NETCEES CYPHER THREAD
 

What is good Netcees ?
What's with the green lemony ?
So many clicks and jealousy
Green with envy essentially
So much skill and celebrity
I ain't mad though, ya'll poetically,
The realist heads on tha net, see
It's vulgarity, obscenities obsessively
Some how selfishly, but I'm in this registry
Listen to this chilled out reveille
I made a beat, it stomps heavy
Wanna hear it ? It's plenty trendy
No one hears though...anyone. Any ?
Let's lay it down. I, deputy. Inside Empty
We need a little depth to see controversy
Post up free write spits
Or ya favorite pen dips
Out ya mind to the world
Or in a memo to ya ole girl
A letter home from Vietnam
A broken man to seeing YAH
Whateva homie, run yo game
You got this Jake, auto-made
Hide yo shame, alive today
Cause man tomorrow you pay
Believe me, I've been down most days
I'm up though cat, at McDonald's gettin' paid
It ain't easy being this way yesterday
Get right, flip names, flex pain
What's on ya mind ?
I'mma come back in time
And take different roads
Maybe finish High school so
The lonely shoals lighten betta growth
In those holes is an oath though
Next time I post, Joes will be blown
You hoes will know.

Ayo, I work at McDonald's
Flipping burgers, mixing words
A line chief cook but in my head
Thinking schemes flowing' parapet
Drive through window pickup dispatch
"Yo homie, do you want rhymes with dat"

if you gonna give him rhymes make sure they super sized
...let them kno off the cuff you ain't no small fry
I'm juss tryna kick the rust watching how high see me with Hubble cloud nine and do a swan dive...
been a while since I got up on my texting shyt...LW/RM used to flex n shyt
4 eleven hype bore witness to the best of shyt killing whole crews fuck a battle I gave out estimates...
lil known dude by the name of DyaLeX... typing keys with a fury that can fry the net..
flows bolder as he got older...such a threat he turned a pencil necked geek into a whistleblower...
blackballed now I'm back with a piff aroma..sonned a cat up in cypha watch who can diss below ya
You can say that the love finally coming back...I'm juss a textcee like yall but still go check my track!!!

my b for the plug but fuck it lol...

leave you wreck n back like that text went flat
flex wit bats
i couldnt a wreckd a cat, stretch the fat chewed in my teeth grittin
keep spittin when weak simp's in my streak flinchin get beat to inches of they life
i spray mics
fuck they hype. i straight light up the place twice a match's tip
dispatch ya bitch wida flash ya glimpse like a 35
swerve to find my nerve n blind ya learnin my lessons like buddhas
ya bitin on my weight like barricudas

Im moving to fast, gotta slow down with all the sex,
Its not a question, Im the answer to your paternity test,
Although Im getting ready for work as we speak,
Im balls deep within the walls inside of your moms cheaks,
ya'll bitches stink at rapping and I got to be honest,
they should make a new deodorant with your name on it,
Im in my taco bell clothes ready to serve tacos,
but not like the one that I just ate on your mom though,

servin air to these ho's... just might be heir to these clothes,
label stitchin clean- might go to war fa this shit like Ares, he knows.
nahhh.. the money nicer down the street-- ta get it, wifey playin me close.
knowin damn well if i upgrade... she HAS TA lay me n' blow.

Abba YAH

What you do is forevermore
Since the foundation of earth
You established the corners thereof
On perfect wisdom and power
You sit on high alway watching
Forgive me of my transgressions Father
I forgive those who sin against me
You knowest the doings of man
And test the heart of your servants
Knowing some seek your way
We praise you
For your great longsuffering
And tremble at your terrible anger
We look to your tender mercies
For guidance around about in our goings
Striving to be found worthy of your kingdom
Put far from us an evil thing, less we transgress you
Stablish your word in our heart and keep us
Have pity on our souls, teach us understanding
Raise us up, lead us away from temptation
Bring your law to our awareness to keep
We are in a world that does not know you
To obey at your every word
Fore snares are confidante against your people
Our countenance is weak but we enure
And to the stranger within thy gates
He is one in the same, he heard of your fame
How you judged Egypt with swiftness
Raised up the heathen to do your will
We praise your salvation
Knowing the strength of your right hand
We draw near while you can still be found
Putting off the old man and turning
To do good in the sight of your eyes
Knowing for a certainty that you
are the only living Elohim of Israel

positivity minused, while these allegedly spineless
go to war over words like a challenge with knightsmen
Well if i slap u with a glove, theres a dick in it,
N' if you get mad internet love, there're a lotta sentimental men kissin.

just sayin tho. u do this shit for a livin... u niggas aint playin yo...
so why downplay ur day's upside if thats the life u actually portray in oath?
i hate trolls that know better... i hate those pretending to be cold when they know sweaters.
Foes. If u hold em', fold... cuz my goal's to replace a numbered quota with a couple cloned letters.

vv.

