high?
What could I say to right the waves of tears I've dried?
The fears I pry from the mirror are clear inside.
What I hold dear derives from the pier on the cliff,
and it steers the ships from a submissive eclipse.
To hear the mist submerge into the Pacific abyss.

[Ill Finesse]

Hi, iLL Finesse here
Just one guy
Singlehandedly dismantling the cypher alumni
In one try, I've faced over half of them before
And none I'm
impressed with
now you're elected
For talking reckless
your arrogance is prevalent
The malevolent view that as intelligence
My elegance will not embellish it
I'm on my Leonard pt 6
he tryna Qwelish a nigga
Crabs in a barrel in peril in case you thought it was safe the chance is zero, I can relate to little John's homey with the bag of arrows, you relate to bag Mandela shopping demos, that's your crescendo you moron, this warmon-ger warring till you no-longer, going bonkers until you're conquered, I plead guilty your honor and I'm honored to be an honorary Muslim/Christian/scholar not a follower, extracts facts from contradictions to find the non fiction, so whenever I'm spittin divinity is written, anyone in my vicinity gets smitten, if I TAUT my celph that I would lack universal wisdom, his prism will erode, too many 0's when I'm the 1 in the binary systems code, but I don't believe in the existence of Soule, but that's some shit for another whole day

[Bag Mandela]

How harrowing the sound of loveless screams echoing through the desert past tumbleweeds,

"Look at me,
Look at me,
Please, look at me",

Anguish akin to the sullen scenes of separation as a mother grieves her first born child with not a breath in their lungs to breathe,

"Look at me,
Look at me,
Please, look at me",

The final thread of integrity an uncoupled seam,
Unravelling the question; what could have been?
What is a percussive mallet with no drum to beat?
"Why, Cypher Alumni, why won't you look at me?
Look at me,
Please, look at me"

[Virbius]

Ay... Ill’s only illness is his weak mental health,
Going Robert Budd Dwyer if he’s seen deading Celph.
Finessing stealth, when his emphasised motives try to get the guy noticed.
And if Soule’s making moves then it’s metempsychosis.
Never mind covid, in my ends rocking a mask was always standard practice.
Plus, I hate Ill as much as I hate Sajid Javid.
I’d pound that pussy, the fact’s established;
I give off animalistic vibes like a rampant rabbit.

[Ill Finesse]

A rampant rabbit? So you've ESTABLISHED you're soft
All those names you dropped has me at a loss
My blackness is not attracted to what you talk
This is practice, you lack wit, your acts shit
SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT
(That's an Ad-lib)
Seriously tho, a rabbit? Not even Raditz?
I imagine if you was black you'd dress like Lenny Kravitz off acid walking in traffic panhandling with a plastic bag to hold the stem you use to take a blast of crack, that's what I think when I read your crap, you need to perhaps leave rap, go to the poetry corner then ask for feedback
Any constructive criticism he'll hit em with a mind your beeswax
The narcissism makes him believe that he doesn't need that
He lacks the rhythm, doesn't have it in him
Let the rhythm hit em
Are you twice divorced or cohorts with Barry Windham
Your name is lame, it's all Greek to me, we are not the same, I drop flames more frequently, operate at a higher frequency, when I hear you spit there ain't shit you teaching me, and I ain't got no bars bag/tweedle B

[Bag Mandela]

He lovingly held the rabbit from Agent Provocateur,
With a suspect look saying, "It's not for her",
"He lacks the rhythm, doesn't have it in him
Let the rhythm hit em"
Nice rhythm-isms, you don't just have rhythm, you have rhythm rhythm,
Thanks to you any DJs in their grave can keep spinnin in em,
Celph started this thread, but right now he wish he didn't,
Zim zimma, I prefer to kill killers,
I want Ill to come back as less of a shit spitter,
I don't know what you're fishing for but it's not in this river,
Calling yourself Ill Fin, I hoped you'd at least be a sick flipper,
But forget the slack fapper, we stay rolling on,
like deodorant when the odours strong,
I wonder where set ups like "Off the top of the dome" have gone,
Wherever people going off the top of the dome have gone,
I hate the size of the phone that I wrote this on,
Or maybe the fact my fingers are over long,
But ladies love em when I poke em, you know the one,
If I was a pokemon I'd be called pokemon

[Ill Finesse]

