Intellectual Cypher

that was a nice verse right there

credit is due and that was deep , that was deep big ups

Perpetuation of klans, spread through the city block
Gritty plots unlocked, topped wit fifty shots
What's the explanation for that, the degredation of facts
Relapsed back to Rodney King's black ass smashed
The police extend their reach, always bully and preach
Not proveyors of safety, mainly just the mouth of the beast
fuck thus, sick of niggaz with no structure
talking out they mouth and they weak
They do this for cash though, i know, so TRUST this
there aint no justice, only thing is just clips..
And what's this? seems like the cops are reviving it
just as guilty as imus is,
racsim isn't dead They just better at hiding it
but I'ma survivalist slash cypherist that's
rivalin' menacin' means,
cuz if you try to quit, lies'll live in your genes
And seem factual, stereotypes passin' through,
music, videos and caricatures they spit back at you.
sayin' you a nigg3r and ho, and sell crack the truths,
Most people on welfare are white, fact. and proof--->http://www.ers.usda.gov/publications/tb1898/tb1898h.pdf
in absence of the bullet proof
sights seen only those accustomed to truth
my black and brown youth
see shell casings instead of a noose...
remonstrate ? whats the use...
why does Sharpton have to rally the troops
without one recruit...?
how the fuck you generals but won't shoot...
title of king is me, in this cypher i'm fine
they say an eye for an eye and we all go blind
well stevie been an idol of mine, fuck it i'm done
let the screen go idle and die...

damn my man got real deep on that right there {Holds fist up}lol good shit

no doubt fam, good looking out

if they see us as dumb as a elite is the middle man smart?
I beg to differ like cops letting they k-9s' bark
i'm a get mine rip'n shyt apart with this lyrical art
cats spit'n old news feel'n its deep try'n jump start
attempt'n to regain they peace put'n flame to heat
its only two things you can be either tv or streets
those that see mislead the blind its how they eat
raise the prices up getting scare cause we retreat
i'm a have not tire of getting beat
so fuck whats on tv shyt recycle to me
how i'm lazy my only regret is not doing enough
schools becoming prisons not exposing enough
so how we pose to learn justice for common good
guess they rather turn us into what they see as hood
thats why we don't give a fuck about shyt
as for they laws for our rights we don't mind that shyt
i'm a get mine, Yea, I'mma, i'm a get mine, Yea
its not the fact we don't plan ahead we just think quick
we know cats wit the silver spoon aint help'n shyt
ask the state why they pay us to move out districts
but when televise they say they cleaning up shyt
rebuilding the community to make room for riches
yet i'm a criminal when my stash shoe boxes
its not the public fault they look'n at the wrong nygga
its what they show on tv to those thats jealous & envy nyggaz
So what most of us depend on founds from the government
I bet they use that stimulus check like a breath mint
I give a fuck i'm living wreckless theres no helping this
just gotta prepare day to day cause karma a bitch
could spit bout gen6 but history a virtue
its always what you don't see that'll hurt you
i'm a get mine, Yea, I'mma, i'm a get mine, Yea

I'm Out Peace

over anaylitical street knowlegde political
deep scholars that skipped college curriculums
pencilin cynical info on instrumentals
that send u the type of message to fight depression
helpin u cope wit the simplest issues
classical compositions penned in a minute
mathmatical prescison presented in sentence form
since i was born, the streets and my palm....un-subtractable division
people in my division
intense is the swarm, brainstrom factual fision...

concrete phrophet my thoughts leak logic
between fact n ficion a thin incision
whatever side you take, your ears still listen
soak up the information given
use it or not in ur livin'
fact or fiction that your decision

i huff n' puff rhymes put lines in the bars to fill it/
im gonna rip up bitches, its point blank period/
regrettin' the shit and life you livin'/
gotta go through hell, just to get to heavin/
spit legit, all the lames better believe this/
servin' this bitches like its a cold dish/
i hope the picture painted clear/
if yah heart filled with faith you can fear/
if not then fuck it, let god deal with it/

i represent for The True and Livin producin wisdom
the juice i'm spittin move thru systems with fluid rhythm
boostin visions for ya third eye by usin prisms
screw religion it's science and proof from truth i'm givin
i represent with elegance, benevolent intelligence
with every element in my melanin down to my skeleton, uh
raps reduced to wack recruits, uncivilized irrelevance...

i spit gems
with smarter refinement, ya can't be retarded to find it
the particles of my rhymes sparkle and shine
bars are harder than diamonds
every line is divine forever be heavenly like the stars in alignment
marvel the science, i come from the force responsible for their designin...
Aztecs, Incans, Egyptians, and Mayans started flyin before new age pilots
heiroglyphics hidden in pyramids
ankh's illuminatin dark for enlightment...
a marble giant
carved with carbon fiber picks with enuff spark to charge an appliance or start an alliance
Freemasons gaurdin knowledge from pirates
Luceferian Aryans sponsored the virus
part of a larger assignment, snatchin hearts outta tyrants
civilizing the unwise, jihadin against the wicked, ready to be martyred in violence
darwin was lyin? don't be afraid to push the margin defiant, they conquer compliant
as long as you quiet, they hold power and remain strong as Goliath...