I am the hand of Midas the eye of Osiris
the truth is the silver lining, and I lie right behind it
fly high as your highness, Cleopatra, die from your sinus
rely on your eyes, dig from the site to find it
comply with overrated compulsion, seek a consultant
take over from there, I am revolted
disgusted with the words they had rode in..
on..to the next one, respectful component
interested opponent, at the desk...resting devoted
flip a coin, hope your head is in the open
keep the tails to yourself, injected your closeness
siamese try to be what I am, oh shit...
thats twice the brain power, life gives lemons
hope that it ain't sour

Marriage ensued... macrocosm, mack and a magic in broom...
Macro in tune... autopilot this action as you fashion the tools.
Autobot faction this fraction of fagless platoon...
All are fascinating facets of my baggage exhumed.

Jekyll and Hyde dressing in hype of a mescaline high
whether to ride is never concise unless recklessly blind
question the lies injected by life when testing the tides
Projecting a side messy as I..clean cuts flexing with shine
pressing my 9 against lesser of minds and shedding some pride
depressing that what your ingesting is my incredible plight
get me worked up again and we might get our measurements right

Funeral cases after tutelage in pugilist basics
Back and forth through the usual- its as huge as its baseless
Yet... something infused in this slew of displayed scripts
Suggests a penmanship unusually too cool to be played with.

Drain the orifice before you torture it
borderline disorders cause morbid coordinates
swing by gorgeous mi amor is pouring..
its a quarter to midnight and I'm soaring with..
shortened temper but laugh at the importance of life
of course crying is the calling card I'm supporting it
ordering it to continue as tears are pouring in
poor lil thing...I'm only here for the morgue inhibits
inhabitants...livid with the twist contortionists
boring...boring as the first time I've aborted it
its not my place to be or speak...

why lie of course it is

lipstick cursives dispersed as a passive aggressive graffiti
she suppresses, depressed and she needs me
yet she's stressed, convinced that her besty and me have been cheating.
laughing-off the accusation, the ego's in full-fledged refusal of closure...
she knows few modes more intimate than this, and it slows her,
chess the mood, wrestless with jests amidst fools.
I win in all bets... dick's a threat- clits wooed.

I'm just bridging the concept digging into prospects
living with a wig dipping in progress
when it comes off the top. I take the rigging & drop sense
cross reference anyone missing this raw shit
I end the simplest lives with my own pilgrimage nonsense
first to get it livid while pitching to the loch ness
Get your imagery twisted for the sake of congress
get shut down

Rushed out like Obama
I touch down in gold armor
clutch crowns with no problem
Sucks how you close callers
bust out like ho's topless
Plucked outta cold water
what now you code talkers
should tuck Yao in yo' cold whopper
Get some growth bitches

Spinach! oh so delicious...
ode owed to kitchens, where green groves of fixins
Were the mean bowl, the chief's soul, would clean colons with quickness
One heave ho, you'd leave home- for clean bowls to shit it
I mean, woe is the critic who believes gold is the brisket.
Bitch! We know the green glow means mo'... EAT YO SPINACH!!!

I speedwrote visions between cold sun-up and the scion of eclipses,
creosote fished a lung to itch outta one of my ironwrought visages,
Find the FireFox Trot Nixonses, bob for Adam's Applet in this absence of physician scripts,
I sat in indecision between Vatican static electricians and accident premonitions,
It smacked a bit of frankencense, Bangladesh and Icarus. Bring me all your cynicists,
Sang a song, put a sping on half its steps. Scaled the inversion back,
Like honey I shrunk the first battalion and half their murder-bats

each stanza's a fecal conglomerate mongering for ovations
ponder the honor of satan, monitoring my vacation...
sean conner's dopple in a marvel of stark revelations...
to mark 47 in a walmart, small darts toppling the location.
guap in the small stalks of each sock as the colossal twat calls my phone, patient.
I answer the call of the wild... she flowed like a nile with no irrigation...