If you was really poking bitches you'd have a bigger phone, obviously you're too broke to get one on your own, let it be known throughout the universe, you the first to leave pussy hurt then shorty not leave you the purse, the keys, 1 toothbrush to brush OUR teeth? SHEESH, have to call the police because a freak won't let a nigga leave
Well that's me An OG, I know he hating
Debating on replying on his Galaxy A10
Got it for free on broke nigga mobile
But late payments.. now he owes $330 in total
phone got disconnected, now it's in collections
it's going down like his credit
Fuckin pathetic, the words you wrote I read it
You said it, not me, I just took a photocopy
Made it a topic, why is this guy lying on his dick
Lying about what you hit
You lack stamina amateur cuz he counterf_it
Pussy you've never encountered it, want me to say it clearer?
Pussy you've never encountered it unless staring in the mirror
Pussy you've never encountered it unless coming out ya mama mia
Which is the opposite of me bruh
On your father she's a cheater
So the charge is the ms demeanor
After I greet her, bed squeaks, wet bed sheets
My head she eats like strawberries with cream on it
A couple homies came thru
She knew the team want it, assumed the position
I left the room
She left a new smartphone for me in the kitchen...

[Celph Taut]

@Ill Finesse said he dismantled cypher alumni in one try...
Um, I... see a record of 1-2... what you gonna do? If your ambition's
a lane, I'm right in front of you. Bitches run the other way
when they see that he's coming through.
Throwing up gang signs, like Crips and Bloods with the stomach flu.
This ass kicking like coffee - give you a humble brew.
His wife is one with nature, out here, just playing my jungle flute.
And that's as deep as you get.
I didn't respond to you for a week, because I don't believe you a threat.
Well, you didn't respond to me, cause honestly
You see I'm ahead and you know it'd be embarrassing for you if they read what you said.
So, kudos to taking that time to recover.
I don't believe in selfishness, but this is suicide for you, brother.
Battle is over, and you won't be able to cry to your mother.
I'm fucking her, raw. I mean, I came in with protection, but she saw it, and made me slide off the rubber.
Now, whether that means she thinks you're an accident, and wants to rectify it.
I brought a harness with me, cause your mother's pussy? Is depth-defying.
Check the science, you ain't in my lab class - couldn't pass the test.
I'm out here shooting free throws, dunking the ball on 'em, while his ass gets benched.
You're one meth lab away from qualifying as a booty Heisenberg.
Your entire run up to this point has been a sliding curve.
Bag finished you off, guess I'll come back in and take whatever morsel that I deserve.
You come with gratuity, and you might get served.
Writing words, oblivious to females, fingers full of Cheeto crumbs.
That bullshit that you rapped? We ain't reading, son.
As a matter fact? I wrote this whole shit by maybe peeping your first line.
And took my shoot long before you pulled it out, like your first time.
Laughing emoji, laughing emoji.
You can't rap with me, homey.
You lacking the skill of tactics, f'real. You step in this bear trap of a keystyle?
And you're snapping a heel. You'll be lucky to leave this site alive, intact, with that whack ass appeal.
You, being the champ? Never gonna happen, until
Everybody on this site leaves. And even then, your ass will get killed.
They'd rather vacate it then let you have it.
You're itching for an opportunity, but you just an addict.
Looking through abandoned dresser drawers for those extra tablets.
Or pills. It's obvious to everyone here, you haven't mastered your skills.

[Bag Mandela]

I was thinking you were cool, it's just bars n flows,
Lately I've seen your true colours start to show,
Lo and behold a black heart & a darkened soul,
For what kind of sicko's amused I need a larger phone - due to being born with massive metacarpal bones?
It's the type who's at a Downs camp DJing for free,
N spending 3 hours with Jay Sean ft lil wayne on repeat,
Ever think about the struggles of having alien marrow?
Suit up with 5 pairs of gloves and try to play the piano n you'll end up failing you ass hole,
See Celph reads your first line, stops, confused why he started,
Enter the second and everyone but you has departed,
I read the first letter of each bar to deduce if this half wit's,
Sending coded messages or is truly retarded,
And ya girls blowin up my twitter sending @s at me, mad chatty,
Inbox:"@BagMandela��π¥ (_|_)"
Damn, an ice cream? Pi? Yen? A flat batty?
Shit, I guess she's asking for a nice cream pie in her flat batty

[Ill Finesse]

Pfffffffffffft....


