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Sick Mind's Cypher
So this is a thread to post your darkest, nastiest shit in.
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the beginning of the dark
Why the fuck does nobody post in this region,
Are yall tryna duck a ghostly appearance that hosts the most notorious of coke dealers, yall whack like broke people, I caught the pope stealing, but i choked freezing outside like im coast sea lions, Bitch you wont see lines, when you lined in chalk, Alright im fed up its time to talk, wats up Homie? Come" ma nigga, then i lured tat phoney, slowly up to the balcony, He was my homeboy now he's a trophy, a reminder of his anatomy, while i vaguely gaze at him being drained like he's battery acid, addicted to him hanging from the canopy as if its a bad habit, he's dangling lackadaisically, i hang his flaccid armpits in a lethargic way to see, the lack of apathy, it has a dramatic change in me the pace of my character left me exempt from amnesty, so i prevent the escape from every enemy who attempts to envy me, if such events commence allegedly, ill go to the extremity lengths like John F. Kennedy, and fuck leprosy, ive got the chemistry for meth ecstasy and kets recipe, so forget sesame seeds and weed remedies please my de-pendency for grief is tre-mendously increased |
Deleted cause it was shit.
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i guess i'll post here cause nobody else will
wouldn't hurt a fly so i'll go get my self killed |
You smack bitches and act thug on the net
You one of the best? Only if I wasn't online before ya started text Get in line son I gotta climb the charts Life is hard but its the only thing of yours we can all disregard U upsetting bit don't know how to redefine my topics My life ain't no thing but u the judge then define this legal hostage |
ahem...
Ill drop kick a mans Uterus... wait fo the screams "why on earth are you-doing-this!?" hmmm... I don't do nasty. dark shit. |
I do.
Imagine a Panda... the animal yin-yang with ping pong skills and attitude of Ving Rhames that slaps hoes and snorts coke like Rick James through a bamboo shoot that shoots darts at a human being range. Now imagine me as an animorph- I transform into this thing, mane!!! sloshing through rivers of beings' brains, stashing hearts in my satchel for sleep when the seasons change. Then in my slumber I birth more me's... the body count is higher numbers... Wake up and we reak havoc entire summers... Til "concrete jungle" and "trap" music stop doing numbers... Because peaceful fun-loving pandas HATE THAT SHIT!!! That ignorance might be what fuels my hunger :) |
It's a beautiful mixture of funeral scriptures,
trapped in lyrical fixtures, I'm a cynical drifter. Carving kidney stones from empty souls... got me fifty bones beneath a filthy throne. Blood on my crown, love must've drowned, unholy ground covered by guns unbound. I'm temptation, sedation, impatience, relations deflated, desperation degraded. The plague feeding on your children, and the faith receding from their spirit. The voice envisioned by a rapist, and each noise his victim had prayed with. The screams of a child being beaten as he thinks in denial, believing in reason. I'm the twisted and the obscene, the wishes uncleaned, livid and unseen. Demented and reprieved, cemented in concrete, revisit red sheets with intentions to repeat. Murder! |
^^^nice bruh @Dearg
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first of all yall fake like a plastic Barbie doll
if you were revolutionary you still couldn't revolt Im dope with rhymes and u swear your intelligent but just like facts nothing speaks louder than evidence yo that's just the way things go so I try and drop a new mix just like a house build with bricks its gonna take more than promise im rewriting history but still cant understand how to prepare for life im scared at night im tight though you can see it in my eyes I know that im defeated but I still refuse to surrender and just like cheddar im cold like inside ya girls placenta gotta end this quick theres time to waste any longer you swear it was beef but still couldn't explain for my anger |
ya'll raps is gay til i scare em straight- i maul ho's with the bear face
fuck gravity! i'd fight the moon and air space! get it? i'm heavy here and ya'll ain't even a hydroflask's tare weight cross dressin metros too on-the-fence for Hairspray... |
Ill fuckin.....Ill fuckin....
