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