Hard edged on a dull blade swinging til the blood spray
Feather weights get carried away by the gusts grace
front face soldier I'm going opposite of the one way
linguistic technician respected flood system
lyrical gun play meeting metaphorical transitions
Singing swords. bud blazed by magnifying the suns rays
orchestrated fun day deported tactician
the stanzas well written but the message lacks image
kill em all and have the flag half risen

wax back on this forum even tho i hate texting
so im starting at the bottom of this waste setting
i knew nothing was the same before drake said it
i never been the type to bite a rhyme for taste testing
cuz i bring my own recipes to the pot luck, baked freshness

hardball targets- rocket propelled follies befall them
rubble ablaze, blood bubbles in the fray- and we're calling this awesome
rags for riches... grenades, mags, marbles and fertilizer we call in.
animal carcasses hiding provocative secrets... waiving caution for coffins.
pallbearers employed, for our calling's the causing...
dog collars only remnants of a patrolling unit unaware of our shrapnel deposits.
ravines and riverbeds riddled with ambush aftermath... applause from our bosses.
to reap what we sow would mean revocation of our virgin promise for self-inflicted losses.

They would agree my free writes a free mind
free bird living the free life. giant screaming fee fi
see I...would rather make fun due to my consistency
Sign it out for them if no one was listening
diminishing what limits mean..woe is silly me
the difference in them is they lack an epitone
criminally minded. never caught escaping penalties

blood plasma residue dresses each stanza's edges true
machete consisent- shedding limbs off the ready resistence planning to meddle too
turned a corps of engineers to the undead corpses engineered to end your crew
the end is near- befriend it, dear, for fear has befriended you.

Super hero bloodline screaming thug life
living a bug's life, get squashed, watermelon'd
pumpkin pied, whip creamed then shrugged like...
it don't matter to me, I laugh at the uptight
like...what's up guys you mad at me, yuh right
you mad cuz your cloth hasn't been cut right
have them, rolled up dusted off and snug tight
clutch mics with a deficiency in speaking
that shit is demeaning thinking you can touch I...
hope you love life before I make it a disaster
rappers...think they nice, consistent, laughter
stems from where I stand, need to reason here...
guh' night

Niggarachi in versace with a Tommy like Martin.
You could stop me if you cocky n got flintlocks fa sparkin...
a baddy catchin bodies, roll bigger fatties than Cartman.
Christian academies callin like, "Battie! Done catchin maddies in Gotham?"

Masquerading as a mastered slave, til what's been crafted masks this pain...
on Alastor's flaps this path was raised... a paladin's map has tracked his gains.
Still on soft soil he treads heavily as if not in the clouds...
Like he's not as this wound, off a loss til he's found.
The tie that binds til he's bound... of what mind is he now???
Balloons all inflated... a pun undermining these clowns?
Mining minds in this circus... circa those times you said, "Wow."

With matters apart scattered like art
I recapture the spark smashing a heart
the bastard of dark standard to y'all
Yet influential when my canvas is scarred
panic could start chaos manages fault
passing it off #1 position...the basket is far
but the aim is easy even at long distance
if its gone missing then its the wrong instant
shook enough to J Fox lose grip...
strong lifting and a few more balls missing
courage is incouragable when thoughts in it
egotistical ridicule sends us into a calm pigment
til we see what we truly are beyond existence

sequential bills? this bank was robbed of its essential feel...
i feel resentful still... masked up, crusading avenger equipped with steel.
there's no adventure in a venture killed...
so, till the dentures, i'll injure, kill- indent your grill just ta ensure suspenseful dispense of skills...

I make fun of other writers and it bothers them
shoot fish in a barrel that looks bottomless
slaughter them with kindness and honest-ness
my God it's such a beautiful nightmare
night terrors crawling amongst write errors..
right..errors, make sure that the light's there
the flame dancing along with a hold on mystics
something realistic yet farfetched enough to miss it
demented, tortured by accomplishments & twisted...
by every other word I could have listed
presented and swore on with holy intentions
blind to science...yet thoroughly committed

Holy moby this dick's her trophy...
Regardless of it's hits, it's so tits the bitch don't know me.
Woulda extended some licks but the pics don't blow me...
...away. Rihanna! It ain't fun if Chris won't share with this homie!

