Cypha
 

Put that shit in ya face it make a loud noise my gats a megaphone
u can't substitute for real dope that's methadone
think boat party loud on deck stay getting stoned
no rims four rounds lift ya car if I get the chrome

Nike with Gucci all kinds of fashion tips. Hash in spliffs
Different kinda golds the chain rose like Jesus and Lazarus
Tech eat ya flesh, zombie clips ravenous.
Technique is fresh, neck all glamorous
As a young kid I listened to big, wanted to ride like a OG
since cartoons I been all bout the trap like Wiley coyote

My hoop game big, but my troll is bigga
Burna' meet u at da rim, I'll have my daw Luis Scola nigga
I'll fuck ur girl rough..dats how she likes it. then my dawg'll hit er'
She bucked my wallet so I stole her veritas then I had Tiago Splitter
I'll happily croak once I reach the top, bt I'd get banned for the scandal
Young Bull wit knee problems, U'll see Derrick Rose a deuce no center could handle

A Fresh prince, young lavish baller from the hood
Sipping dat cateraid I'll have Jimmy Butler better than Jeffery ever could

I represent my netcees ogs
We run this shit
Who's next I rip the next emcee
I GOT A MILLION CLIPS
I'M SHINING I'm the sun

You ain't a candidate here prez, stop it
How u Call urself a politician wen u've got ur hands in your own pockets!

V eliminates the Cypher while Vic fronts his masculinity proper
My styles hard to bite and layered like an everlasting gobstopper
Just like candy I'm old school like that Suave house.
I don't Know about yall but I'm just glad I don't live at mom's house

Fund druggies, won Bundy's case, still nobody runs from me
Please don't talk slobberknockers with me, you'll get your gums bloody
Scum, grungy, like your high horse floats in the slum gully
We can scrimmage until the continent parts, so much for Australians who love rugby
I make psychological capital. The next archetype for Jung country
Don't fear divines. Just clear the blinds, we'll toast with beer and wine
I'm like Anne Frank in the attic... I'll join the ghosts up here in time

hush is wack lol

Ghosts up here in time.

out B-more, grimey tip, high as shit n dont hear ya
snow drifts as high as this coke sits on my mirror
need a clearer view, pupils to huge to zoom in
swear if i get locked, cant claim personal use tip
aint no distribution ever even cross my mind though
older you get, more you regret, the slower time goes
i approach, i am known to go hard as it gets
when tough times equal tough calls, dial collect
i will never die til im dead, i ride like a god
until i overdose, or zeus triton is mine

Ughh

hush wins

coyote bar was fire

loved the rims shit and methadone too

F Lars F Bars I fight with knives
old school like 7 brothers for 7 wives
I'm like Giant Hand Jones wearing a catcher mitt,
a master wit faster spit, Giant Hand Jones playing Jenga
the mind re-arranger, Giant Hand Jones giving himself the perfect stranger
my dick bigger than the landmass of Eurasia
put the sweepers to work like Fantasia.

Batty free in the cypha, a true Macguyva
So underground imma uber driver for scuba divers
I take the red to chill, the blue for hyper
Lift tha kilt, see the sack? Even bags knows who's the Piper
Think you the shit whiles I make newbies poop their diapers
Jump-scare niggaz, 2 for flinchin then I kill yall
I fucks with horror, use an Annabelle for a Real Doll
#NO LUBE + FINISH

Fire
Salute @sraL

wild past, type that drive past & let da nine blast
or black ur eye & put a strap to ur head like an eye patch
die faggots cuz not one of you bitches come close
team full of lucky strikes, get your whole pack lit up and smoked
think this a joke? then whoever startin
gon' feel the kick from the gun more times than Cherry Darling
this heavy barring when Diablo up in here
talk to the hand, I'll let my fists do the talkin for me like a puppeteer

The X-Files are back, the Illuminati is guilty
Cody Yates Taxidermy, it's basement is filthy
Uncle Dale in the attic, his VHS tapes are played out
His bathrobe is equipped, but his ballsac still stays out
Baby animals on instagram, I stay browsing for cuteness
I got so much pussy at the wheel, you would swear I was Toonsis
to compete with V is useless, like asking what the square of Pi produces
I'm Dr. Krieger with the ether, and my suit is so tight
prepared for the good times, spitting dynamite.

if you wana run with the ballas you gotta lace up ya sneaks tighter
I ain't one of u geek writers.. All I do is punch like balrog in street fighter
For me it ain't hard to rap. 40 with a hair trigger it ain't hard to clap
All my rounds keep going with heat like the dryer at the laundromat
An if it's beef over cheese. I'll hamburger a nugga flesh u gonna fry
Bust the five then I'm tucking the gun in like it's bed time no lullabye.

insanity cypher 4evr

You are trying to be an orator, yet never studied Quintillian?
I am one of a kind, that is more than one in a million.
I'm like Hopkins explaining the history of the Sicilian
and my rep would fill the cage where they stashed Free Willy in
I escape the damage of your bars, call me Papillion
what does the Fox say? "I shoulda never stopped smashing Gillian."

ungh.

