![]() |
Roses are red. Violets are blue.
1 |
1
|
1
|
instrumental
|
Roses are red. Violets are blue.
1 |
1
|
1
|
Shut the fuck up
|
1
|
@Bags to confirm ncpd detention
|
1
|
Commence Rhyme Collision
|
1
|
Time to proove to you the meaning of True Concentration,
which is being able to Lure a Congregation The Monsters that reside inside my Obscure Immagination, Will eat the flesh and bone of all the Fools in Constestation, Your imput in text alone is seen as a Greusome Infestation, One that aids not one bit in the plan to Secure the Nation, Voting yourself up on the league All you manage to do is Secure the Devastation, of all the veterans on site and their work got lost somewhere in between your Stupid Immitation, But ama lawyer here to Dispute your Litigations, That brother running Through your Limitation, Imprisoned by god himself in the Center of Heaven, Hate spitting Out of control with a Temper Rebelling, Take Minutes to Construct a verse so Remember the Reverent, Make you think ama Bird in Detention, learning about Telementation, The Lord's Intervention Deploying Infections while you play the boss on your Ongoing Protestations, Looks like someone here can't Withstand the Tension breaking Under Pressure, A Faded Endevour Trying to question the logic and Agitate the Professor, perhaps you should Stay away from the cypher with the Dopest Compositions, Cause the Calvary of anarchy is always ready for Biological warfare dispatching Explosive Ammunition That zombify people slowly Coroding their Condition, Converse with a Magician to see that this part of the galaxy is well Beyond your Jurisdiction, We make weapons of high caliber while you need to Consult with a Technician, We hide in plain sight but to you we are Just a Superstition, Conquer emcees for sport the Grousest of Addiction, A Duel with me is an Incredible Task am Bench pressing Cars Sending the Deadlist Bars that resemble the Heaviest Malls turning an Appendage to Sause for sending parrots to deliver the Message Across... |
1
|
1
|
1
|
1
|
I like to pitty pat with a witty rap
you a bad girl? where dem tittys at? gotta stay clean with a jimmy hat I turn her like that boy timmy ack... theres fairy dust in your shitty tract I heard they really like to face off red socks but it isnt from baseball monthly visits hittin the base, balls.. bollocks & such your collagen sucks but the lip gloss helps when polishing it up quack quack here but dont call it a duck the fuck...when did I step into this comedy club.. |
1
|
You got the sentiment but lack the daily regiment
you lack discipline & think you can rhyme off the stone I set em in you could get jettisoned, I could point out your tenderness your lack of intelligence & tickle your toes & spray you with specimens & by specimens I mean semen to boost your protein for your negligence.. you cant lift bars with these premises, your style is bought secondhand come deal with this reprimand & become another honorable mention maaaan you fall short like the second hand, proving you too slow to fuck with ours fuck with hours? fuck with ours look at this shit man I aint fucking proud a fucking clown? fuck it now you got deal with your own assumptions now if you got your chest puffing out we toss you to the fishes.. whose puffin now but a puffin is a fucking bird you fucking herb, you got me puffing clouds next time I come around you should be glad your thread a hundred...wow... no fucking doubt |
1
|
Quote:
I just assumed there was a cypher thread for a reason lol |
Quote:
SUBJECT: THE UNDERGROUND OF THE PSYCHE AS IT RELATES TO THE NONLOCAL SOURCE OF PERSONAL ACTIVITY AND POWER - OTHERWISE KNOWN AS AND SUBSEQUENTLY REFERRED TO AS "SOUL", "ENERGY", OR "IMMANENT GODHEAD" STYLE: RHYMING MLA FORMAT, ONE INCH MARGINS AND FOOTNOTES |
Verse 1
...
|
Dammit 2tripple....oh...
its just Jesodist |
don't mention my name
if you talking out ya head, better gimme brains zombies, eating the brain out of ya mommies get her leg twitching like she running money dripping like it's runny codeine sweet as honey too many pills too many girls earth girls are easy but she outta this world let me make it clear the coast is clear you got nothing to fear but these niggas here straight talk, walking the line for the oppers you said that you was with it but you not tho you said u'd stay in ya lane but ya threw on the cherries & berries like a cop tho im chuck berry, you elvis. u gone cop tho on my style, something in yo teeth when you smile ya biting ass niggas |
1
|
All times are GMT -4. The time now is 07:17 AM. |
Powered by vBulletin® Version 3.8.5
Copyright ©2000 - 2025, Jelsoft Enterprises Ltd.
User Alert System provided by
Advanced User Tagging (Lite) -
vBulletin Mods & Addons Copyright © 2025 DragonByte Technologies Ltd.