Spit Anything Cypha, Do You

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  1. *Iceman*

    *Iceman* New Member

    Jun 19, 2000
    Somethin random while at work

    I'm reppin' those sections where you wouldn't dare to step in
    Without a priest's blessings or weapons for your protection
    It' like church in the streets, they flash heat and take a collection
    If you don't comply they'll strike up the band for a selection
    And it'll sound like percussion the bustin'll bust your ear drum
    Rap about guns all the time but you flinch when you hear one
    But before you could flinch, your left with a wound that won't go away
    And they flee and leave the gun at the scene cause its a throw away
    The bleed streams you holdin' your spleen tryin' to pressure it
    This is your last moment so you zonin' tryin' to treasure it
    Your hands can't stop the bleeding so you stop and just let it rest
    As you die you wonder why no bystanders have called a medic yet
  2. Profit C

    Profit C New Member

    Jun 18, 2006
    let em stretch, I can take a punch
    let em rep, I can take their lunch
    I can take the blood, I can take the pain
    I can take the rain, I can take the blame
    I can take it mayne, no homo, but holla
    got collars on my neck, no problem
    solutions, solve em, then dissolve em
    whoevers needed it's not a problem
    you think you know, but you have no idea
    that these mother fukers see it crystal clear
    this I fear? never, whoever, whenever
    with the disciples stronger than ever
    never broken, how could i not get focused
    they say I'm boasting, but they ain't knowing
    who cloning, let me know, I'll shout you out
    much love unless you empty out
    tell me now, ya'll think ya'll know me
    gorillas vs chimpanzees ya'll think ya'll own me
    but ya'll so phony, come and show me
    all talk no action, take my roley, take my sauconies
    I'll never tell
    take my homies, that's something else
    so now listen or it's over for you
    ya'll'll never get one over the crew...boom!
  3. *Iceman*

    *Iceman* New Member

    Jun 19, 2000
    if i need help i roll with a soldier or two
    You claim a thug but i know my heart colder than you
    Niggaz work for Sears claimin that they holdin a tool
    They sell wrenches all day so what they told em is true
    Alot of talk about guns here but nobody totes
    Everybody claimin' nice here, but nobody posts
    I'm tryin to catch some inspiration but theres nobody close
    I'm just sayin' what I feel, not crushing nobody hopes
    I'm a rhyme thrower, made in to a lime grower, haze
    Is what i smoke and cut your throat like a lawnmower, blade
    I get em off me, alias, Killa kawalski
    Piss you off in the morning like tired spillin' the coffee
    Niggaz that battle me will learn something out of the loss
    Nickel and dime swine niggaz eating out of a troff
  4. Sir Bustalot

    Sir Bustalot I am Jesus

    Feb 3, 2002
    my script's flow is wicked
    so dope my quotes could choke a roach-
    dissapointed as many hoped hope existed,
    im as dope as what the dope's smoke consisted
    i cant resist it so this man stands assisted,
    and not by any form of crutch-
    but as i said im blessed so my lucks been scripted,
    i look in the mirror and i see a demon
    why do i rhyme? its a secret so i keep my reasons-
    but after its all said n' done ill be tried fa treason,
    and as i lie beneath them ill keep on dreamin
    lookin for that new-
    cuz there's a change in "eye' like seasons,
    its just my verse you see
    pressing on in the face of adversity
    purposely merciful but all done hurtfully
    and when im looking at that mirror-
    ill face any demon who wants ta murder me
  5. *Iceman*

    *Iceman* New Member

    Jun 19, 2000
    This earths evil, i don't work legal, i hurt people
    And get higher then church steeples
    And i see you creepin' i peeped you, got a nine, recline the hammer
    Then empty your pockets, the gun drop it, and dip in a timely manner
    But switch the flow up, the road up ahead, is so tough
    Weak stomach niggaz screamin' hold up, they throw up
    Pussy niggaz say the roads too steep to go up
    Brave niggaz don't stop they just simply slow up
    The road leads to me so i advise you not to show up
    You can dress like a gangsta but show me if you know tough
    I have to get you, it's my job i grasp the sickle
    And been kickin' ass since back when you drank from plastic nipples
    Moms cryin' she runnin' through mad bags of tissue
    Your homies tryin' to cope smokin' mad bags of crystal
    I sent niggaz with Kimbers and glad bags to hit you
    My niggaz wild like rebels in Baghdad wit missles
  6. Profit C

    Profit C New Member

    Jun 18, 2006
    flow so dope, they say you reap what you sow
    but not so much when mercy is shown
    remember the code, nicknames and big games
    sick chains, imagined being trapped in your own rib cage
    break a bone and give it to a dog
    for life, I remember but then I thought about that dog twice
    then twice again and I remember my friends
    that people said what they meant but what is all just pretend
    still not stable like horses, now a car is in my eyes
    these bars are my demise? never i could never be like that, why?
    they ask me and it's just who I am
    been through the drinking and thinking realized it's all just sad
    had me depressed and had me a mess
    now realizing that it was me that I stressed
    do it for the homies and do it for the fam
    do it out love cause that's all i knew man
    but then i think of family and having some kids
    realizing now, the past is just things that i did, but i kid
    understand where I'm going with biz
    trying to help another out but if they don't want it shitttttt
    sorry for that, and if I'm wrong then sorry too
    they say I'm soft but all that talk is for sorry fools
    strizzle, I ain't playing, act like I won't pick it up
    even thought of hitting up the one that I'm bigging up
    realized I'm nothing, damn this is a long verse
    if i keep on thinking, i'm the one that I'm gon' hurt...1
  7. CaTchW0n