I'm the black cat met with bad luck
black sheep, the fuck up picking back up
sending shots at the cornerstones
that keep getting heated like corner stores
bodega, I'm looking at you ho' savers
wishing you would...stay now..go later
underestimate the estimates
talk like dudes full of estrogen
forget it then...you'll never outrank me
I'm higher than Saturn, about face me
salute and pay homage
think you pricks got a point?
it's just a bed of nails so lay on it
take a bat to the back, rap to the sack
you won't break even or come up that fast
keep getting laid down

I used to know this woman with the ugliest damn tattoos,
they crudely sullied the sand-cracked grooves
love ran into the burnt, grubby backs of the waitresses hands.
I hear the croons, catch the cursed gully gasps labors demands,
as she twists green dishes in rags- pans spic, for bread en la mesa...
and glass bowls span... from heatsinks crammed to the edge of complacence.
From the shadowed sill of my window, her hair runs through her fingers.
A muse. Or mystic. Shivers spill acoustic think, lured elusive gossamer bands.
For music is a stupid cynic, losing minutes to imperfect ink of a mariachi madame.

Physical youth matched with mystical truth
spat rhymes in my own fictional booth
write rhymes or physically give em to you
Nahhh..money is cool but so is limited view
a moment of silence I've been missing too soon
Chicken little mixed with a new dimensional boost
hidden with a bomb shelter and missiles to BOOM
admission is clues...and admittance is proof
that anyone entering is important orrrrr...
Meant for repopulation its a divisible dispute
and you bitches is too...too...bitchy to live with
....its true

Sauteed my enemies
praised like Genovese
crazed off anything
lay off when I scheme
seance questioning
praise yall entities
Pays off mentally
made off christenings
Cake frosted penalties
May yall get a dream
raised off nicotine
patch it up

Thats enuff.
flow's aqueduct
So dracula
no nappin up
Spectacular
Go spatula
Flip wack shit up
Then laugh at ya
Cold, attica
Fold... stabbin guts
No mask with us,
Know cats with guns
Chrome mac is tucked
Get caskets cut
Ho ratchet cuz
She sapped the nut
I snapped, went nuts
Then snatched her cunt
One smack, she cussed.
"I'm back, you slut!!!"

compound density, everything doesn't make sense to me
raised up high and that's where I find the blessings...
three more weeks and then I could find another complexity
another moment to say that no one is next to me
royalty unfolds, and it all looks so bed spread to me
sleep on it, I understand the difference between every MC
any empty chest, shows no treasures that pressure me
I'm, mixed up with thoughts only I can make sense of...
scenes of glorious scavenger hunts, keep the white rabbit
as I put your ass on fire like a cigarette lighting backwards
I'm too far fetched..looking like I need a new compartment
I new place to stash the bags of the dearly departed...
sorry, I get lost in my head, sometimes I toss in my own bed
while its seems like they been dreamin' for me to fall off
lyrical odd ball, once I'm in my zone its on dawg..
what's on dawg? probably your mom's soakin' my jock
jaw...y'all need to stick to putt putt with your golf balls

Got this down to a science... diabolical to the molecule...
U got tunnel vision, no wisdom; a cyclops rockin a monocle...
Rocket stanzas on haiku fuel... Joe Castanza's a god to dudes.
All these flows about nothing... see what I did??? How NOT could you.
Nocturnal, Diurnal- I make a profit ta scoff at you.
Ain't a prophet but God's enthused... at how Vague's such an obstacle.

7seas and enemies of different breeds
jungle cat..lioness battle of the century
instant grief mixed with some fungal caps
center piece memories over humble facts
keep the rest under wraps peep the mezzanine
the balcony of presidency and other trash
temper temper better leave the rest to me
manipulated society is in the driver seat
freedoms a lie to me same as privacy
what you try to see you should try to learn quietly
sit back and let the lion sleep

lone... in a home of familiars, yet no one knows.
slum village in his ignorant tone... blood wrung with rigor, gift of vigorous bone.
living a livid existence, resistant to religion, all insistence opposed.
Distance from memories distant makes him rigid and cold.
No dreams or goals... all that inspire seeming impossible things to behold.
Death is certain for all, but he desires it by chance...
Expecting an early dropoff before an elderly man.