Cypher for Respect

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  1. Scrolls-Oracle of Omen

    Scrolls-Oracle of Omen *DBS*--*A.B.C*

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    Yooo its sir bustalot...ill smash ya head in the concrete till I curve crush a spot...
    And Ur nerves bust alot on this earth dusted lot..
    I spit the best rhymes..ill enough to behead mine while tellin u its bed time...
    I'll write this in 20 seconds flat...my preferred methods gas primed for a nerve weapons blast...
    On my cell phone writin shit...I got that kill to hold python grip...
    Squeezing till the blood from Ur eyes will drip to inside Ur hip...

    Lol
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  2. Sir Bustalot

    Sir Bustalot I am Jesus

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    inside my hip lies a clip of fire and script-
    barbwire and wit hardwired to hit,
    compared to lies im at where the eyes meet intuition,
    in addition i spent my clips. End of mission!
    cataclysm, rapid patterns attack when youre lackin vision
    stackin ism
    massive black galactic static fission
    the war to end all conflicts, only to create more - its just economics
    protect ya products, sex and convicts
    knockin on the wall like im next who got this?
    rhymin's as easy as killin which is as easy as breathin
    thats why i stay illin with villians scheming on leavin
    dreamin
    always above the herd sendin the sleepin heeps to the demons...
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  3. Poetic Concept

    Poetic Concept New Member

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    Heeps of demons....Im cleaving the wings of heathens, sheathin the seeds of reason
    from seeking the falling seasons, treason and lyrical lesions,
    leaving the dark and deceitful bleeding, conceiting and thoughtless believin, any ass breeding surely retrieving a half eaten story, purely in tune with tools of steels, with contrued ideas, from crews who lack appeal, and proper diction and proposition, lack luster decisons, incisions and contradictions, from niggas without a pot to piss in....
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  4. Scrolls-Oracle of Omen

    Scrolls-Oracle of Omen *DBS*--*A.B.C*

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    Word Yall two killing it...

    Who got this? It's me droppin ish like the apocalyptic prophets did...
    Ur sick..but were complete opposites...I'm ill..Ur Jus sick like diseased hostages...
    Ima write till I've lost a grip...on life and my bodies resources...
    Fast enough to release horses, leave Porsches in the dust...and freeze torches...
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  5. Poetic Concept

    Poetic Concept New Member

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    Niggas get scoped on brew city porches, enforcers without coarseness, get broke like porcelion, 155 u out of proportion, 357 split ur head like divorces, the courses we ride fast with more horses than trojans, magnum stick leaves a nigga short strokin' so i suppose this vocal potency, leaves u broken and out cast like lepresy, leopards breed moves faster than speed jeopardy, no parody, apparently ur parents b, swearin and poppin poppy seeds, i stick nine in ur chick all she can say is poppi plz, ur posture b, backwards like pamela and tommy lee...
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  6. Sir Bustalot

    Sir Bustalot I am Jesus

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    spittin an hittin with a verbal anomaly,
    cronic breeze, hail to the cronic leaf, cronic chief
    bubonic beast, nucleonic atomic -
    it dont matter the beat cuz ill get stupid on it
    My sound is one to marvel - call it super sonic
    dirty like sewer phonics, home is the darkness
    i dwell where the most alone are the heartless
    in part with a toast to the bone that gaurds us
    the harvest is where we learnt to share
    the seeding is where we learned that lifes unfair
    we earned despair
    Set fire to the witches and burn their hair
    build the way to heaven with their bones stair by stair....
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  7. Poetic Concept

    Poetic Concept New Member

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    build the way to heaven with their bones stair by stair....


    Climbing the stairs, without a breathe of air
    death-:-dispair pair connected by the metallic bracelet I wear
    The tar thickens under me, for I know the grass knoll underneath is waiting patiently
    bracing for me to fill the vacancy, no mistaken identity,
    im wasted n my father is waiting adjacent to me, so Ill live naked in the garden of eve
    It sounds so serene, garden filled with opiates n poppurri,
    hopefully he decides to send me to eden, cause eves seasoned garden,
    Where dead and diseased harvest the seeds shells tarnished
    resides deep within demon sleep where sheeps r disgarded
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  8. JASON ANTHONY

    JASON ANTHONY White Devil

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    I lay awake all night drunk, I’m nocturnal,
    I get up ta piss and aim my cock for the urinal,
    Piss blood, I’m dyin inside, but I’m high as the tide,
    My life’s a rollercoaster on a crash coarse and I’m tied to the ride,
    You can never get me, get me? no, of course not,
    I’m mental, psyche locked down tighter than fort Knox,
    I have four cocks, all of em large and erect,
    Slightly curved, and as thick in some parts as my neck.
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  9. Scrolls-Oracle of Omen

    Scrolls-Oracle of Omen *DBS*--*A.B.C*

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    Some parts of Ur neck? In the darkness im a starvin t-Rex...
    Harvestin the best lyrics and collectin the largest of checks...
    Ur the target of death..ill rip off parts of Ur flesh and eat threw Ur heart by parts of Ur chest..
    The stars r due west...so just watch n listen..
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  10. JASON ANTHONY

    JASON ANTHONY White Devil

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    Stop starin at my crauch while I’m pissin,
    I’m on a mission, respect me, I’m like a 10, I’m sexy,
    Overgrown testes, smarter than half these textcees,
    I’m viniger, bitter since the days a Beniffer,
    Sinister, My words touch the kids like a minister,
    Fuck talent, I don’t need it, I’m conceited,
    My shit speaks for it self, and beats ya ta hell when ya read it.

