I got some beats to go with the rymes, never ending cypher

Discussion in 'Cypher' started by Warpaint, May 4, 2010.

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  1. Warpaint

    Warpaint What now?

    Jul 13, 2001
    just don't let the flavor stop.

    Journey Into Soul Ascension

    Two beats to write your shit to in here.
    (to crystal clear waters)

    Life in abundance, i'm hype when im runnin'
    Typing in something to peirce like you got sniped in your stomache
    So bring it, I ain't worrying that
    Given the authority to leave demons scurring back
    I curry the track and you'll surely relapse
    Like an alchaholic with a beer in his lap
    Never did you stand a chance against me
    Sealed your own fate once you tempt me
    Empty your disillusions no violence never am I shooting
    Producing a movement that flows like fluid
    Embarking on a journey of epic proprtions
    Never seeking credits get busy or I sever your bored toungue
    New in the game, realer than most
    I don't brail you, I ain't feeling your quotes
  2. Bar nigga

    Bar nigga 314 STL Ancient of daze..

    Jan 26, 2009
    luck isnt real
    so im wishin u good fate.
    heaven and hell......
    im stuck between 2 gates
    prayin to god....
    not believin them fools faith
    im on the road of life speedin
    hopin for good brakes..
    friends you trust,
    could snake....
    the Matrix, ya aces workin wit agents
    feedin'em good steaks...
    seein the last seal
    wonderin when it would break
    if u notice the times then maybe u could relate
    if not, guess the red pill you didnt take...
    but it seems life is what it aint...
    reality fake and aint no paths straight but
    seein whats real'll raise the stakes
    in the meanwhile im lookin for fast licks
    life aint like movie flicks
    heroes in kick-ass would get they ass kicked
    see what being subjected to less does?
    clever minds reflect on regrets done
    then exhale cigarette smoke from iron lungs
  3. Warpaint

    Warpaint What now?

    Jul 13, 2001
    your flow is sick, like a big l or a kool g rap

    amazing and flagrant
    when in the face of some fake shit
    taking your paper
    like a printer replacement
    do damage to your physical
    shatter an interview
    with words observed
    through animal visuals
    sick with the pen and put it on paper
    flip with a gem and so im sticking you later
    after I land and my pockets are empty
    dropped in the sand send a rocket at many
    posing on you like taye diggs
    flex with your paper and we take your bricks
    but im not into masonry i just want the paper b
    mistakenly OT trips derailed by a federal agency
    any kind of static then we abort quickly
    needed better distro bu,so we hit up a port city
    amply feeding the coastal lines
    generating revenue with quotes and lines

  4. Warpaint

    Warpaint What now?

    Jul 13, 2001
    never could you stop my energy
    stop on the spot and unlock a mystery
    who it be, that flow like water
    but hard like rock to penetrate your daughter
    simply im the author of a fantastic script
    act it out in full motion and dance on lips
    full funtioning embalanced poetry
    cinematic even with credits so you know it's me
    redeem my soul and enhance my potency
    and put it on litmis test to examine how dope it be

    savage and cannibal with it
    so stand back and examin your mandible with it
    kick you in the face and unravel your spirit
    with conceptual introspections
    pause like a deer crossing intersections
    we dont need beef, give me something tougher
    never into incest but still im that mother fucker
  5. Warpaint

    Warpaint What now?

    Jul 13, 2001
    the beef dont stop
    so you need that glock
    the streets so hot
    that it steams your block
    so heed your thought
    turn em into proper action
    bleed your knot
    turn in into material satisfaction
  6. mr.redeyez

    mr.redeyez Active Member

    Mar 11, 2007
    off da dome (im out to murder em)

    Hot nights,
    cold days...it aint nothin like tha old dayz
    im from a different plain
    live fast die young, im in a differnt lane
    so distant from innocent
    no pope,no preist,
    no hope,no peace,
    no rope,no leash,
    yeah, untame beast
    no cage please,
    gotta new lease on life, it's ''fukk u pay me''
    ha, i got my swag back, i fell off a bit
    so bag back,foe da hawks hitcha,jamal crawford sh1t
    alotta people talkin sh1t,
    fukk karate call me tha coffin kid
    what's go's around come's around.
    Yea karma, like collection plate's
    only a matter of time before u next to date, fate
    i'll give it 10 years if i had to estimate
    maybe it's god tryna test ya faith
    thou shall not hate
    im great, like malcolm or luther
    6 shooter on point like a falcon or hooter
    dont need a tutor, imma excellent student
    i was schooled on tha grid iron,
    nothin less than amusein, i was a truant
    started stealin,got arrested an threw in,
    county jail, where i boxed 4 for my food man
    i might be little but got big shoe's to fill
    rude boy wanna romp, now i gotta lot of fool's to kill
    it's ill,
    i play this game for one purpose
    money, my dream almost picture perfect
    i got 1 dream, 2 chicks, 1 slut, 1 virgin
    2 much beef, 2 many bodies , 1 surgeon
    1 life to live, 2 many haterz, 2 many burden's
    2 many skeleton's, stacked in my closet
    like i keep secret's,let me go make a deposit
    close curtains...................
  7. Da New Kid

    Da New Kid New

    Apr 7, 2003
    I see you niqqaz is -blatantly- dumbin' this shit down
    No wonder no new faces come to this shit now
    The place's full of fake emcees, no one real wanna come spit out
    Fuck you...
    hell's raisin' me, I've still got a few bones n skulls to rip out
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