true lyricist cypher

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  1. Sir Bustalot

    Sir Bustalot I am Jesus

    Feb 3, 2002
    speakin of smokem peace pipem
    Im like the sun,
    when i shine all the fruits in the cipher ripen!
    Shootin lines like a stickman sprayin hyphens
    leavin rooms gutted
    my words hit like 50 cals, imagine midgets decked by tyson!
    when i step in its like a NHLer in a room full of peewees
    the term handling stick
    for the wimps still gets tee hee's and means beating your weewees!
    this isnt even mafia golf and ive handicapped the ''weak knees''
    cant see me for the trees
    yall just witnessed a higher breed display some unique steez!
    with all the gold platinum diamond raps titanium
    some peeps in this cipher spit scat -
    trying to hide shit like a cat amongst the geraniums!
    But ill remind you i shine like the glorious sun
    runnin marathons with this shit
    and nomatter the adversity sir busts the victorious one.....
  2. mizzOe.

    mizzOe. valiumaddict

    Jul 7, 2010
    writing bars gives me a high that a drug buzz doesn't
    i do this to kill time;
    so forgot what we was discussin' - its all love cousin
    fuck it, i'll take another stab at batty, this double beef
    i'll leave you with defeat, and a heart that doesn't beat
    then when the cops ask, i'll be like: 'nope, that wasn't me!'

  3. ~TUPAC~2

    ~TUPAC~2 New Member

    Jul 11, 2001
    woke up this mornin and let the weed fly
    let your girl suck my dick for the mean time
    stumblin off wht im drinkn i cant see right
    fuckd your sister and your cousn from the eastside
    i dont give fuck....i came in here to party
    niggas catchin up...shit we been on molly
    we keep that kill on deck youd think we shot sumbody
    and if a nigga drop a bomb u gon think its kamkazi
  4. breathlesss

    breathlesss Registered Sex Offender

    Jul 28, 2011
    Your thoughts are all wrong, see the broken and innocent
    call the shots for the common peace, and no one's convinced of this
    I know its ridiculous, like tryin' to sneak up
    on a butterfly in the breeze while smokin' a cigarette
    Choke on the ignorance of jokes caughts in the throats
    of the simpletons, the middle men who spoke out against the end
    to the means, and the endless dreams we sleep on when its ceased
    Keep ploddin' along these deep spots with wet feet
  5. patrown

    patrown student for life

    Dec 5, 2011
    we use lyrics to ease bruised spirits
    when their used to hearin me clear this
    head of mine, it's never time to vent on some serious shit
    if ya minds up in the gutter playin the dirtiest tricks
    am i worthy to have shit stuck to my kicks
    or on a hi hat i rap on so the bass can exist
    there's face lifts for the rich
    shows on fake tits for your kids
    no nipples cut n stuffed from dimpled butts
    to rise the "self" esteem of simple minded sluts
    if the doors shut on expression and the lesson holds true
    my confessions left in cracking teeth, steel bue
  6. Battyboi

    Battyboi New Member

    Dec 24, 2011
    patrown u ugly cunt, u look like somethin neanderthols would hunt
    u so fuckin ugly n ur a loser just look at u bro
    u look uglier than the worst lookin hoe
    ur a fuckin idiot n u look so ugly like a piece of shit
    so when u hear me flop suck on this piece of dick
    patrown u look like an ugly clown
  7. breathlesss

    breathlesss Registered Sex Offender

    Jul 28, 2011
    You have just a piece of a dick...
    well, at least you keep it legit
    You're so damn weak that its sick
    Only rapper to ever fuckin' sleep with a limp
    Peep it you gimp, actin' like yer penis is big
    Morning would wood make you pee on your hip
    You crooked cock Canadian catheter biter
    if you wanna battle, take that shit back to the attack the man cypher...
    Or, at least do something probably impossible for you... Batty, rap tighter!
  8. Muti

    Muti I just write

    Dec 23, 2002
    Living a dream in New Orleans doesn't make you a Saint..
    Having anger issues doesn't mean you can't have restraint
    Hope your not an astrologer, all that is a joke..
    That means you chasing evil, why you think they call them horoscopes
    Life up in smoke, cigs or weed..either one will engrave you..
    defiling God's vessel, also making you a slave too
    everything is true, found them in scriptures of the Holy Bible..
    while you bowing down @ fox channel, making american idols!
    Jesus is the greatest title, heavyweight I'm not talking UFC
    God gets the glory for taking that walk to Calvary!
  9. patrown

