Topical Cypher...

[TheUnderRated]

gunshots tear through your brain what you think bout that..
nothing cause your brain hit the concrete assisted by the gat...
gunshotz took my man i hate the sound when i hear em...
all over where i am, can barely stand cause i fear em...
so i'm duckin everywhere i go just to not get caught in the chest..
9 mili pairs tends to take of the beef on your chest...
as they lodge one in your chest the gunshotz be killin my people..
as i clasp my hands in prayer for the rest and raise my head to the steeple....
Gunshots hit cops, thug niggas and the innocent alike..
we gotta stop poppin that shit off whenever were vexed right...


Thank you I appreciate your efforts at keeping this forum looking good...
~Bounce~



next: topic....... Gang warz........

[Katz.Frost]

I roll with crew....if i didn't id be dead
All wear blue....killing niggas wearing Red
this is gangwarfare....man I hate this shit
It's not at all fair....shootouts kids get hit
my manz'll kidnapp...and torture ya bitch
cause ya clique.....dont like my clique
its fucked up
But if you a new crew....taking our buisness
Ima grab the 22"...give u more presents than christmas
Where im from kidz load them clips up...and bust shots at
ya momma face,aiiyo we CRIPS look....No Bloods fuck that

subject=hoes

[Tolerant Level]

as i pimp these bitches called ~Street Hoes~
they walk in high heels and they got webbed~Feet Toes~(lol)
all i can say they play for my money and ~Suk fo life~
all i want if there lives ruled but they ~fuk fo Strife~
but as i left the pimpin game i look bak and ~good ol Dayz~
i wished to never stopped cause i wouldnt ~work but laze~
around doin nuthin but gettinf ~Free blowjobs~
while my hoes getting a paying ~Fee fo Love-songs~
but when the hoes get ol i ~kick the to Curbs~
never to here or speak for some other pimp to ~think and get Disturbed~

Next- Exporting Drugs

[Xquizit]

^^this guy

call em up "the drop is 12 be prepared"...
everybody's aware none of my niggaz scared..
we know this a deadly game..
so we gotta keep our eyes open and hands on them thangs..
hit is block round 11:30 he on the corner...
put the shit on the corner then peel ass aint tryna be a donor..
shots at my back window i knew it would come..
i look to the left my nigga gone with fluidless lungs..
i hear it again thats 2 times hit...
i swerve around and shoot on some true crime shit..
shots to a nigga face now im sortin mugs..
thats the deadly shit that happen exportin drugs...


***1st time in the studio***

[Tolerant Level]

^^^ wat about me

as i walk in to the ~Ultimate Studio~
my ryhmes get tighter by the way i ~Cultivate on Photo~
but u see ppl think i was gonna choke but i ~verbalized my Assult~
my plans came clear and i thought fuk this a ~Herbalized Spot~
smokin up freely with blunts ~size of Canada~
and i roked the mic and proceed and got ~fives more then Madusa~
but i aint complaing ~Fictionary Story~
while other poor niggers not getting play so they read ~Dictionarys like Manditory~

next-Political Scams

[The Real Sizz]

They say "We got him"/
anpther poitrick by these pricks who brought down Sadam/
Know can you remind me of the reason/
cause I don't see any evidence of Husaan decieving/
Bush has his own adjenda, and I call that treason/
He should have gotten his dick sucked and covered and intern's dress with seamen/
Instead of lieing to the people - a wolfe in sheeps clothes man/
I couldn't where his shoes cause his feet are cloven/
woven into the fabric of the Bush familly/
Called for war and continue scamming me/

next subjet:

Sheepish peeple

[Da bLE$$eD KiLLa]

im on some sick shit / Cuz once i wake up my thoughts are wicked
i see a dusty bag and straight up lick it / never able to believe i got addicted
my friends tell me that i could fix this / get my name off the black list bitch
that my ass should b glad /cuz one quick call and ill b bak in rehab
but i rehash / think about junking present and passed
and its wrath / how the fuk am i gonna last
i gotta leave so lets go / i feel like i put my self on death row
with this death blow / the pure shit that make my chest grow
so while theres still time please listen careful while i bless this beat
cuz these drugs gonna leave my name under rest in peace