ya'll not ready though. that was all knowledge

over anaylitical street knowlegde political
deep scholars that skipped college curriculums

that shit was funny

ok....
ive been paitentlet waiten for us to stop all this hatein
and stop judgein another man by the money hes makein
but it seems to me that just a dream to me
cuz ive seen the sceney and it seems to be
all about the green and keys...
fast women and fast cars
materialistic bullshit that makes ya ass feel like a star
But then again thats what makes the world spin
but with no doe to spend i dont know any friends
they come and go with like the wind
in a world of pretend-talkin bout the end
when they dont even know where it begins
so i just stick with my KIN
and fuck the popularity
id rather be around the people who really care for me
cuz to me -family is like a theraphy
or a breath of fresh air with mentalle calirity....

that prolly sucked but it was off the top...

i know this is an intellectul cypher.... but i misspelled thit shit of those words...

its patiently waiting

[Smilez]
Yeah niqqaz, this ya boy Smilez from Smilez & Southstar, and we bout to bless this lil' thang y'all got poppin' up in this bitch real quick, pause........


Yo Southstar preach to these lil niqqaz, reach this boys Lord reach this boys reach em cause u n I know they done lost....

[Southstar] (Smilez)

(SouthStar!)

Y'all check it, we live at universal droppin' this shit
Leave ho's MIA, Orlando get it poppin' n shit (Whoa!)
Just for ya knowledge we got it all worked out (Huh-Uh)
S&S drops in this bitch n yall get pushed down to the dirt now
Ya get facefucked by SMILEZ & SOUTHSTAR pull ya skirt down
Turn ya ass n bend it ova, how it hurt now? (DAMN!)
I got a soft spot for that herb and that soft rock
Southstar like the Magics with Shaq, I won't take a loss, Pop...

[Smilez] (Southstar)
Ima boss to the core, neva soft Im hardcore
SMilez & SOuthstar the brand on the road to riches
I have BITCHES like that river in EGYPT
won't call em won't page em won't return no calls
A time Im pissy n drunk I fuck em but they won't return my DRAWS!!!!!
so whats a niqqa to do, gettin chased by them boys in blue
Baby momma wantin' fondue n all these foes afta my pockets too
(Take a pill chill, my nig') 'star my man
We got hatez but fuck em they ain't goin far my man (True)
We hot property in the O
This go to all my screwed up niqqaz choppin' up my flow...

Yeah!

Love, hate, mistakes
Tell me watcha think is goin' on (whatchu think, huh?)
Debates all day
Tell me watcha think is goin' on (what's goin' on girl?)
Too, late, heartbreak
Tell me watcha think is goin' on (whatchu think, huh?)
What's goin' on, what's goin' on

You Are The Truth!!!
Thats like the hottest verse I ever seen up here
Unsurpassed my friend...

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The Book Of Life:chapter 1:lifes Up's And Down's

Page 1


I Knew This Girl Dat Stayed Tru
Blazed To,she Wuz Like One Ov Da Fellaz
Praised U,didnt Make U Act Like Ya Mama Didnt Raise U
Dat Waz Only Page One,lets Turn To Page 2
She Started Hangin Wit Da Crowd
Gettin Drunk,talkin Loud
Her Daddy Wasnt Around,and Her Mama Wasnt Proud
Stayed Out Late,she Jumped Right In To Sex
Tired Of Dat Played Out Date,wait
Shes Only 13,a Dam Shame
But Who's To Blame,her Mama Was Strung Out
An Her Dad Use Ta Bang,
So Its A Useless Aim,to Try N Point A Finga
Let It Linga,in Ya Mind An Tell Me If Ya Get It
''i Hate That I Had To,but Love That I Did It''
An Its Like The Wickedest Smile,on Her Moms Face
She's Gets High,an Dont Know Why
She Cant Control Her Baby Girl
She'd Rather Continue To Use,an Lose Her To This Crazy World
So The Girl Leaves Home Sad But Yet Still
Lovin That Shes Finally Free
End Of Story Her Life Ends By Page Three
Its Crazy.
''she Didnt Die....her Life Just Went On A Downward Spirrow From There...*shakin Ma Head*

Unseen

Ayo, you talk about bein crazy? how about bein demonic/
preachin ebonics seedin the chronic revealin ya knowledge/
unleashin the beast who reaps supersonic/
material raps have taken the place of hip hop logic/
isnt it ironic? comin from the land of bionics/
thats instead of the phonics we hooked on the chronic/
Children in our youth are mislead through the news/
cuz what you hear on tv is just a fabrication of the truth/
sometimes i sit wit jin and juice and thinks whats the use/
a cold blooded emcee who hangs wit his nuts loose/
dont get the same repsect as rappers the kids look up to/
these cats aint really thuggin, dont let them get in ya head right now/
cuz if most of them stepped foot in the hood, they'd be dead by now/
i should be gettin bread by now, but instead right now/
i write for free on the underground, poisoning the lead right now/
the world is cryin and hip hop is slowly dyin/
so right im packin the verses, aimin for the heavens and firin/
hopin my message will be answered, so i can rize up wit the team/
but till that day comes, all the talent remains unseen/

eh somethin light...new to this site so whats good