Keystyle Cypher!

[Pilgrim Knoughts]

asinine thoughts lurk in the depths of my minds swamps
tapping my jaw with my finger tips like the hands of a clock
click clacking my cause in a fevered pitch, cause time never stops
when I'm landing shots to feed an itch without brandishing a glock.
On my falconry tip, call me Grim or Kestrel since I look up to a hawk
when i acquire the range that's orchestral to my higher line of thought

[R A O]

Higher line of thought? give em an L like a Tire Iron to the Jaw...
You get caught like a pile driver from The Rock you're a ho-gan that's deprived of going hulk.

Lifes retrofitted. my (pen) hold you down while I dissect those piggys..
I'm just another one sent to collect yo pennies to resurrect yo city.
Straight gas like what you're exxons giving you see the pump and then your neck starts twitching.
see my lines so much flex i'm giddy. put a gal on my lap turn yo exxon Jimmy the jokes to witty.

[Pilgrim Knoughts]

I'm not here to put down an animal, I'd rather give the youth an eye's strength
to see that life can be a cannibal, feasting on it's own truth and those of faith.
a reasoning found tangible by the standards of proof when we're the steak.
it's seasoning our laughable existence takes in that causes some to break
delusions of grandeur aren't affable attributes like a flat soda on a hot afternoon.
These unions of pastures where cattle have the moves to show your harvest matter's too.
cause when I go past your eyes to gather minds i'll find tumors trying to shatter you
like a semi running into a mini cooper on a well traveled street or avenue

[R A O]

I'm not here to put down an animal, I'd rather give the youth an eye's strength
to see that life can be a cannibal, feasting on it's own truth and those of faith.
a reasoning found tangible by the standards of proof when we're the steak.
it's seasoning our laughable existence takes in that causes some to break
delusions of grandeur aren't affable attributes like a flat soda on a hot afternoon.
These unions of pastures where cattle have the moves to show your harvest matter's too.
cause when I go past your eyes to gather minds i'll find tumors trying to shatter you
like a semi running into a mini cooper on a well traveled street or avenue

I wasn't dissing u btw just continuing ur multi scheme.

[Pilgrim Knoughts]

I wasn't dissing u btw just continuing ur multi scheme.

Yeah I kind of gathered that, sorry if it sounded like i dissed you.
but, like slime my words went splat! let's forget it happened like a non issue
the mind can be disturbing, cat. So don't be worried how I lead with a pencil
cause it's beautiful mind that I rustle up for the cause like crows on the wind, too.

[R A O]

on the win too?

You'll need a senzu bean when I sense you..
we get hypnotized everytime your pen moves.
You're like Ben 10 helping me be Ben too.
You helped me with everything I've ever been through.
When solo sent the loan sharks you turned them into fin soup.
I aint seen so much class then the last time I was in school.
When your shotgun racks its probably got big boobs and shes trying to empress you.
I'm jealous your house probably got like ten rooms.

[Homicidal]

...
.. I say
.. suicidal?? been there?
stressed as thin hair, cold metal-temple-pressed the shit there?
evil nutz.. damned as devil's pairs.. scared, this planet-I better bail
mapped out high marking scholar with a plan that would never fail
.. proper recital-this offer is final-this shit ain't for resale..
over.. tho it's dirty mo-town pussy so I won't get into details
.. brain particles on a ouija board, this thinking's warped
.. alone-fuck being found quick-let this death stink absorb
psychotic i guess.. Earth is hell-who then's Satan-I'll slice myself
horizontal to find him but I know this self mutilation's a cry for help
... and that's it

[Drakon]

Been A While...Some Babble..

Drakon The Barchitect. On Point Like An Archer's Threat...
Battling Me Is A Knife Fight But Your Steel Hasn't Been Sharpened Yet...
I Choose How & Where You Die, There's Nothing I'm Forgetting...
You Don't Have Options, No Trying To Customize The Settings...
This Is Not A Game You Get To Play, You're Only Gonna Die...
I Have 40 Other Knives In Case Your Homies Wanna Slide...
A Creature That'll Squeeze The Life From You Slowly, What Am I?...
A Boa End Your Life, I Already Told You I'm The Guy...
Don't Make Me Have To Embark On A Sickening Drill...
Now I'm On A Mission To Kill, I'm Fit With The Build-
To Conquer Anything I Decide To Have Submit To The Will...
Prolific In Skill...Draconian Devil...My Alias Insists That I'm ILL...
I'm A Phoenix That Means I Can't Die & I'm Lit With The Quill...
A Stick To Fulfil My Quest For Your Demise To Add A Drip To The Spill...

[brokenhalo]

Stick To Fulfil My Quest For Your Demise
To Add A Drip To The Spill...