ToPiC : Afta I Die *

[Tolerant Level]

after i die i hope to go to ~heavens skies~
why?cause no fake justice and ~No-one ever dies~
u got the respects of the author GOD to send evil to ~Unknown Territory~
these words tell truth and my after life is like a ~Godless authority~
cause my words and my life cant discribe thet truamertized of ~Hopeless Monagomy~
if i could live one more day after my death i would ~Pray fo Peace~
why i say that? cause the world is primative and innocent children ~Die and Decease~

[Tolerant Level]

forgot the next topic

Next Topic: Nueclear Warfare

[Dios de Hip Hop]

clank of the glasses hit champagne..
as the new year baby is ushered in..
kisses are layed on her lips, cloth strained..
in his brain he lays his dips, just a game..
morals are futile but two lay ignorant..
the world dance ignorant to the flying cents..
nothin makes sense as she grabs the sheets..
in a world of wonder no wonder hate flys free..
only to come down and lay death upon the free..
the highest sits on his throne, morals gone..
predisesers warned to deaf ears sits defeated strong..
in the darkness of the world two lovers see a shooting star..
closer to their eyes they lye in heavens might..
closer and closer hell becomes into their sight.

topic :tolerance

[Dialect OTYP]

drugs and violence have a different level
of tolerance toward this wicked devil
i stand for no cheap sceams
fag ass niggas wit weak beams
i stand in front of these bitches its face ta face
but wit out hestate i erase they place
in this world i put up wit nothin
bitch ass niggas straight up bluffin

next topic: sell outs

[Mel-Man]

Gimmie life after death,and i'll show you whats its worth men
Resurrection, burnin in the deadly pit workin
Life ater death, a new breed of health
Even in Hell I'll burn, but livin in wealth
Unda the earth, it get worst, I sit and burn in disburst
Wonda why I aint go to heaven even though I attended church
But fuck it, aint no complanin down here
Lucifer gih you a job, betta smile wit a tear
Pumpin inta ya heart full of fear
Damn the Devil, beat that bitch wit a shevil
And come out on anotha level
I lived my life, and I'm livin again
Call me the Grim Reaper, I'm snatchin ya next of Kin.
I gotta job to do
And I'ma make sho I see it through
I paid my dues, and now I'm taxin you fools.
Life after Death, chillin wit Biggie and 2pac
They minds corrupted, and they cant even spit and what not
But Pac still hot
Biggie still flamin the crack pot.
The hustle neva die, wonda why
Cause the hustle is in ya soul chi'h.
Next topic: The Hustle

[Ox]

the hustle..? wtf..
Topic = Heaven

There An Actual Thing After This Life..
Will I Be Rewarded For A Life Of Strife..
Is My Life Over Or Is It Just Beginning..
Do My Deed For Life, Or Was I Sinning..
Is There N E White Clouds To Greet Me..
Will God Come And Welcome Personally..
I Just Have To Wait And See In The End..
Is Heaven Real Or Just A Religious Trend..

topic = flying away..

[Mindtrap]

Dispelled mortal coils ready for a higher plane...
Not dead but living on the edge of what is sane...
Feeling pain... but wondering how to be at peace...
Without having to withdrawl... feelings in retreat...
Its quite a feat... to find happiness within...
Without sin... a way to let conciousness begin...
I strive for this... the manifistation of a perfect day...
Where I can leave behind pain and finally fly away...

Topic: Entrapt Thoughts

[Dios de Hip Hop]

Scratch marks line the crevices of my skull...
My brain clouds screamin simply induldge...
in breathin out the thoughts of a soul...
that bares the mark of a holy, trolled...
Traffic of my cells get into traffic jams now...
that life gives me material to dish quickly out...
but road blocks litter the highway
this is mc.d's like cuz i want it my way...
^^wackest 2 second line i will ever put out.
sorry gtg

topic:Temporary