The Kik Cypher Selections

DMS · 12-02-2018, 09:50 PM

Bongo’s chat

In my car when it’s cool cus the harder I pull is larger they pool/They trade with desete like they barter a stool/You think your not just a part of a spool?/The mark of the fool is the target I use/And rn its sharply at you/So the chances I miss are an answer to this, “how much fault is in you?”/Flawless, I can charge if a choose/If I miss you’ll land in the knot of the noose/Sparrin’ with you? Botch I go hard the spartans and Jews/Your softer than mousse/I’m more a loft than top of roof/

I’m still stompin em through/With a bomb n it booms/So wooden your father is Groot/Rockets? Not when my launcher is cocked and it shoot/Boi, my alter is full/You noggin is null, and nil, I’m still hoggin the juice/ I pull out the hammer so this man can take the nails/Now this is what I call an anime betrayal/

I maim the kill, rip your veins until/ your shrill and spill for feignin’ skill/My brain’s a pill you can take at will/But it’s addictin’ I’m predictin’ you’ll be sick n degrade to nil/So cold I that gave a chill to endangered krill/but still I waste your lazy ass and blaze your grill/Make an amazing meal off you/I will off for a wagered Bill/It’s an major deal the way I make you feel/

Raum Cypher

You ain’t dope, call my writing method done (methadone)/
I’ll ease pain with brief placements in meth head domes/
It ain’t ‘right’ you have a ‘chip’ on your shoulder, so you can be ‘left’ to ‘pone’/
Rhymes make your essence stand up, makes you dread your soul/
Cuz you see my god (gaud) power, like a weapons show/
The rhythm blessed your home like a metrist Pope/
Fast with the patterns, off my head I go like a metro dome/
Treat your ‘honeys’ like a chief with a megaphone/
Because I improved the sweetest as soon as it left the cone/
These ain’t all punchlines, but they’ll all end a joke/

Battle w/ Urban (w/ flips 10 min writing time)

I hold flows betta than the bed of a river, you best be ill with speech
Battling me harder than erections getting Bill impeached.
I destroyer suckers like this boy puckered until we reach
The end of the earth, so I’d bet that with your, skill I’ll kill this leach.
I’m sorry if my efforts down, guess that it’s
Hard to not sound negative, I’m mocking a man less than nil to me
Unprepared back packers? This faggot is over
Cus the only thing I’ll carry is 2 straps on my shoulders
Start that beef, it’s what our chat needs, let’s test if you’re up to snuff.
But last I checked this fag guy wreck’s more pussy than lesbian cats who just fucked a bunch.
It’s a leap of faith for this need-full waste, can you trust the jump?
Cus in this light your future’s bright as sniper shooters with the numbest thumbs.
Don’t believe that your hard, you ass still tho
Even if you hit you’ll be left with scars, like swinging at glass windows.

12-02-2018, 09:50 PM	#1
DMS DMS—Diddled My Stick Join Date: May 2018 Posts: 1,104 Rep Power: 0	The Kik Cypher Selections Bongo’s chat In my car when it’s cool cus the harder I pull is larger they pool/They trade with desete like they barter a stool/You think your not just a part of a spool?/The mark of the fool is the target I use/And rn its sharply at you/So the chances I miss are an answer to this, “how much fault is in you?”/Flawless, I can charge if a choose/If I miss you’ll land in the knot of the noose/Sparrin’ with you? Botch I go hard the spartans and Jews/Your softer than mousse/I’m more a loft than top of roof/ I’m still stompin em through/With a bomb n it booms/So wooden your father is Groot/Rockets? Not when my launcher is cocked and it shoot/Boi, my alter is full/You noggin is null, and nil, I’m still hoggin the juice/ I pull out the hammer so this man can take the nails/Now this is what I call an anime betrayal/ I maim the kill, rip your veins until/ your shrill and spill for feignin’ skill/My brain’s a pill you can take at will/But it’s addictin’ I’m predictin’ you’ll be sick n degrade to nil/So cold I that gave a chill to endangered krill/but still I waste your lazy ass and blaze your grill/Make an amazing meal off you/I will off for a wagered Bill/It’s an major deal the way I make you feel/ Raum Cypher You ain’t dope, call my writing method done (methadone)/ I’ll ease pain with brief placements in meth head domes/ It ain’t ‘right’ you have a ‘chip’ on your shoulder, so you can be ‘left’ to ‘pone’/ Rhymes make your essence stand up, makes you dread your soul/ Cuz you see my god (gaud) power, like a weapons show/ The rhythm blessed your home like a metrist Pope/ Fast with the patterns, off my head I go like a metro dome/ Treat your ‘honeys’ like a chief with a megaphone/ Because I improved the sweetest as soon as it left the cone/ These ain’t all punchlines, but they’ll all end a joke/ Battle w/ Urban (w/ flips 10 min writing time) I hold flows betta than the bed of a river, you best be ill with speech Battling me harder than erections getting Bill impeached. I destroyer suckers like this boy puckered until we reach The end of the earth, so I’d bet that with your, skill I’ll kill this leach. I’m sorry if my efforts down, guess that it’s Hard to not sound negative, I’m mocking a man less than nil to me Unprepared back packers? This faggot is over Cus the only thing I’ll carry is 2 straps on my shoulders Start that beef, it’s what our chat needs, let’s test if you’re up to snuff. But last I checked this fag guy wreck’s more pussy than lesbian cats who just fucked a bunch. It’s a leap of faith for this need-full waste, can you trust the jump? Cus in this light your future’s bright as sniper shooters with the numbest thumbs. Don’t believe that your hard, you ass still tho Even if you hit you’ll be left with scars, like swinging at glass windows. Last edited by DMS; 02-28-2019 at 03:09 PM.