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Re: Keystyle Cypher!
Audio Over Vocaroo: https://voca.ro/12v4u0cAoDsT
Bad clerks Can have Perks,
Thats the Mobb that'll turn on they Job, Flip, rob & Put the Last First!
I'll type a Keystyle but damn, that shit is MAAAD Hurt...
Trying make Bolds... Underlines & Caps Work....
I'd rather stabb Jerks, resort to knives, and Steal the bodies..
I should been born in 1945 so I could Chill wit Gotti..
Reveal Shotties & automatics when I go to war...
Cause I Eat MEAT & Beef; these faggots all Herbivores..
Shirk & turn me off like bitches on they Period
The Bloodly bloodclots, can't fuck or interfere wit it...:th_down:
Duck or get spear within.. your upper respiratory...
I'm a vet who's gory, I Puncture both lungs you try to step before me!
Get introspective, Teach lessons So you can Know the Veteran
Like Blessings from Pastors right after you have a solo Session
Except I'm... Interjecting these words into your Soloplexus :boobies:
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Re: Keystyle Cypher!
Drop a bar off the top to leave these hoes perplexed with...
They already know I'm reckless...
So, expect it's nothing but agony if they go against this.
Flow tremendous enough to overload the senses
Tell 'em to get the pyrotechnics ready for my entrance...
Rolling in that bitch like Rick Flair..
Raw dogging, yelling out, "WOOOO!!!" in your bitch ear...
While you sit there, cucking...
Jason Luv; tell her to face the rug.
Have her in a long embrace, but it ain't a hug.
Shoot it on her face because...she'll taste it up like
"Take that nut, n' don't waste it, you interracial slut.
The load goes passing her chin...
She uses her hand and swallows it up faster than Katja Kassin...
Rappers have been on a level I've already surpassed, so I'm in
Hit Em' Up mode, like Tupac, when I'm snatch up this pen...
FUCK Metro Booming...
Take the subway out; got the Metro, booming.
Don't pay the rent, n' still expect to move in.
Yeah, I'm as "shocked" as you are...
Yet, when you hear me snap? It's electrocution.
My techs are shooting like IT for their retribution...
Uh... who got their stripes in the game, I'll be swiping their chain...
Omni man the planet wit' one bar - there will be no life to sustain...
Shit is cuckoo, I might be insane.
I'm looking at their raps like, "would you like to explain?"
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Yeah, too many people hyping the train...
Likely, my aim is harder than Homelander side-swiping a plane.
Drop the world on their head n' watch it crack into pieces.
The dogs come out off the rip, if I unfasten their leashes
Cats wanna a speak with a reverence but lack the uniqueness
necessary for them to accurately back up their thesis...
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I'm in a cypher smoking emcee's like a viper -- I'm a tiger light moth type
POP MICS -- STOP PLIGHT -- cock back pistons like it's my blood type
I'm the rhymthm MC -- the creator of science and mathmatics --
BATTLE RIDDICK with standard kick shit -- I'm unstopabble --
I'm gray matter inside karma -- kicking it like it's pregnant--
dead faggot -- i'm the zenobite pen dragon!
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Uh... not sure what that was about....
It isn't Halloween, but cats are masking their doubt..
Banging on the door, to be let back in the house...
Bitches want the fame, they sit their ass on the couch...
In front of a camera, self reflection's a bitch...
The barrel of a "gun" that is pressed to their lips...
Can't pay college tuition, feeling pressured to kiss..
Or get lectured, it's this dichotomy we fall into...
In search of a foundation, but I don't believe the architecture exists...
Writing novellas, breathing life into a raw soul...
I paint the portraits of tortured poets, then draw to a close...
And for all who oppose...
You can literally suck my balls through my clothes
I ain't apologizing to yall for my goals...
I'd rather be persecuted for my actions than fall on that sword...
Kids be green screening, trying to fool us to think they're balling on courts...
Shut it down before it hits its peak...
Fuck it raw and then flip the beat over politics - rinse, repeat.
Fuck units of measurements - I'm tired, n' ain't get a wince of sleep...
Not a lot of rappers on the roster going to this mystique.
Church's Chicken, vs Five Star Michelin joint - you getting the point?
I rap circles around their verses like, wow, it's personal, now.
When those curtains go down? I'm surgical...
Shit can go left quick, or go vertical.
Make an heir sick, word to vertigo.
Heard the flow deep... that's why I'm perching low.
Fuck half - assing. Assassin. I want to burn his soul.
Go from collection plates to correction, plate pressing in a prison, for life.
23 hour lock down, only 20 minute visiting rights.
And that's if your lucky.
Got the shit running like a nigga that's in Kentucky.
I'm a Good Guy, Doll - but this isn't Chucky.
I'm removing spirits, like a liquor employee...