    CaTchW0n New Member

    Sep 18, 2001
    Idiots aint prepared for the verse, bitches said im a jerk
    cuz my kid stains is left all over their shirt,
    pop that chain for the work,
    catch a fade man to man till my hands hurt
    I got plans to burst snatchin the winnings purse
    guess who touch the canvas first
    Its those who aint ever had this thirst,
    cant stand behind words
    aint ever stand for the corner unless they upperhand a informer
    they wont be happy till they land in a ambulance w/ coroners
    or till they in a hospital bed no control of organs
    reliving infant days shitting in diapers and eating thru formula
  8. R3DRUM

    R3DRUM Capo

    Jul 13, 2005
    Crude and demeanin, look at me and say "You are a demon"..
    Is what some hoe said, who gotta public gene pool fulla semen..
    I mean that cunt holds evry nigga's kids..
    She done been around and back, so think twice whoever wish they did..
  9. Profit C

    Profit C New Member

    Jun 18, 2006
    gotta keep with the flow
    people saying I gotta keep with dough
    the type that the pillsbury doughboy'll never know
    alittle of a written cause I stopped just to hit
    but it tickles my fancy, stop and just lift it
    what do I mean when I say what I say
    what do I mean when I spray what I spray
    no guns unless I have to, but I put em away
    never had them anyway, but if I have to I will not just may
    stopped again, got a lil too crazy
    gotta get focused can't become lazy
    can't become a baby again, crying to mommy
    like a man that be crying to tommy
    that's probably pride b, but I'll just brush it away
    and they say I'm scared but I'll live another day
    stay up for the fam but ready to die
    but I'm thinking i won't, i hope i survive
    so i can see the second coming of christ
    death or life, I've chosen more than twice....life

  10. R3DRUM

    R3DRUM Capo

    Jul 13, 2005
    Extremely close range, is how im ceasin most brains..
    Doesnt matter where i catch one, ill stop ya breathin on stage..
    I dont giva fuck i love it when all the people go stray..
    Now you done like old sayins, shot out n sneezed like CO-caine..
    Then wiped on a couch cushion , shit i don' think u KNOW mayne..
  11. *Iceman*

    *Iceman* New Member

    Jun 19, 2000
    They tryin' hard but don't go nowhere like they run in place
    The nigga they dont wonna face, bring pain like a stomach ache
    Continental fresh out the shop, homie you wanna race?
    You losin' pink slips to your whip, thats right dog, run them plates
    Not like the cops do, i ain't gonna watch you
    I ain't gone note your speed, ima hit you when i clock you
    So get it right, better yet get a mic
    You'd be better off to end it all dog or hit a pipe
    Make bitches leave they niggaz cause they can't hit it right
    I give it to em from 2 pm all the way till its night
    Then it's to the L store for halfs gallons of the captin
    Package from homie and bag it, gettin the dutches crackin'
    Dump the guts on napkin, fill it as much as i can
    twist it and light up, xbox controller in my hand
    Those them perfect days that you always glad that happens
    Get some ass, liquor, and trees and wrap it up high wit madden
  12. YuNg WiZ

    YuNg WiZ aka L.O.G.I.C.

    Aug 25, 2005
    the flow is a hazard so the do not cross taping is up
    the #1 renegade is back niggas wassup
    I gotta glock that I cock when I wanna increase stock
    and plot my takeover with some dirty no good cops
    yea i said it, conversations wit those who files allegations
    decrease segregation by havin police relations
    niggas stop hatin if you could you would too
    but instead ya'll blast steel right at them boys in blue
    im the real truth, some claim it but I prove
    with smooth moves on dudes who earn a buck or two
    i teach em street scripture, how to fill up they pitcher
    mental pictures of hood snitches, and a bitch
    how to ditch her
    it's easy to see, why it's me who looks like the old 23
    wearin red and black hoodies, while takin over games
    I'm back like cooked crack, good crack that the fiends chasin
    and the flow is hot like some bullets str8 outta shell casings
  13. 2Xtreme

    2Xtreme a.k.a. Mad Static 4:14

    Dec 7, 2004
    Beat: Redman- The Saga Continues...

