Cypher Instrumental #3 Trackhorn

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  1. CaTchW0n

    CaTchW0n New Member

    Sep 18, 2001
  2. tbone

    tbone Well-Known Member

    Feb 17, 2000

    equip wit explosive punches that I script to spit
    signature lines is how I scheme to flip my shyt
    game deep drop'n bricks float'n to the top of bullshyt
    its double jeopardy the life i'm living anytime I can lose it
    moving quick fuck a bitch if she holding me up
    bills thick its not feed'n sense than fuck being hype up
    cause when I drink its the same like fight club
    you might do what? but get fuck up!
    in the lyrical graphical vision that i'm pitch'n
    listen before ya wreck over transactions in transition
    cause incisions to sour from punctual wounds being plug
    you not that tough you just need'n a hug
    i'm just cocky & brolic ya ought a shut the fuck up
    I put the chrome to ya temple making ya masses shift up
  3. P H A X

    P H A X @Legend805

    Apr 1, 2009
    Ehyo, You Lackin' Skills! I'm In The Ack Still Stackin' Bills!
    Rappin' Ill! Watch Ya Back Get Slashed And Grilled!
    I'll Snap Ya Ribs In Half! Grab The Fifth And Blast!
    P H A X Is Spittin' Raps Like I Have To Kick Ya Ass!
    Til Ya Disc Is Cracked! I'm Makin' A Fan Base!
    Stop Takin' Ya Mans Place, I'm Breakin' Ya Damn Face!
    A Black Smith With These Lyrical Tactics!
    & Thats It! They'll Start Hearin' The Madness!
    ...I Stack Chips In The Six With A Bad Bitch!
    ...My Crack Flips In The Bricks With The Addicts!
    Spittin' Venom On This Beat Called "Track Horn!"
    While You "Fuckin' With Bigger Dicks" Than Black Porn!
    Get Ya Raps Torn! Why You Gotta Ask For? ...
    You're Attached To The Net Like A Back Board!
    I Treat These Weak Emcee's Like Crash Dummies!
    I Stack Money, But You'll Never Get Cash From Me!

  4. tbone

    tbone Well-Known Member

    Feb 17, 2000
    me lack'n skillz wouldn't never gave ya the blueprint
    thats the difference of you play'n off the bench
    i'm off the wall face to face I bet ya flinch
    wanna rap that to spit this get off my dick
    dismantle ya style say'n ya ill but ur not sick
    got a few street lines but nobody buying that shyt
    just how ya bit my concepts think'n ya flip my shyt
    ya make it a good thought I make it a hot bar
    wit out the homo, broke-ness and imaginary crash cars
    plus the shyt ya type is years old
    ya potential constipated got you scare to grow
    the time it took ya to use recycle lines from out ya stash
    It would of been best to use paper to place it in the trash
  5. CaTchW0n

    CaTchW0n New Member

    Sep 18, 2001
    destroy memory banks alt, delete cache
    dude whole team homo eating niggas ass
    And this mack got kick backs like we throwin a bash
    too many raps for a notebook,
    so what I did typed the raps in the imac notebook
    niggas shook they cardiac aint ready
    ride this track out like mario andretti
    mc's ricky bobby no control pick a different hobby
    kill ya whole team over ice like sidney crosby
  6. P H A X

    P H A X @Legend805

    Apr 1, 2009
    Stupid faggot. I didn't direct ANYTHING in my verse towards you...take that shit somewhere else.
  7. tbone

    tbone Well-Known Member

    Feb 17, 2000
    You should just dropped a verse other than talking shyt, it mess up a thread when you start talking in a cypher bitch
  8. P H A X

    P H A X @Legend805

    Apr 1, 2009
    You're gonna tell me how to rap now? Fuck outta here.
  9. tbone

    tbone Well-Known Member

    Feb 17, 2000
    No I'm talking about messing a cypher thread up by talking shyt....

    like nyggaz don't want to come in a thread and start reading cyphers, than start reading nyggaz talking. It mess up the flow of the cypher
  10. The Grimace

