If u bored cypher!

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  1. Bonnie Bathory

    Bonnie Bathory New Member

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    should of copped the range

    stood up caught a case and I got put up in the tanks...
    I shoulda shot up banks if I knew Id end up locked up waste...
    Shoulda topped the ranks but I put up only haste...
    They dont put up with my jaded sense of hood up on this page...
    I lace my boots up, drop a skinhead i seen roots cuz...
    I feel ya on that shit, I'll peel a wig back to no roots cuz...
    You love this thug chick, this no fuckin luck chick...
    cuz I'm so fuckin rugged I'll snub my own crew & be like fuck it...
    Make a drunken snuf of it and make a buck on lovin all their sufferin...
    Its stuck on ugly when im bustin, cuttin kids up when I'm guzzling...
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  2. N. Cognito

    N. Cognito As Himself

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    Its stuck on ugly when im bustin, cuttin kids up when I'm guzzling...

    fuckin shit up like a hundred winds / call me mr. tornado /
    society looks at me like im bullshit from out tha horse stable /
    expect me to follow norms, my 40 oz bottles' pourn out /
    this dawg's paws are worn, stomach fed up from swallowed thorns/
    pot chiefin n pill consumption helped me chill cuz something /
    as small as a flea could make me flip out and kill someone if
    i decide ta go postal, i wont need no envelopes no/
    just a clip ta blow or little gripable knife ta slit a throat yo /
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  3. CaTchW0n

    CaTchW0n New Member

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    Ya strip could get lit up like tokoyo nahmean in a motion slo
    Ya big man cant even post on the block
    he'll be somewhere by the 3 point or freethrow
    if he knows good ock
    Where Im from everyone hood, knows the clock
    crunchtime aint no punchline better know the spots
    I dont fold flops, I go over tops
    fuck a fitted hat, I spit at that and leave mo than knots
    think you close to cops, yeah...think its safe
    till the door get knocked down and we heat the place
    U wont sleep for days the beef get sprayed
    aint with pesticides its one or the other death or die
    get slept in your ride bust the window on the passenger side
    make a valiant try escape the explode like airbags
    we'll princess di your bitchass like her rare crash
    dare em to square up fast, get bodied bare in bags
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  4. N. Cognito

    N. Cognito As Himself

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    we'll princess di your bitchass like her rare crash
    dare em to square up fast, get bodied bare in bags

    its time we barry ya ass/ lying there wit tags
    hangin off tha toe, all ya folks is prepared ta drag /
    a blunt in your memory, / drunk wit cold hennessy /
    his style was a burnin fire therefore i stomped his flow lyrically /
    these fools feelin froggy, when they jump, they're so fidgety /
    they'll jump out they skin like a snake / just dump tha corpse in tha sea /
    you fuck wit da grim reaper / you suckas are mince meat a
    cut to ya chin feature, now i shovel tha ditch deeper /
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  5. Bonnie Bathory

    Bonnie Bathory New Member

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    Like Porgy, one of these mornings I'm not gonna rise up...
    and its probably better for some'a the lives that Ive touched...
    I've never seemed to mean much to most people I've known...
    Cuz I'm mean, tough, and in trouble, if Im not drunk then Im stoned...
    if I'm not grumpy I'm sleepin, cuz my world is a wreck...
    Seen every way to hell Ive seen every shade of disrespect...
    My people made from teks made by bricks made to make connects...
    Made by licks made by tricks made from breakin legs for X...
    Ive seen many graves, spent many days on a bottle to swallow pain...
    many times pumpin throttle when the vabrato of hollows rang...
    Ima solomn girl followin easy roads to harder ways...
    Mad at chicks from my grade who got farther and have Harvard paid...
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  6. M-O-A Thug

    M-O-A Thug New Member

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    "Harvard Paid", I scar cat's for thinkin' I'm not man made/
    Invade, cave's, and slay extraterrestrials, litterallay//
    I'm mean litterllary, imagine me over a beat from "Timothy"/
    Sound doper than an Ounce of Chronic back in '92 or '93//
    I rhyme indeed, I shall proceed, with my black thought's/
    Got it padlocked, you could'nt uncover it with Matlock//
    Or with Mad Glocks, cuz what I've concot'd/
    Got you dumb hot, like I piss you off over something that hit ya 'nerve' spot//
    You got the nerve, ock. And acting nervous/
    this here is service, cuz what you spitting worthloss//
    I'm mean worthless, there's no way you could merk this/
    Take you to the 'fire-hydrant', and show you where the curb-is//
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  7. M-O-A Thug