My shadow splits into twin moons, equip for the kill
Your spirits sit still, seated in the switch of the steel
Swish the distilled, stale piss, sipping until
I’m spinning the seers’ visual field,
Now the seeker is real, peep the pine eel
The hum of sin in a silent room, is a sin still
Signs spin within a compass toward the unseen skill
And build senses clean until the serpents’ smoke leaves the screens filled

I paint with the sun and lay with the stars, away from it all
But too close to my scars, save me with the anger of Mars
Places never seen by these faces of ours, and we dreamed alone
So take it too far, I wanna see you go to those places you guard
And create with some heart, it’s cold, seek to borrow this heat for your own
In cities of glass, you’re fragile when the wave shall crash in an ancient place
Where love couldn’t save you at last, I lay right there, waiting for the pain to pass
Saved by your saving grace, but you never came to claim your sacred space

Red stains washed away by the strong rains, you can’t quench thee immortal thirst
Too bad if you got a taste, too late to last, that’s when the saviors change the hertz
Riddles old as stones, every letter cuts a corridor to taste her amazing lust
Of knowing more as the weight of the world wakes you up
Swimming toward the shore, but you can never be sure enough..

[Drakon]

Actually, I'm Extra Certain...I'm The Best At Versing...
The Pests Are Lurking So I Finalize My Threat Insertion...
A Weapons Workman...You're A Subhuman & Lesser Person...
I Burn Rappers, & Spit To Make Sure That The Festers Worsen...
Naw
If Your Life Is An Endeavor To Take Then I'm Eager To Make-
It Happen With Full Speed There's No Need For Evasive Action...
You're A Dweeb In The Face Of Drakon..I'm Seasoned With Hate...
& I Spit A Hot Poison Which You're Indeed Gonna Take A Bath In...
Or
Would You Rather A Bunch Of Homonyms & Punch Compositing...
When It's Comes To Rappers I Am Amongst The God Of Them...
The Rap's Fitted To Burn You To Ashes, Ready For Massacres...
Not Only Fat Bitches But I'm Up'n Su'm Heavy To Blast Niggas...
The First & The Last With It, The Craft Wicked...
Spit A Flame Until You ARGON, Reduce You To Gas With It...
My Presence Here Is A Gift & An Honor For You Ticks...
I Don't Bother Picking You In Particular, You're Just A RITUAL'S Martyr...
Speaking Of Which I Will SLAUTIR You Like "This Is My Fodder"...
You Think I'm Just Here To Take Shit Like A Robber?...
When It Comes To Deep "Doodoo, You're In" 8Ft...Consistence Of Water...
This Is The Hulk's Fist Going Against The Lips Of A Toddler...

[Bag Mandela]

I'm out here treading water like jesus the jew was in the streets with a crew selling PCP while fiending it too,
Fair play to christ with that slick manoeuvre,
His Dad fucked off like a friggin loser,
could've spent life drinking in a stupor,
but turned a deadbeat into church like an ill producer,
I was christened but it's horse shit,
think his death was some big forfeit?
they should focus on the flaws of the body like dysmorphics
cuz WWJD? Live a lie n get killed for it,
They'll find they face binds with blind faith in the faith blinded,
if they saw fake sides, yet don't forsake ties, where remain signs of the sane minded

[Drakon]

Get Right With Your God Or I Lighting A Sawed Off...
One I Gotta Keep Pumping Like I'm Trying To Siphon A Clog...
I'm Only Seen If It's Smoke, Like A Beam Of Light In The Fog...
You're On Demon Time? I'll Kill You For Being Evil Like The Magog...
Weasel Type, You're A Fraud, Scheming Like You're The Dog...
You Believe The Hype Only Because The People Like To Applaud...
Your Mic Will Get Robbed, You Cold? Your Ice Will Dissolve..
I'll Have 50 Sent Your Way & Leave You Bleeding Pints From A Jaw...
Battle Me & Die...You Ain't Heard Tales Of A Nigga?...
I Show Up With Shit That Isn't Called For But Never Fail To Deliver...
I'm A Monster, Son...Not Only That I'm A Wanted One...
I Conquer Bums...& I "Berry Bodies" Like A Defective Wonka Gum...
Why Boost The Skill On You Poop Spitting Goofs, For Real?...
I'll Just Get Troops To Spill Out Of A Cadillac Coupe DeVille On Shoot To Kill...

[Homicidal]

...
.. depressed, suicidal.. no masking whatever chatter's
trapped inside this mental.. i'm tapping to better catch her
dancing her moves grasping her heart in a trance that I never asked for
.. her emotions stay closed, no chance that i'd ever have her
.. tho myself I carry well..
still I feel this fairy tale's no happily ever after
.. jesus knows I'd love her, straight hug her wit devotion but she's one done
idiot plagued candy heart.. a sucker for these emotions like a dum-dum.. eh
.. punches, love.. go together like nothing does
a boring dweller-long term successor-depressed storyteller
.. most got no time and find this type is retarded
as if it were me who decided to start it
when I hopped out the womb frightened to start this
journey.. just chill-it's a simple life of an artist
..

[Ill Finesse]

To offset the powers you're faced with..

So I face this
Face to face with my destiny
Moving down the path of life..
Feels like I'm missing the rest of me
The recipe, the chef, no longer on this earth
I was blessed
You can guess yet never be prepared for the stress of death of a loved one
Now I'm playing ref between my uncle and cousin
They always fussing, over nothing
Soldiers suffering with issues of trusting
But if you would just trust in HIM
Then through him comes reconstruction
But you have to read between the lines to see the instructions
That been passed down over time to become reproductions....