take a spoon to your eyeball, fuck the moon in drywall push a kazoo into your mind dawg Ill fuckin read you every rhyme from Dr Seuss till your mind rots Ill give you unpaid vacation while you take time off Ill make you wear wet socks on a rainy day Ill fuckin, Ill fuckin slap you with a shitty diaper a baby made Ill give you mashed potatoes without the gravy train Ill fuckin pull every nose hair out your nostril with a crazy face yea...thats pretty fucked up... |
Got my own style aint need no beef
It's hard to speak I lost my way within the battle field There ain't no stopping my ill set ups You gotta digest this like drugs and ring u up like you a treetrunk Did you make the cut Jesus was a carpenter And laughter afterwards turn to a large chunk of cheddar The lines scatter as words disperse on the page You like a noun I'm still working with blades Later on some roller skate fruity dyke shit Like a white bitch in the summer she got them ripe tits Or did I get the tips ripe like some grapefruits Her pussy juicy so I'm taking some backshots of her in her night gown Like the fountain of youth a master with loot Draw you a picture and forgive you with my kung fu Clicked on ya pic and you buckled my shoe Is he claiming back belt when I'm so randomn That I almost regret battling that dude Or signing online in generan my salvation impivital As I'm sipping from the Grail of that recital The last supper like da Vinci The book of riglies uplifting sanctuaries Buried beneath two ton of concrete Ya lines ill but still sound obsolete You an army yeah well it bout to retreat |
i have a sick mind. it's full of strychnine.
when i spit lines,it's big time. i 'move keys'; u Sling dimes! i zero out the sale, on the scale, &then snort 6-lines. whatcan i Say?- I live life. |
your mother would 've done me a favor, ifshe had aborted U wth a fucking hanger.
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Lol that was dope
You bout as gay as dropping the soap Hang u with jump rope I ain't expect u to be broad as my Brook You suck since 06 If you were a pitcher you'd never get no mix Be on some gay weak shit We like u be cool ibknow my ocean got you seasick It's a lovely morning right You ain't the sun though things looking bright I'm like sir Lancelot Had to stop for a flowerpot and turned into a castle like Camelot Went down a rabbit hole and my honey turned into an apricot Like a dalmation I got spots so call me a bullet I'm twisted like paradox |
Nothing but murderers to scrap your brains of the sidewalk/my sidearm is like God/pray you dont end up on the wrong side/I rob/I pod full of my thoughts/my palm hides another dime I give to the wrong mind/Im gone like/baby daddys leaving baby mamas flipping krabby pattys in crazy armor/spanking all ya with a pair of pincers crafted from anchor/ya ya/this steel will gonna cause you ill will they gonna need to call chill phil and ask him whats the real deal/still ill...still kill with the nonsense I pop heads til they drop dead/who wants to get caught next they couldnt find you like the loch ness/you broads test Im sending you abroad next to meet a broad stressed with a broad tech/ready to blow like a bobomb head/she winded up ready when time is up with enough dynamite to stump a chump whatty what no need to buddy up with your partners you chubby fuck you all going down like silly putty trusssssst...
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This has no meaning like stone henge
Twist you with a wrench like fuck you sit on the bench Just writing a couple lines while I still have time And just like the moon I'm controlling the tides Suck u in like undertoe Like a cup of Joe in the morning you hot on the stove Heat you up like a microwave And I'm running towards the North Star like a slave You getting blessed like someone in a grave I could write for ages still not fill one page Gonna end this quick like a suspense thriller Ya lines I breeze through like a coffee filter |
look..Ill kick the shit out of your shit bucket
throw a pig on the ground costin 6 hunnid I flick shit nuggets at you in a wad of Kleenex you sound like a pissy baby this is the wee mix it makes me squeamish but I roll with it... I have the appetite to eat a whole midget.. frozen tidbits of yesterdays future... say your prayers & bless the day loser. shit is straight Confucius in a bathrobe misleading students cause dude is an asshole dude being you without the Lebowski touch ol twinkle toes from the Stone county & such Wilma know Im in the front kicking at doors while these dinosaurs is out licking their sores not a punchline when you get buried down in bedrock blew up your competition in a blur like sonic the hedgehog robot speak like bleek block beep beep zzzt kaaat Im just getting my chill on in a pair of dusty reeboks |
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