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Schematic
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Tripple 6 and a pentagram Is the Emblem
Ama center man whose in this to Wreck Them Encarcerate their souls in Satanic Chakras Evicerate with swords Mangling Carcass Faggity call me before I Post a Rap I'd type all day but your primary Host is Whack Am not playing Ma Bros are Strap Gut you up where you layin like a Bloated Carp Shake the Rack causing your Bones to Snap Castrate your balls to see if you can Grow Those Back Sacred Pact according to the Satan Act Against Him He Fails and the Sin Prevails Am the Prince of Whales supervising testosterone bullies and Filthy Males Got Mansion all around the world and like 50 Maides Controlling heads Deep in Jails The American Mafia Lords Feed me Bails Cleanest getaway pros We aint Leaving Trails Claim you are the biggest fish an get Ripped to Scales Rothschild So Wild it's the On Style Gash your throat with a Broke Tile Baby Open Wide Am the Most Vile Tired of waiting its anarchy via Mobile You'll see Stretch bodies for a Whole Mile Like an Angel Appear from Above Do unto others and don't wonder Where is the Love Dark like a shadow and Pale as a Dove Baptise you with blood while you Lay in a Cove The Embodiment of Evil Anointing the People Am always the end so don't Count on a Sequel The Spirits of Lucifer sitting in the Point of a Needle Gracefull Poseidon Meditating in Silent with a Blade and a Trident The hateful Tyrant Mind polluted, thoughts Are Crazy And Violent Peep in the Heart trynna find me but Am lost Deep in the Dark |
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Skeletor
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My problems break a hussy tutor
into learnin she's fake busty Cougar that's game puttin you in a dusk stupor self drive match how they trust Uber stetchy artist wanna portray us, super quick draw for fuck sake, bust sooner gamble rounds against the Vegas Shooter liquor and guns make us a trooper who I point the blicker towards ain't ready for the keeper of war you give out more wins than a speaker awards me being a Blitz Krieger of sorts it's herbs I weed out of course and bong rip you with the reapers torch lyrically hungry, who needs metaphors when your's corny enough to feed the poor my style's Chinese torture spittin goin over heads becomes your Christenin slay so quick my sword's pristine my self drive's that of Christine ain't what car straps and clips seems as I Buckle you by fists means screw your track without sips of lean I'd Harvey Weinstein your sweet sixteen!! if you wanna act up, a shark how I back up queers sufer the board and rap tough but shit more SeaMen than Kracken does hittin bars hard infact enough with drunken power to pack a buzz hammer's shaved when my gat's tucked put on blast when your craft was too pussy and shit like two girls with that cup |
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Celph Taut
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Learn every word will just trump ya plain. There's no use in fighting it...
They may be sick, but not nearly as sick as what I'm writing with. Titan shit. Olympian levels, circle the cycle, then... rebirth matter, like the universe was giving life again. Celph Taut: The anomaly in which, words have been free. Serving a key to any nervous MC. For a permanent fee? I be wielding this chalice, like I was on top of the perch you were lurking beneath. 300 words would make Xerxes retreat. Purging his fleet of 100,000 souls - scrolls will be written on how Persian's were beat. Dr.Seuss cats, this ain't Nursery speak. Feel the surge of elite tongue, defeat scum. Heliocentric, I breathe suns. Spitting phlegm, like diseased lungs. Your weak funds can't barter for your life, there's no escaping this. Like the creationists idea of what Satan is. or Darwinism's relationships with the basic principle of natural selection - Now back to the question. Any cat that's expressing an instinct, or an inkling, to throw hands has no plans to live their life. This is like... attempting to survive a nuclear missile strike. Or giving a 2 yr old kid, advice. You're playing god. I'm saying, dog You're better off saying y'all went to then same school as David Hogg. Nikolaz cruz', picking on dudes. You'd need to flatten your feet the fuck out to fit in these shoes. High caliber rounds fly. Y'all cry, sitting in rooms. All you hear is him, whistling tunes. The door twists, and it moves. |