    There's one too many niggas wit cash and no plans
    Consider me one of those also-rans...
    Spitting for the first time out of the freewrite
    Expand horizons, and let the others realize what life's like
    Get on my shit, like whores hop on dicks
    Hold your fire, like a Jive nigga hold clipse
    Loved neglecting snap music, diss hyphy with such flair
    Til I realized that hating's getting me nowhere
    Unlike the next back packer, holding tight to the past
    But too dumb to realize, they're too young to grasp
    Aspects of the old school and the pioneers
    Who set the gears to the future, and that's why here
    Truth be told, that I'm sick of debating this
    But these purists is bitches, and I aint afraid to say it
    If I lose my fan base, so what, I got other roles
    Maybe I'll snap my fingers, and then I can go gold
    The basis of this cypher is to do me, and tru-ly
    I accomplished and now its up to yall to profit...

    COME WIT IT!!!
  14. YuNg WiZ

    YuNg WiZ aka L.O.G.I.C.

    Aug 25, 2005
    so ima come through smokin black wit da mil on my back
    backpack in tact for niggas who don't kno how to act
    my weapons stay safe, for niggas tryna act bad
    they meet the deadly aresenal, the pen and the pad
    back to the lab
    where I was born a bastard child
    wasn't birthed to this game, just had it in my veins
    mannered, from the moment i was born was a thorn
    in the side of those who scorned me and proceeded to mourn
    as i buried they favorite emcees, one by one
    without a gun
    just hot lyrics and a flow that's fun
    hotter than 3 suns, in one solar system, i dissed em
    flipped em, and changed the script on these lil kids son
    im still free writin it's all i kno how to do
    so don't cross my path or the next one might be about u
  15. Da New Kid

    Da New Kid New

    Apr 7, 2003
    Ain't no other pleasure greater than killin' a man
    Bush knew what I mean when he made it a plan
    Big difference, I improvise it, he got a license
    I hide it, He made the country imply it
    Im violent never silent I hear the sirens comin' for me
    He's violent never silent sendin' the sirens for me

    Shit, whats the difference?
  16. YuNg WiZ

    YuNg WiZ aka L.O.G.I.C.

    Aug 25, 2005
    what's the difference?
    I dunno really don't care, that's sincere
    truely I feel there's sumthin in the air
    but I'm bout to hit my daily grind
    and work this gruesome 1-9
    on the corner, wit a burner tryna become a regular earner
    cops sweat me, in plain clothes they comin to get me
    but they see the fire in my eyes and it's deadly
    I'm ready
    for anything they try and they plottin
    nigga sayin stop, chill reg don't pop shit
    but I don't pop, as long as they stop
    tryna get the street sweepers to come and mop
    up my hood
    cause my niggas tryna stay good
    but police brutality causin daily fatalities
    so I'm strugglin.....yea I'm strugglin

  17. CaTchW0n

    CaTchW0n New Member

    Sep 18, 2001
    catchw0n run up on a dudes convanent, for that butter shit
    snatch food outta his cabinet this is lifestyle of savages
    I'm tryin live life extravagant
    rats and pigs try to lock us giving abanishment
    but like christopher reeves I aint standin for it
    tryin to feed seeds w/ foodstamps i'd rather hit a lick
    drive pushin keys for that lavish shit
    why cause the fiends begging for it
    green, snowwhite, lean or E
    I got what ever for who ever it be,
    just make sure these snitch dudes dont tell on me
    Cuz I'll wet they peeps, and catch a felony
    have feds after me, the whole hustlin game is a travesty
    toy soilders dying cuz nobody recharged their batteries
  18. V E R B

    V E R B Guest

    put my dick in ya mouth, an call you a choker.
    enough games ive played so i'll get over.
    << no homo, so gameOVERRR!!

    hahahah dont mind me... im fucking feeling nice!!
  19. 6ftground


    Jun 22, 2003
    Life out of the freewrite..it looks new....what it taste like...bytch

    I get foot loose wish I had loot like Tom Cruise
    I abuse so called rapers spreading the news
    about who’s who and they really don’t have a clue
    Haters jaded even mCjag say they fag in high heel shoes
    I get the blues like dizzy G, I can’t help I’m a G in blue suede shoes
    You know who, it’s six feet dude, pop-lock-in and chin check-in fools
    with the paper chase “n” him and the block is his sckool,
    call it a higher learning I’m given, a dangerous mind is kool
    you just got to elevate it to the level beyond the evolutionary pool
    Be different niccaz and be the leaders of a new school...
  20. StillSpeakin

    StillSpeakin So Many Stopped Talkin

    May 21, 2006

    Wakin up, prayin n hopin you can't see tha sun
    Life is tough but it ain't nuthin compared 2a standin in fronna a gun
    Point bein, you tired of it already but you ain't ready for it 2 be done
    So any gun pointed at ya better be set to stun
    Cuz the feelin makes ya numb, so ya can't feel it no mo
    Got matrix vision, death replayin in slo-mo
    And ya motives know fa sho the difference between stop n go
    The only cops you pullin over fo is the plea of ya own ho
    Set ya own goals n fame is one of em
    Any opposition in my way? We finna drug em
    Adrenaline buildin up til we mean muggin
    You say you a gangsta with a firearm then you buggin
    Cuz the mos vicious get in harms way within arms reach
    No bullet holes in ya shirt, but holes between ya teeth
    Puttin throwed ish on paper, and this is why we livin
    NOT 2a be gangsta, but 2 show ya why we livid...
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