"I'm on my BS, now I'm hittin the hay"

In the middle of the barn, 4 in the morn
I'm ready to rumble, lets get it on
I spit upon leaders of any religion that act prestigious while doing acts that's sacrilegious
If God is the only witness, I ask for forgiveness
For when I stray from square business
In attempts to rep, people often overstep
Misdirected messages can lead to disrespect
At the same time a mystery check in a card
That says BIG RESPECT signed, Lucifer Morningstar...

But Tiggers his dude
Don't mean to be rude
Gimmie the mic, like I'm 2P.. and you Q.T..
All over the track is smacked Kufi's
I'm a real serious nigga that acts goofy
Struggles to see the future
When I'm so used to how things used to be
I'd be much wiser to move less foolishly
Sat and thought to myself "who is me?"
Who is he?
No, truthfuily. If you can just slow yourself down maybe you could see
What you are
What you could be
What you should be
What you will be, so this the real me in reality
Time to shine, so I align with the divine
When you walk righteous steps no need to look for the signs....

BRB...

[Celph Taut]

Fuck looking for signs, I create them.... here's one, for instance...
Shine light into the eyesight of one who rinses
their thought process with skewed beliefs...
See the stare of the nationalist, looking through the sheets
That's the altitude that I choose to reach
I drop a rudimentary only a few can teach
The same reverence as the Pope has accomplished to a priest...
Or whatever it is to you geeks; not that I'm counting...
Bring rivers of worship to outweigh the drops in your fountain
I mean, I drop it down...
So, if it isn't to much to ask, I'm asking you not to drown.
Conversely, remain in place. 'Cause it isn't safe to hop out, now.
Agnostic for awhile. Couldn't ignore it, for long.
I wasn't dead, at least not yet - I guess the mourners are wrong.
Incense is in the air, I came prepared wit' a nose clip...
See your one dimensional plain tilt down - that's how my foes, slip.
Didn't think I no-ticed?
Jaws get dislocated if ever throwing a closed fist to your homie - I DON'T MISS.
"You lil' broke bitch - thought you're getting a fast one.
Told you to break a leg, which is why you died on your last run.
Literary device, mate.
Did an ollie, while I was watching the, price skate...
As political adversaries incite hate...
I'm the type of evil they don't talk about in their inner circles
Lived what I spoke, ensure that your family was in 'fore hitting curfew.
It's my worldview, n I'm kindly asking you get out of the way
Kids went sabbatical, as I was chowing my prey
Give meaning to what you didn't have the power to say but now, it's OK. (it is)
You can say it. (Go). Here, I'll say it with you.
Pray for my prey, magazines spray a pay-per-issue.
Pain fray in the same way as the mainframe delay... I wish you-
Nothing but good fortune, or get ripped away like a paper-tissue.
Destiny binding by rope... theory of design
as minds align in the scope... you can tell its neurotic nature, by the approach.
Ironically, I don't buy the approach... that's for the consumers...
That's before the computers cornered their users
In a systemic war in supporting abusers
By being misinformed, so you lose your sense of identity
n' scorn the accusers... opinions form n' you choose a door to open for your new rulers...
Yep, I'm back again. Adorned in a red leather jacket, wit' the matching timbs
They talk bad on that? And I'm snatching limbs-
From bodies.. shit's probably the realest...
You'll be knocking on my door when you talk of guerillas....
Spots lift octaves to sit on top of their pillars...
Watch it drop to the ground to topple you lil office 'cause now I'm wanting the crown... (give it)
Might as well hand it over n' be curtsies.
Massage the neural muscle; Roman gods couldn't work these...
One of my first keys in a while, let it birth siege
The verse reads: I'm blessing you with the clips, if you nerds, sneeze...
I chew the brain... go through the root where only a few remain
Reducing you to the single view of a username
What else can I do to explain to you lames
Count Dooku/Hugo Strange. Breaking you 3 dollar nigga's into some change
Dreamworld, got me floating on lucid strains
Love hurts - I've been dodging the cupid's aims...
It's not for a lack of trying, though.
Tell him I'm thinking high, but I'm flying low...
Ye' beats play each A-track, so I'm riding slow.
Died awhile ago; an affirmation of what's to come, willingly.
Deprive me of all the oxygen in the world, n' still I breathe
Give life to a race of exuberance, let it echo beneath
24 hour grind; shift paradigms when I'm expected to sleep.
Your lil records, is weak.... fucking fluff piece.
Dropped your Manga arc, then I snuffed it with One Piece
Now the story is com-plete.
Bunch of old farts searching for me, n' done peaked.
Over the hill... their run, had a sobering feel.
Frozen in time, my blood runs cold with an emotional chill
For those whose pasts are their only appeal
What other merch are you going to shill?
You paid for your words, that's why I am holding the bill...
The autobiography of the greatest... you know it's the deal
Especially when your lifetime is less than my moment, instilled...