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Skeletor
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Pour fake rappers sweet grey matter
whip'em 'til they splatter into cake batter horseshit tryna coach me, no whip nae nae factor classic riffs embody Carl Orff Tones spit so fire, skin crawl off ya bones bottled up threads get molotow thrown leave you in all ya failures to brawl a lone lyrically make sense as if coinstar made pens ideas awakens and release enslaved gems until I'm Master a beat trades-men when I drop nex, it strangles you sharper lines than any blade'll do future victims and critics are relatable who's got more than perfect hatred is debatable they envy who's spittin simply loose put that semi to use, ya hearse's a mini coupe holdin the peaCe like a Vito Andolini truce power of my skills; cruel but super lean on bars ain't a stool to a boozer napkin ya verse into drool remover non-rhymin insults are tools of a loser cream of the crop spewer, top jewler focused to spot sewer jot doers self entitled thoroughbreed's drop manure head in the sand where you hide lies with battery in ya back, I bring high tides scream in shock with Frankinsteins Bride to a science I prove you fiction, y'all Sci-fi |
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Celph Taut
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Y'all will catch it before you see it, like WIFI.
Sky high, to the point pilots see my fly by. Park the whip n' assault you - why would I drive by? Try my gangsta'. You'll see more colors than tie-dye. - wait. That was the punch. I'm here with Hors d'oeuvre' - eat it after my lunch. Shoulder to shoulder, with elites. Yeah, that was a hunch. "Skirt" around the boulevard. That's why I pimp the strip when it's pulled apart. Bare the naked truth, like Ed in the 80's. Full of heart. You rent the Mercedes... It's elementary, the potential is crazy. This pencil's... maybe the root of all evil... so repent it, and save thee'... congregation... salvation.. from the wild mason. Style got more variety than a grocery aisle placement.... So why the fuck are they fired up? The Messiah cut - from a cloth sewn in the fabric of the designer cuff. No one liners here for the minor stuff. I acquire a higher buck. The plain of existence stays within inches of my game, while I stay in the trenches. It's all smoke and mirrors, till your visual plain is amiss with the Namekian outlook, but falls deep into a Saiyan's dimension... |
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D.W.G
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Hi, I’m Dat Wun Guy, and I aspire to be a one man Madvillan at all times, and spit fire like modern day war crimes, I rhyme so well, I’ve considered getting an exorcist, it’s more obvious than betting on David Letterman Cherrypicking celebs for television that I’m better than many other MCs or at the very least lil xan, smoking rappers as much as Slike Speigel with cigarettes, I need a rap Nicorette for my addiction to spitting
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D.W.G
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Do not critique my rap until tomorrow. I’ll finish it up and edit it then
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iLL ScriptureZ
Standard Member Joined: 13 May 2014 Location: NJ Status: Offline Points: 2477 Text Rank: Unranked Stats: 11-5-1 Form: LWWLWW |
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DWG let iLL show you how it's done
Just create some lyrics outchea 'n run It's quite simple to do, don't double post You bout to be banned & hung with ropes In the Open Mic, develop a decent drop As you can see, emcees here feed a lot They'll critique your bars with information For elevation.. but all these pointless posts Activating Mods, cuz it's like Self-incrimination This is dumb whack so you can understand it some time Cuz that last thing you wanna be in LA is Dat Wun Guy
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Celph Taut
Newbie Joined: 30 January 2016 Status: Offline Points: 18 |
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Cypher Alumni - that's the squad that I rep.