Immortalized in the written my story for the kids that think they'll destroy me.
What's beef to a saute?
Haven't been religious, but I'm ready to crucify a sucker, if we 'cross' ways.
Cross blades, go across veins faster than a ball in lacrosse games
I'm "Action Bronson" tossing rappers, off-stage.
Uh, throw an intermission in this...
Kids tripping like Shockmaster, but not even Sid Vicious as this.
Flair like Rick, wit' the flick of the wrist...
Still kicking as if I'm Alex Pereira before UFC, if these kids wanna diss.
UH, then go turbo off the last boost.
Go outside and touch grass - flash in the pan turn you grass roots.
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Random Shit...
You & I Are Not In Cahoots, Continue Throwing Shots In Dispute...
Until I Walk In A Booth & Drop Shit To Leave You Rot'n In Poop..
When The Glock Is Use I'm Killing Everything Your Oxygen Has Got To Reduce...
I'm Canadian & My Punches Make You Feel Like You Fought With A Moose...
Not To Rebuke But Y'all Keep Saying The Same Shit Am I Talking To Groot?...
What's Your Mawkish & Stupid Mocking To My Rockets & Nukes??...
You're Nothing More Than A Cockroach Being Squashed Under Boot...
What You Thought Was A Snap From The Jaws Of A Croc Was Just Moot...
Actually, I Could Argue That It Was Just The Try Hard Chops Of A Newt...
I'll Murder You With The Basics, There's Really Not A Lot To Compute...
Hop In A Coupe & Floor It 'Til I Crash Into Your Spot With The Proof...
Watch It...I'll Mop You & Dip Your Pockets For The Profits & Loot...
I'm Toxic At Root So Why Would You Choose To Box With A Brute??..
"My Body Is An Instrument Of Death" So In A Fight I Would Win But Not With A Flute...
Mkay...
Twin Glocks Pop Into View, Firing, Ya Mans Sliding Then It's Flaring A Peer...
BOOM BOOM!! Shots Are Defining, I Air It Out So That Your Hearing Impairs...
What Is There To Be Scared Of You Don't Even Nearly Compare...
You're Just Here To Despair, You're ILL Prepared To Bear A Fear This Severe...
Why Box When I Got A Deuce Like Numericals Squared..
But Where's The Merit In Making You Bitches Scream Like A Spirited Cheer...
I'm Not Contestable, Just The Death Of You, Confess To The Lord...
Play Stupid Games & Win Stupid Prizes, Come Get This Reward...
With The Stretch Of A Sword The Blood Spills From Your Neck To The Floor...
Your Wreckage Is Scored As A Win For Me That's The Essence Of War...
Until Next Time...
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Word, that's the essence of war...
A long way from writing idle threats on messaging boards...
Now it's about pressing record...
They never felt this pressure before, I guess they ignored...
However, they'll remember real fast once the exit the door...
I was blessed with a more or less perspective, to score...
More or less moralless, with a dexterous core...
I pull this pen out, n' these messages form...
Self reflection-reform, these texts are as if you have stepped in a storm...
Uh. dropping lessons while the rest of them mourn...
The architects of the forums stretching out every lecture before 'em.
Yeah, I've been reading the news...
They fired up, but who is feeding the fuse?
Please tell us, because we are confused.
Faint echos of drowned out melodies leaving the rooms...
Listening to elected officials that we didn't choose.
Where do your allegiances lie?
I'd probably say on a display...
Speak about foreign policies you wanna dissuade?
Whatever comes to light, is gonna fall in the shade...
I mean, where do your morals go when you're not getting paid?
Often amazed by the dichotomy n' obvious sayings
Between commonality from the reality you got, in exchange...
Oh, not exactly the feature, then?
If we die, then we ascend... treating it like an easy end.
Out in the cold, but it will probably freeze by then.
You realize that it's far deeper than anything we can pen...
That winner circle? Is Paradoxical. There is lots to go...
Possible it's gone, just as soon as you cross the road...
Many obstacles got to watch for, so you have lost control...
Oscillating between how your thoughts will hold the subconscious load...
Woke minded, but sleep deprived...
See flashes of the Luxor Beam, as it meets your eye.
An affirmation of all of the secrets that you keep inside...
Full of rage now when you used to be a peaceful guy...
Bring that humanity out of you, so it can be alive...
Feel the flow of the conduit navigating uneven tides...
Say you haven't felt this way in a while - you'd be surprised.
The spirit dies, when the mind accepts that it lost.
Giving up on everything, not knowing the death that it caused.
Fuck it, I might as well live it, n' reap
the consequences as they come to me. Maybe then, it can humble me.
Perhaps, if my worlds collide? And I can no longer tell fact from fiction?
I'll live what comes next from the ashes n' never ask permission.