    I can tell I’m getting sloppy…
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  11. Sir Bustalot

    Sir Bustalot I am Jesus

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    so sick i leave whole forests needing to be re-seeded,
    better be-lieve it my lessons need to be-heeded!
    I spit so sick my producers need ta re-treat it,
    antibiotic resistance, mental persistance,
    makes me think im incurable on the mic - in this-instance!..
    or the next, im 3/4 freestyle and a quarter text,
    i get freaky and the rest just like normal-sex.
    call me sadomasochistic, saw the fire so i kissed it,
    only time ive been in the money was when i smashed-this-rich-chick!
    I got direction and no map,
    i spit chunks of food when i rap and its becuz im so-phat,
    so far ahead of the game id remain - even if i chose ta go-back!
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  12. Bar nigga

    Bar nigga 314 STL Ancient of daze..

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    chose to go back
    never left, im pro black
    physically fit ..no fat
    cynically spit, cold raps..i mean a
    my demeanor is meaner, known fact
    u hoes can qoute that
    sayin u can beat me is like..
    bluffin wit no stacks, u better fold that..
    get found in a river bounded wit chicken
    wire wrapped round ya figure...
    was wire tapped round december
    cuz of a bitch who ex nigga
    got pinched and was a ex dealer
    and i tha supplier i deliver stories to cyphers
    that emulate the wire
    really who life is liver? liqour got me wit the trifest liver
    couple of demons in'em, cuz i seen'em in me
    roll a blunt and smoke that, same bullshit
    change wont come
    prolly cuz the thangs i done
    or the dames i dug
    or how i was movin ill thru lanes wit jums
    back when i was a youth but still...
    victim of ratchett women and rumormills
    gossip bout, who i drilled
    and how well im hung
    long stroker makin legs get numb
    no bong smoker L roller, yours truly who is trill...
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  13. Poetic Concept

    Poetic Concept New Member

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    I am the anti thesis, seeking the end reason
    Breathings, as easy as wheezing, Im fucked up,
    Lost n stuck in confusion, a fusion of love and lust
    got me rustin from years of tears n;
    I cant find the road in which I grew up
    The yellow bricks r ashen gray, my best days r behind me
    the silver lining is gone, I've grown to except this reality
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  14. Oner

    Oner i'm all in...

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    want me to respect, nigga i'm that nigga to check.
    the nigga to see @ his best, ain't nothing yet.. better
    then what i bring to test, i don't mumble, i speak from da chest
    ready to break any nigga who dares who tempt!!
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  15. mr.redeyez

    mr.redeyez Member

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    bitch holla.

    Last night, i contemplated suicide
    early grave, in tha city where it'z do or die
    poverty got me pissed, don't push me
    i'm on tha edge, scream'n die cuz i'm guilty
    will i fry? Will i fly? My slate filthy
    please shelter me an my lost soul'z
    we walk'n blind, is it tha light from tha cross-road'z
    that got us blinded an so iz tha pastor
    he smoke weed but n church caught in tha rapture
    i hear scream'z , torture, an laughter
    iz life a dream? We desire fortune, an fashion
    no inbetween, we thug with a passion
    sip'n promethazine, i'm caught in this madness
    i can see my life flash'n, or iz it tha x take'n effect
    u can love me or hate me, jus pay me respect
    i spit factz........
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  16. Scrolls-Oracle of Omen

    Scrolls-Oracle of Omen *DBS*--*A.B.C*

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    Spit facts? I'll kick u where Ur ribs at and watch u flip back, get whip lash and watch u land on Ur split back..
    When I touch shit it turns to gold...I'm concerned its cold so I stuck this nerdy hoe under a sturdy bowl of burning coals...
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  17. Oner

    Oner i'm all in...

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    hahaha.................
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  18. Scrolls-Oracle of Omen

    Scrolls-Oracle of Omen *DBS*--*A.B.C*

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  19. L-dopa

    L-dopa New Member

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    Burning coals..

    Im spurnin' souls, earnin tolls when I lurk in the booth
    extract cash for my bridges like a dentist does workin' a tooth
    bezerk to aloof. god Damn it, the gamet gets run
    As the planet gets spun, evoke panic, and the damage gets done.
    mine granite spits,son from my monolithic design
    walk a non-specific line. The minds fine....body's on a mythic decline
    wan' terrific time? i'll fuck ya rigid if ya dial up the digits
    Tell 'em "kneel son"- call me bridget - movin' on you vile structured midgets.
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  20. Sir Bustalot

    Sir Bustalot I am Jesus

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    am i?... naw i IS-it!
    flip words like wizards, buzzards circlin' thirsty -
    forever, even when im high yall missiles couldnt hurt me!
    with meanin like foreign graffiti - im on city walls in turkey,
    free? naw im working i freak the break like im berserk -
    i spit rhymes fer jerks so please kids quit searching!
    no purpose to confide with just violence,
    only time im loud is the moment before the silence,
    rain drops evaporate on my block no high stock -
    nine glock, more paths to oblivion than ya minds-got!
    steady makin new heights, moods like them blue lights
    im too tight, known ta mess the spot like huge food fights....
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