y'all fraudulent, yet wanna draw on the set? Please, if I call collect? That means I called to collect. Point blank. I point, ya blank the fuck out. Fuck being cordial. I'm evil. Trust me, I don't even seem remorseful. The keys immortal, you see it. Don't even believe in normal. Pfft. The fuck is normal anyway? Your future is my present day. My cock looks like an extra leg. Fuck the escapades. Let it spray... Picture the trend setter. I'm out for blood, like a Crip with a vendetta. Put the clip in it, then wet 'er. That's your Bae. Yeah. She passed away. Time of death? Uh. @Today. Like Matt Lauer. Go to the middle of a White Nationalist Rally and yell out: "Black Power!" Then confuse em' with a Nazi salute. Probably Das Boot, cataclysmic. Need a lot of improvement With music, I'm a hobbyist using my power, like the communist movement. Ugh. My stanzas are NOT to be predicted. That means, even if you're reading this is simply known as uneven sickness. Have you see the distance. Between the Keys, like Swiss Beats had seen a mistress. I may seem pretentious. But trust me, that facet was earned. Gotta passion for whipping ass; I'm the real Ike - far as Angela Basset's concerned. |
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Sammy
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as far as rap, yes i've earned
my stripes. i'm killing rhymes on sights. murderous nights my wording's just right. cyph alumni holding court and i see a lot of perjures on sites they nervous. My mic stays lurking behind the fervor of night. yall learning to fight. i'm fighting to learn... of new methods to fuckin murder the mic. pardon these uninspired rhymes, it hasn't been on my mind, i'm still working to 9 i'm waiting for the turning of tides. my wordings. my wordings not right... something's missing. haven't decide maybe i need to listen to some Nas for inspirations, u guys in the mean, i've been awake since 09. cuz sleep is a relative i prefer to sever the ties even the "clever" lines are forced! Jesus why even write? whatever. shouts to cypher alumni. |
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Skeletor
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A turnt up keystyle on your verse
to fire up the lights on your hearse then drive-by on all the mourners what the pit does to ya baby's much more worst torso's open like ray's through corridors then become a worm's hors d'oeuvres then it's freezer "burn-baby-burn" at the corners but this ain't their last or first change hands with roll of quarters with that Plaster of Paris force serves school of hard knocks of course hurts put a chip on ya shoulder like New World Order lyrically can't understand you foreigners body language got their mouths runnin for the border mop the floor witcha before ya bitchin supporters then end you for not gettin up in the corners |
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Sammy
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i was given order to talk that shit; spark that clip, any nigga who want it can get it - mobster flick gangland murder - we’ll serve ya shards of chips fuck shanks and burners, nigga, we on that bomber shit stealth warning, hurry up and call the coroner quick bout to see some stiff bodies in this bottomless pit when i'm hawking i'll spit... desert eagle, my script is lethal, this a warning to kids bla lol |
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Skeletor
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hungry after I smoke an o.g.
break down bud in shine gold leaf a punchline for those who know me how my pen stroke with Pai Mei's goat tee bars? forget it. the prowess be so ugly, a humble beast without an ego oppostion facin a disaster with no FEMA you're hard as Yellow Bastard with no screamer no rise outta me from these clown lines my responce is purely on Sweet Brown time y'all think these spitters gnarly? 'til I prove'em false, timid and paltry see my true colors if you flex cray' as if yours in comparison isn't less grey the Horror reel; who wanna play Wes Cra'? easy button kill order, you're the apex prey in a nutshell, your bars be a Kingdom Hall Christmas party and my presence is bein gifted givin doubt a natural born killer riffin now back to the facts that you're livin faul maintainin an image that you're killin? how? in childish ways, fucker's in it stuck never let corny beef get between my bread, for what? you'd become a burger; Brazilian style! turn lines into fries, coke with a brillant smile! |
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GlockeD
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caine on the table long lines no fabel,
suckers are able to kill their brothers for my yayo cable on channel 5, golden state winnin so my face grinnin as soon as the game endin take sips of grey groose, it got the place spinnin cuz the cubs losin 5 zip,8th inning 8th sittin on the table,let a nigga touch no guns just angeldust to wet a nigga up now a nigga stuck in disrepair is what it seems, right? a mean type affair, got the fiends stuck in dream like despair,darin for another hit,some bummy shit torches in hand to smoke grams, lets get it fuckin lit |