    patrown student for life

    Dec 5, 2011
    Yah way in over my head.. stay sober and get to it
    Gimme a clover a pen, ill be a soldier in cement stupid
    Where's the yet to be heard?
    Sayin "one day.. ill be a nerd!!l
    soap boax throat talk,deep as the shallow end
    gallows roping halos that lead to
    alternate ends
    Where the fuck is it?
    Bunch of damn trucks. Air horn. Get It.
    Burn past unleaded stops at sand pits "like a boss"
    Just to learn that lyricist appears
    as a white man gets hops
    Or Dr. Feel Good's van.. gets stolen by a blind man in a last minute job
    gasped n lonned out "christ can" do bracelets
    The three blind mice and crew.. sacred
    Save it for sacriligious reasons
    I can say i didnt give in
    A cynic in his minds a critic of the times
    If it isn't the mime generation.. controlling basements
    smoldering ancient souls withholding the baked in flavor of "neh owrlens"
    till the floor went out, under shit on subordinates
    gravity kicks in while they laugh an toss the towel in
    Seeds of thought, flyin off with each albatross from the shallow end
  10. breathlesss

    breathlesss Registered Sex Offender

    Jul 28, 2011
    Wings spread, soar from the temperament that brings death
    Mortal men conform to the tenets that their king's set
    They tell civilians that this is what the lord said, when it rings less
    true than it sounds false, more so, stinks of success
    At the brink of the precipice, hesitant to jump blind
    Drink in the essences, relinquish yourself from the bump and grind
  11. breathlesss

    breathlesss Registered Sex Offender

    Jul 28, 2011
    I'm not the type to succeed then try to go and get more
    It ain't cuttin' my losses though, I'm just slicin' my wins short,
    Shit, I don't give a fuck about what's important
    to most, 'cause it isn't, nor is it close
    How much it should mean to me has been nullified by the forms right there
    I can still sleep peacefully without the lullabies before my nightmares
  12. L u c y

    L u c y (Administrator) SWERVE

    Mar 28, 2009
  13. mizzOe.

    mizzOe. valiumaddict

    Jul 7, 2010
    i spark up and take myself to a place where everything is purple
    away from shit that's sickening and hurtful its just a vicious circle
    but ms jane take cares of a brother
    compassion from a plant ain't awkward it's gutter
    like this verse that i utter, when i spit it never stutter
    word to mother- i'm iLL...
    but this may have seemed hopeless and tactless
    though don't get it twisted son, i just wrote this for practice.
  14. THA ITIS

    THA ITIS New Member

    Jul 29, 2012
    To be a lyricist you must be voluminous in your faculty of poetry/
    and do it with cleverness and intelligence and sincerity/
    Your audience must be able to comprehend your artistry/
    But you must also have art like punchlines,as if you were Da Vinci/
    You must be able to devise a perceptual image for you listener to see through words/
    As if you were a script writer, steven spielberg.

    Heres a visual.
    Sittin in my apartment.
    It's 12:30.
    Walkin down to the balcony.
    Look down and what do i see?
    The sight it just baffles me
    Im gettin so rattled i see
    A little homie robbin a highschool freshman with a 9 pointed to his face
    the guns name was older than this little boys age
    he took the boys weed told him if he snitched he'd have no teeth in those braces
    the boys voiced cracked he was scared but he didnt wanna get wasted
    the boy said shakin on the ground ''iight..'''
    and this lil kid went away on a fuckin trike.
    seriously what the fuck
    that was the first time i saw an 8 year old smoke a blunt
  15. mr.redeyez

    mr.redeyez Active Member

    Mar 11, 2007
    U might not call it lyrical, but its real life lyrics...check it

    MAN...everyday tha same ole...same ole
    wake up to my broad...different day same ho
    BUT I ,run this bitch...usain bolt
    we lead 2 separate lives...share tha same boat
    2 peas in a pod...we on tha same note
    sorta like being hung from tha same rope...
    when i met her, she was a freak ho...
    when she cheated i let her,
    i want her forever, because she deep throat...
    not to mention her curves...tha love of my life
    wanted to make her my wife...cause tha pussy superb
    we were toghether for all tha wrong reasons, in other words...
    plus i had other birds...I needed to settle down,
    but every time i turn around...
    she was with another clown bartender another round...
    i was stressin' bad...we both were unfaithful...but,
    she was where my heart was at...i was kinda unstable, sad
    cuz, I had a maybe baby by a fuckin' crazy lady...
    i told her we should chill, and make a fam...
    ofcourse i was off a pill, i took a chance...
    she said she will and walked off, i took a glance...
    2 weeks later she moved in, i shook my head...
    u ever wanted something so bad that you prayed for it?...
    then you had a change of heart and you payed for it?...
    Well,i did
    oh yeah,and tha baby wasnt MY kid...
    now i see this slut, everytime i open my eyelids...
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