    The Grimace Jeff Goldblum

    Jul 10, 2006
    i love to drink when the sun sets, consider it a night curse
    But I cant jus notice a type verse
    i'd rather flow in a cipher
    but when i read all this bullshit, ionno if i like herbs,
    cuz they like t'type shit when they s'posed to just cease flowing
    but shit, i dun giva fuck cuz its grimace and you know ill jus keep going

    *i am rilly deeerunk*
  11. CaTchW0n

    CaTchW0n New Member

    Sep 18, 2001
    what up wit cha GRim!!

    im playin rappers like I played this beat
    go head hop on the track the verse laid it to sleep
    keepin it on lock like a password, chief and commander
    try getting your last words theres no gettin yo ass heard
    im spittin to spas nerds they get ate ordervs
    brush the dirt off shoulder
    haters washed up off shore
    tryin to keep composer, tried keepin it coshere
    dont wanna reach for the holster
    if I release the toaster its going be over
    its the beast defeating my culture freedom of speech will we listen closer
    the flow big so it posts up in the paint yao ming
    nah mean, im drawin pictures ya just tracing ya poser
  12. Serson Person

    Serson Person SP

    Oct 20, 2004
    these boys comin’ hard / I’m over-grippin’ the mic / see the scars / you over-trippin’ like dykes / I’m / syke/ type oh-logical when bombin’ foes / they gotsta go / track steady / flow deadly / yo son, here’s the remedy / I bet after this you gon’ remember me / pleasure me is somethin’ your chick often do / yezzir / when she’s not with you / yezzir / when you found out, you lost it dude / stomp the ground out now let’s drop the gloves / I’m givin’ many things but one is not love / the gloves put back on as the doctor reaches in your skull / man / I’m full of eatin’ rappers / so dull / they actin’ whacker and whacker / I pack words in chapters and look for the life hereafter / when I die where do I go… back to work?
  13. CaTchW0n

    CaTchW0n New Member

    Sep 18, 2001
    wack rappers still alive? guess im last of a dying breed
    knock em the fuck out
    stand over em wit my foot on his chest while he trying to breath
    tryin mc they dying to be
    I got connects like wi-fi in HD
    fuckin wit me like grapplin in the ufc
    no life insurance no signing a release
    meet ya deathwish, dont get outta pocket watch ya step bitch
    all u dudes do is raise skeptics, I blaze sessions
    your played lessons, I havent seen more squares since the game tetris
    no respect or gaining effort
    let me show you how a psycho spit precise wit hits
    killin ya DOGS like Micheal Vick when u die you'll be dead in the morgue
    or found in a reseviors crushed from metaphors
    im on a low carb diet 'I dont break bread no more'
    smash your head on floors to its swelled up sore
    put up points I'll settle the score who ready for war?
    puttin out joints easy like im sparkin with a blow tourch
  14. Bar nigga

    Bar nigga 314 STL Ancient of daze..

    Jan 26, 2009
    2much drama i'mma hafta defuse
    can''t be 2
    lax'd wit ya mood, the place where i grew
    pages turned...neighbors concerned
    street chronicle news..
    drinkin-our-liqour-and shit...
    thinkin-the-sickest-shit is comical muse
    dreams is screwed from images consumed
    got me..
    fetal position'd in rooms, ramblin' manically
    still scramblin' tryna recover my stash'd salary
    depleted from
    habits of cheatin and gamblin' annually..
    life is a dice game ....
    poker face while handlin' tragedy
    check my sniper rife game.....
    no, sweat on the skin im all in
    blood lines is all sick
    function fine wit a sick mind
    demons and leeches in i'm
    i'm in, lord forgive me for unintentional sins, amen
  15. CaTchW0n