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Slip
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Drop it from the top
Ten foot wing span Free falling thought glide like a free man Time flys we know that No ties to hold me back Sky's wide open Eyes wide open See it as it is Keep my business rollin Skimmin off the top it's Prophet out my pockets Everybody gots to eat Let's be honest Take the food out my mouth Make you a promise Hunger pains won't hurt Swimming with the fishes Beginning of the end Final wishes Fuckin with my cash hoe Money over bitches |
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See no evil speak no evil silent echo alter ego
inner demon violent beast so warn the mother fucking people |
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GlockeD
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cash rules everything, im hungry for these centuries got powder on my bread, my pockets full of zeppoles a felony can't stop me from finishing my destiny the game got me lookin like a pimp whos from the 70s ull never c me slippin like the nigga above me, firm grip on the chrome piece while sippin this bubbly, |
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Skeletor
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Lyrically, how y'all threaten me
puttin me in my place yet, please see irony in the best defeat like Daz wantin Kanye West beat bein dedicated and innovative but get hated bein creative they're jaded, you name it spittin elated victory's lament flex but will we flinch? never! cypher kill these bitches better this verse's a Willie Lynch Letter how Master reveals weak's clever with a henchmens intention never gettin my attention when you mention me spittin like ammunition, just listen in one ear out the other my gun; hear it loud fucker!! the dumb fear how I'm gutter somewhere now cloud clutters Blitzkrieg! but no Nazi storm quiet powerful like Gotti warns a dark point with Slender Mans scarwny arms the lost never get to greet Johnny Barnes |
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Schematic
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Lock you up inside A Gigantic Arm
Drain your essence with Satanic Charm Use your body to fertalize produce all around The Ranch and Barn The CArtels and Mobbs roll/Role you into situations like a Ball Of Yarn Final destination unimagined WE send the Gods to Warn Every possible Conclusion, Atomic bomb Diffusion Unseen like a Ghost Intrusion, More illegal than Prostitution Drag you through hell just to Enjoy the Torment Your rhymes so delicate you shouldt Join a Convent Poison venom itself the Flows are Potent Not even Spirals are So Bent We drown Rivals that Owe Rent Can tie you millions with an Insider's Thrown Cent Flappin the Wings of Death Devouring the souls of those that Cling and Freath Using black Magic to awaken the flames within Reheating your Breath Wipe your memory for trying to remember that Demon you Met Contort you in ways slowly Ripping your Neck You Bleed on the Set but these beings you Inspect Don't Need ya Respect winning is imminent when you Deal with The Sect A Draconian That is undenyingly wise leaves your Dream on a Wreck Killing you twice as fast instead of wasting time into dieing to Feed and Protect So dark upon reading the Deed you Object The Corinthian Lords respond Anonymously, Like Wiggie Boards Oracles with Gleaming Swords that emerge Victorious when Foreseeing Scores Leave these Shrieking Whores decomposing in the Deepest Cores With worms peeping through the Leaking Sores So hot Am seeping Gasoline from Pores Comb terrains faster than a pack of Beastly Boars Disturbing elders in the 3rd end when The Immortal Sibling Roars From beyond where the Eagle Soars performing Evil Chores |
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Skeletor
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you're a lil girl reachin in high heels
how yall tryna get on the level of my skills ya crews a braud-band and for the sublime kill they downloads for free, ain't talkin about wifi deals a dope lyricists bump these lines until blind coke heads get how this rhyme feels yall bomb harder than plowin through a minefield with a i.s.i.s. suicide bomber behind the wheel my aura makes fluid in ya spine chill cuz what I drop equals to a strychnine spill... |
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Sammy
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how do u define ill? Me, nicca! im fire, still
divine will. I'm God when he decided to rhyme. Chill... my broad stays deep throating my rod steel lips on my bars, like biters jackin my line. Chill.. i got that divine will.. only emcee who can repeat words and define ill.
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