Yoooooooo

This is another iLL Finesse production


It's about time I dismiss this hater, Manipulator
Favors these small ponds
Sooner or later the conclusion is foregone
Your illusions are cute but I dispute morons
I'm the shit, total Gorgon
Teleporting a blade of sorts into your vital organ
I'm not the one to war wit, check my Midichlorians
You're boring and ya gots to chill
You not over iLL, you over the hill
Somehow still I am the hill like Ms Lauryn
So you got it confused, you're a proprietor of half truths
I'm absolute,
And I don't like your attitude, son, what's the matter
You don't like that I FACTOR?
I represent the MATH that comes after
Set fire to any flag you had in the rafters
Compared to me you're a non-star
I'm a monster, who got on twice as much ice as Sergei Gonchar
That same night had my life sucked outta me in your mom's car
Before that I was hitting it from the back while I had her in an arm bar
DAMN, Like Onward your father was only half the man
Absent
So that's why you self taught, adamant
Defiant, no guidance, if you provoke violence
You can bitch up or man up either way you'll go silent
If you take it from your highness
(uh huh)
Now take him away in a vehicle equipped with sirens
Got your entire alumni conspiring
Even tho it's a pandemic UPS is still hiring....

[Virbius]

How come no one reads your shit? It’s all essentially fine,
When you try your very best you write acceptable lines,
And your rhymes are hardly technical, but it technically rhymes.
It ain’t ahead of its time; you just got ate 4-0 like it’s twenty to nine.
Compared to yours... my texts are refined with deadly designs.
forget Deathrow, you’re more like penalty fines for the pettiest crimes.
I ain’t tryna be damn pedantic, but you once lost to Soar Kaid, an actual spastic.
The facts are drastic, you make Celph Taut seem charismatic.
You even make my bullshit battle raps look like natural classics.
Heard this kid got killed by Bag... sorry, bad semantics... I mean I hoped you’d suffocated wrapped in plastic.

[Celph Taut]

Pfffffffffffft....


Yoooooooo

This is another iLL Finesse production


It's about time I dismiss this hater, Manipulator
Favors these small ponds
Sooner or later the conclusion is foregone
Your illusions are cute but I dispute morons
I'm the shit, total Gorgon
Teleporting a blade of sorts into your vital organ
I'm not the one to war wit, check my Midichlorians
You're boring and ya gots to chill
You not over iLL, you over the hill
Somehow still I am the hill like Ms Lauryn
So you got it confused, you're a proprietor of half truths
I'm absolute,
And I don't like your attitude, son, what's the matter
You don't like that I FACTOR?
I represent the MATH that comes after
Set fire to any flag you had in the rafters
Compared to me you're a non-star
I'm a monster, who got on twice as much ice as Sergei Gonchar
That same night had my life sucked outta me in your mom's car
Before that I was hitting it from the back while I had her in an arm bar
DAMN, Like Onward your father was only half the man
Absent
So that's why you self taught, adamant
Defiant, no guidance, if you provoke violence
You can bitch up or man up either way you'll go silent
If you take it from your highness
(uh huh)
Now take him away in a vehicle equipped with sirens
Got your entire alumni conspiring
Even tho it's a pandemic UPS is still hiring....

Thought it was joke, but you responded - guess that confirms it...
Died posts ago, so I know the rest is earnest.
And by rest? I mean your death is certain.
If your eyes are the window to your soul, it's just the curtains.
Man, I'm bullying you - did you really think that this battle was fair?
I'm toying with my food now, they wondering how I prepared
NEWSFLASH - I didn't. Wait... you rapping it to the beat, now?
I murdered you in a verse - ain't no beat to go with this keystyle. (LOL)
SHIT. Skip over the filler for a second and try to catch your breath.
I breathe air into this forum, and you came back... what's that, a resurrect?
No, but I punched a gold chain through ya, and made it a treasure chest.
Shit was like gangbusters - I come collecting whatever's left.
You a legend here, you know, I use you to navigate this feet to your face.
They go need Google, Apple, shit Mapquest all in one just to keep you in place.
What place is that, though? Underground... yeah, you're real underground. Here's the gravel.
Stuck going nowhere, but your bumble profile say that you travel?
You know that distance don't count from your couch to your fridge...
Your moms slaving over a stove in a house, full of kids.
And you ain't drop one legit track, so those raps Ill? I doubt they're legit.
If you don't like S&M, stop going in battles where you're BOUND to get hit.
Isn't that common sense? Your house don't even got a front lawn, how are you on defense?
Outside, on some Occupy Wall Street shit, but fact is you're broke.
Don't make me laugh thinking that you are actually dope.
Kick you out the class while you cope with that ass whooping en masse, you provoked.
You're soft. There's no delusions here who's prepared.
You dropped a couple of bars but, who here cares?
Your only purpose in this key style thread is to resign yourself to your loser façade.
Leaking all over these posts... Julian Assange
Picture perfect. It's clear as day I see through the mirage.
Play yourself in the Theatre of your mind and wake up to the applauds they bestowed upon you.
If we're being honest, though, you a lightweight... I'm plucking your wings.
Heavy lies the crown, n' the signs are now you'll never fuck with the king.