    M-O-A Thug New Member

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    ya worthless, observe this, get burped quick/
    Come at you with some blunted type herb ish//
    that you cannot mess with, fess it, before you get interjected/
    My melecular compound is hard to be intercepted//
    Up at the Taj Majal, trying to ball it all/
    Sippin' on some alcohol, that tastes like the Rocky Mountain's water fall//
    Observe it all, the marble on the floor, paintings galore/
    Droppin' my jaw to the floor, I can't believe what I'm seeing, I've never saw this before//
    This is the 1st I've quested, injested, and manifested, destiny/
    Don't think less of me, I stay blessening, rhyme's make you scream//
    Not like the movie scream more like a laser beam/
    aimed at you and your team, man I'm going out for the c.r.e.a.m//
    survival, by any means, get creative and design a shirt of my favorite team/
    A true 49er, off the top grinder, verbal sidewinder, catch me at the diner//
    At night, listening to Scotland bagpipes,/
    that sound better than what I heard at the club last night//
    Is that right? Yes it is, my only intent is pick up the mic an out fresh these kids/
    You be like this kid's swift, the vocab and the gab lift//
    Me up is like jumpin' over a tree-hump,/
    Indeed funk, I'm not no Ashton Kusher Punk, for you to set me up with comic's performin' a stunt//
    I don't even smoke but I'd rather just roll a blunt/
    Gotta build up my calves, for the slam dunk//
    I smash chumps like pinata's, inside they Mazda Miata's/
    Like a birthday party, then after that say, "Awe, damn that was gnarley"//
    "what a hell of a party"/
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  8. N. Cognito

    N. Cognito As Himself

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    "what a hell of a party" i still smelled like bicardi tha next day /
    only meant to take one shot..somehow i got twelve in my body /
    stumblin crashin into broads, runnin into da bathroom walls /
    blowin chunks n hackin fluids, more than drunk, im actin stupid dawg /
    all tha women who're hideous lookin are now sizzling cookin /
    im tryin ta get me a good'un show her my Jimmy McWooden [??]/
    cant speak a sentence, im reakin viscous but ima sieze a mistress /
    sneaking glimpses at ass like i got x ray and see beneath tha britches /
    but now im too hammered feelin like im standin on a ship rockin /
    back n forth wonderin when tha fucks this bitch gon hit the dock n /
    then i black out, passed out, wake up feelin a breeze, im cool dawg /
    look down...how tha fuck m i missin my pants but still got my shoes on /
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  9. CaTchW0n

    CaTchW0n New Member

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    thought I had smoove moves Im a rude dude
    on the dance floor with somebody's chick getting my groove on
    till somebody hit me with a bottle of cris
    Now his chick gotta gargle my piss
    used to hangout at smith's n barney
    got turned out drinking alcohol at keg parties
    I never studied hardly, got by partially
    started to mc, became my hobby and beats
    Didnt type exam papers, I copped the best trees
    and rolled it up in some damn paper
    my roommate used to scam neighbors
    he paid for his decisions its all part of ya russell simmons
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  10. YoMamazMan

    YoMamazMan Over 1.000 served...

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    So, Shall I spit it at random.
    I'm a lyrical phantom.
    Who's more dope than a key and I'nt mean on pianos.
    Who's seen more graphic violence than a scene on Sopranos.
    In the streets,these industry niggaz look mean in stillettos.
    What I mean.The cowards gay.
    They ain't representin the ghettos.
    To get doe the sold they souls.
    They on a string like Gipetto....No! Pinnochio.
    Their nose grows when they speak like a rebel.
    I think like a rebel so I keep me shovel.
    Dirty as a bum on the street whose teeth seem to be yellow.
    I'm done so if u dig u dug it.
    But F*#k it,cuz even Seinfield made a show about nothin -I'm out-1
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