F punching I just spam the gat and grenade combo, so call me Stryker
got ya chicks number so how bout those apples? Mini Driver.
Suplex a nigga in the street, Rowdy Roddy Piper.
Ahead of my time, innovator of offense, Jushin Thunder Liger
dropped an upper decker and left admin none the wiser
Its like my whole purpose is just to chew through beef.....Incisor.

i do numbers wit the toolie, black in the stash so im lettin the chrome spit
bitch i got 4 dif burners you'd a thought i was in ur kitchen wit the stove lit
Foe fifth leavin ya dome split, big barrel flare the room
nigga this heat'll be the reason ur in the sky.. no hot air balloon
fuck fame, im a trap for this cash so stay in ya bum lane
i supply gas.. bitch u askin if u cud pump sum for chump change
ran sack ya crib, b4 we hit upstairs we searchin all the rooms
mossberg pump clear the bottom like a retro 11 jordan shoe
yeah i pump nines, but my kids my world so i stay on a dumb grind
these r real life facts! i'm pushin tan jus to see my son shine
i got pies homie, u workin on half a slice
servin crack in rock revivals while fiends hittin the pipe comin bck to life
more whips then passion on the christ,


I'll b bck

Cred is an Internet gansta...tonio aka lil crip
Know I stay turned up.....zelph's lip
I gave ya girl crabs just cuz she allergic to shellfish
You knkw showed a vid battle that was selfish.

Aiyo my captain's elvish. He likes to rap with felons
Never penalizing a Gemini cause she's a brat yet selfless
She had a battered pelvis so I hit it up with magma pellets
Had her Stretch'd on the staircase like a Casper dwelling
Don't give a damn if they ask, I'm telling
Slash a melon, Ibeabuchi the whole scene with my word's worth
I'll take Tua ya mans out when I let the black hawk land like a Byrd's perch
Call it third world? More like a third Earth
The third time's the last time I purge you with my worst verse

Shit like that , shit like that

shit like what?

Doing things to make you get locked in the bing
and justify it by letting your seed's name ring?
That's hustling backwards, thats a cardinal mistake
there aint nothing real in that, just a fraudulent fake
I can talk guns, cuz legit I have a safe full
and I use em to protect the things of which I am most grateful
and selling drugs is lame, that makes you trapped in the system
the chains around your mind while you chained in a prison
so you think that you a man, when you just a childish addict
only real recognize real, so you can't ride with us, faggit.

From the home of guns and bricks, all we know is funds and chips
Where everybody in jogging pants but don't nobody run from shit
land of amigos and esse's. Shit get evil for diesel the tech spray
From where u ride for ur pride u might die for it the next day
Where the dudes u look up to gotta look down at they headstones
RIP shirts hurt so we get stoned. Thot bitches we let dome..
cuz u ca walk down the block hear a shot and u get domed
@Cred

Irony, you looking for cred.....
Look dawg, ya FICO is in the red
You talking bout the streets but ya momz tucking you in sheets
That's after you get some snacky-cakes for finishing the beets
You a doper a smoker an addict a punk a liar a child a virgin
Plus when you talk it sounds like u french kissed a sea urchin
see V murking this dirt person

tuck the chrome, aint nothing tho to let a couple go
the pups I know’ll put that can to your ear like the Lovers Phone
we mean mugging street thugs checkin pockets for profit
& we don’t play doughy expressions.. that’s Wallace and gromit
Balrog? im more like Vega the way I stay choosing the metal
fact of it is I’m alex da kidd.. my punches work on numerous levels
dudes need to settle before they get ate here
and I light ya soul up for steppin like some LA Gears

when you was watching Smack and Charlie Clips
I was on smack in Vietnam, giving charlie clips
I'm schemin' tough, plus my scripts are bomb proof
guess what room he in? it don't matter cause it's under his moms roof
You got a chin long as fuck tho
you good fam? @Hush

My styles are cold in so many ways, I'm great, Malenko.
Cannon paint ya whole crews face up, Great Malenko.
Test V and get left Pesci at the end of Casino
Your killing me Smalls, it the Great Bambino!
this wolf-man's got nards, thats the monster squad.
I stay tearing shit up, that's a Kevin Nash quad.
You stay fronting like you thuggin, but thats rather damn odd,
plugging, mugging, yet struggling to understand the plan of God.