    CaTchW0n New Member

    Sep 18, 2001
    I only touch the surface with purpose
    fuck the weak pace in the work place pay aint worth shit about face
    tell u what next after pay
    spend it on work hit strips triple workshift
    quadruple the networth
    give the whip a facelift
    dont talk amounts shit if
    it doesnt make sense it dont make cents
    patient as a virgin straight laced
    keep the haters lerkin
    cop guns like showcase get to the merkin
    rocks hung from the necklace show em ya uppercase
    house in the surburbans
    outrace the vermins
    proceed with cautions feds be on ya hed like turbins
    cop pleads I rather bleed be in coffins
    trigger squeeze sneeze be coughin
    get choked up aint on my hands and knees when I talk about pushin up
    no sleep soon as you snooze get woke up
    its brutal wit the hoodlums nobody bulletproof
    standin ovation ocassion 21 gun salute, over paper chaser pursuit
    catch metal in ya mouth like braces on your tooth
    puttin stacks away for rainy day
    aint nothin new, bitches findin me now ratios cum n 2's
  16. .:Pain:.

    .:Pain:. Futurely J. Keeper

    Dec 4, 2005
    You can let the beat ride, I'm fire, when I speak rhymes,
    Each time, shit is more crack than a street grind,
    That's why I'm, skatin' passed these hatin' cats,
    Breakin' backs, snap a chick's spine when Keeps rides,
    I reach sky's, my arms expand, I'm far from land,
    While ya'll burnin' fake dimes like parsley grams,
    Keeps is wack? Beg ya pardon ma'am,
    But I'm far from lamb, damn, got the heart of champs,
    I'm a beast, watch me get into modes,
    That'll twist faces more than sexual throes,
    I'm better than most, the rhetoric shows,
    Every time I step into flows, the rest of them become ghost,
    I boast, the illest flow, lyrics, and skill,
    Plus I stack more bricks than a pyramid built.

    Close thread...
  17. Bar nigga

    Bar nigga 314 STL Ancient of daze..

    Jan 26, 2009
    thread ended after that habits of cheatin and gamblin annually shit
  18. passivefists

    passivefists New Member

    Oct 13, 2009
    Raps contortionist making beats proportionate"
    Melt and mold, the flow is liquid porcelain"
    Close the door again, we're off in the Delorean"
    Pressin on the gas til the petal breaks the floorboard in"
    Back to the future, chest to the sky"
    Neck to my thigh, most in her mouth, rest in her eye"
    Bet that i'm fly, my feet don't even touch the ground"
    Get on your hands and knees if you think i'm fuckin round"
    Duckin' down, big shot nothin now"
    I'm a dentist in this game, cuttin and pluckin crowns"
    But this just a cypher I should prolly shut it down...
  19. mr.redeyez

    mr.redeyez Active Member

    Mar 11, 2007
    Time waits for no one
    so while im breathin imma blow one
    i kicks sh1t like mauricio showgun
    i often dream about paradice
    as often as every night'
    feelin hopeless walkin threw tha city streets
    yeah im gritty peeps,
    mad because my pockets petite
    an every day repeats it's self
    same ole sh1t,
    i hold it in until my anger release it's self
    an people love to stir up rumors
    i guess they mad im ahead of my time an they late bloomers
    mary jane tha only woman relate to us
    she eliminate tumors that stress create threw us
    i feel hell is my final fate,
    because all my nightmares i see demons photographin my final state
    flames consume me im scared to step into tha light
    will i ever find peace in this dark place
    lets get high an watch each other heart race
    it aint mine mary this is our space
    im from tha gutta it got me goin crazy like scarface............
  20. Thaumaturge

    Thaumaturge New Member

    Jun 11, 2004
    I'm the figure of fire, rip and ignite a mic into bits of a wire,
    Spittin saliva to drive ya spine to twist from the virus.
    Tearin a jot thru ya brains, wearin a costume of flames,
    I maim, scarily hauntin the grave of emcees to carry em off to the lake.
    The grossest rawest focused artist flowin bars of poet content,
    Choke ya carcass with both ya arms til u float unconscious.
    Nostradamus with the verbal from a portal of hellish regions,
    Every word that I tell is demon posessed to drench ya torso in reddish bleedin.
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