The LBL Cypher
 

You whine about the league so I'll do something for cowards
And help out the site... of your grave with a couple of flowers
I'll never resign, what? your texts are better than mine?
Obvious that Kempo's skull has no presence of mind
Believe in destiny, tell this bitch that he's in jeapordy
Cause I'll push your heart out so far it's a sleeve accessory
Cut his life, equipped to battle 'cause I love to fight
I come with slashing swords while he's swinging butter knives
Quit bitching, just stop... your homo ass is licking my cock
I dunno if he's halfstepping or he just skips when he walks

hes calls himself comedian/cuz this kid is a joke
you go to a gun fights wit swords/ and you gonna get smoked
im leathal when i spit homie/like i got a D.E silenced wit extra clips on me/
& you dont really want to fuck wit the kid named crime/
cuz all it takes is one shot for me to do life wit shine/
i stay on grind bustin 16s like a .9/
cuz its either live or die when you living in crime/
it goes one shot your stumblin/ 2 shots ya fallin/
3 shots ya mumblin/ 4 shots ya crawln/
5 shots ya crumblin under the slugs pressure/
6 shots ya bodys heatin up like you the heats center/
7 shots thats the lucky number man you dead/
sorry i took seven seconds to put one in ya head/
thats just how i do ill make you feel the pain/
and thats what you get for trying to takeover the game/
but lil did you know ya games over like flip/
so stop posting here comedian ya rhymes are shit/

If says your from FramingHood...wtf is that, really you need help
I said waren't laughing at u, we're laughing with u...
...And everyone told me to speak for myself
Rotflmfao, im illy at punchlines, MERK <------ i do that all the time
I mean why are you named Crime, when we all know C can't rime

first off muthafucka/ im from framingham bitch/
kendal st projects where i bust guns and load clips/
im so sick when i spit/and my rhymes r greazy/
so keep talking that shit/ and ill let you see easy/
pac, big, aliyah and jam master jay/
let ya soul grow wings and just fly away/
cuz you in church every sunday /
while im loadn up my a-k/
and when i pop guns homie you do nothing but duckit
you pop more balls out ya mouth then mr bucket/
Its C.R to the I.M.E/ i got no remorse when im spittin on the M.I.C/
please believe you cant fuck wit me lyrically/
so concede defeat/ and im talking seriusly/
hang up ya mic man/and become a hype man/
cuz lyrically you loose and aint even got a tight jam/
you bring a knife to a gun fight hoping it might jam/
so go ahead take that chance/but find ya self getting ran fa ya shit
when i got that 40 cal getting loose in a stance you turn bitch/
you aint no thug or gangsta homie you aint shit /
and i aint no thug or gangsta but but i aint no bitch/
but youll get clipped in yo brick for fucking wit this

Okay your from framingham w/e, im gunna still drop a bomb
But ok ill be Framingham....I just gotta find a pic of ur mom

now why you gone' go and talk about my mom in ya rhyme/
ask ya mom who ya dad be & i bet ya she say crime/
cmon stop the bullshit admit defeat/
if you do i wont tell everyone how you got H.I.V/
fucking wit them broads without wrapping ya dick/
so ill bet every morning it fucking burns when ya piss/
im sick so tell me somethin i dont know/
im know nationally and well you just a ghost/
that is why they call you whyte fam/
or was it cuz ya face is covered in whyte/
and i aint talkn bout coke man/
an i know you aint no snowman you aint pump no shit/
the only thing you pump is highheels/when you walk in the bricks/

look faggot.
i'm known to shame who i'm supposed to face
pop your collar and cut you with ya shoulder blades
fuck outta here, before i show you what crime is kid
and jump you to no end... like skydiving in a bottomless pit
gay wheels tray steels played keels fake deals
i'm just writing that gibberish to level the playing fielt
rope this whore and leave him smoked for sure
pulling the strings, and ended up snapping his vocal cords
Comedian AKA God will have you leaving ruined
Aethiest to loses... cause I don't believe in losing

/\/\
Who the fuck?
Ace is back bossin shit... Im here calling the shots
Fans is Saying "Med? Ick" Without calling the doc's
I'mma creamte dude and leave him on a shelf
Ya last bars a contradicition...
Cause if God's an Atheist he ain't believe in himself
Fuck these cats in the cypher Ya'll never woulda guessed
You could call me sex in a one night stand... better than the rest
I'm the devil in the flesh... Bring the best when i rhyme
I seen amputees throw more fuckin punches than CRIME
I sniff a lotta nose candy... But we ain't talkin about mines
To much cut in ya coke.. Ain't nobody feeling those Wyte Lines

pulling this kids cards and bombing this fag
i always keep aces in the palm of my hand
quit bitching emo kid, i'm slamming pretenders
Ace has more cuts on his wrist than angry pretenders
i'm in first place while you'll be where my knife leaves
you won't be seeing 'second' cause my punches are light speed

More then a TEXT BATTLER, im Rapverse's BEST CHALLENGER. I'll let the TECH SPLATTER YA and knock the BREATH OUTTA YA/
Dis STRAIT GUNNER got ya "DAYS NUMBERED" like CHECKED CALENDERS!!/
Your CLAN'S FULLA BUMS. Imma CHAMP WITTA GUN. I "spit hot" like I gotta LAMP ON MY TOUNGE!!!! /
When the RATCHET SMOKE Dis nigga bound to "HAVE A STROKE" like SANFORD AND SON!!!!/
"Lil Boy" stop ACTIN MANISH 'fore you see the GHATS AND VANISH. Ya flow *ne*ed to *gro*w like you sayin BLACK IN SPANISH!!/
I'll Leave you SLAIN IN A HEARSE when I *Expose* you and put your BRIAN IN *REVERSE* like you *JACKSON JANET*!!!/(omg get it)
You can stand "Strait" till I leave you CLAPPED AND "SLANTED"!!/
You fake mutha fuckas be takin RAP FOR GRANTED/
I do this on the spot, ion HAVE TO PLAN IT/
The NINE MILL A SPARK. My bars filled wit "FIRE" AND "HEART". Call me CAPTIN PLANET!!!!!/
"Do what you TOLD" LIKE SIMON. You'll get Bitch Slapped if you HOES DEFIANT. I'll leave ya eye SWOLLEN, TRY IT!!/
This PRO AT RHYMIN will LOAD THE NINE AND shoot better than KOBE BRYANT when they deep in the FORTH AND TYIN!!!/
I neva seen a SOLDIER CRYIN. U only tuff when you HOME IN PRIVATE/
You STUPID AS SHIT only time you "SHOOT-IN THE FIFTH" is in a ball game thats OVERTIMIN!!/
Imma FOLD DIS MINOR/
Send em BACK TO THE LORD when he "FLAT ON A BOARD" like im pressin my CLOTHES WIT IRONS!!!/
My FLOW IS HARD!! you cant CONTROLL THE BARS. Me and my SOLDIERS BRAWL!!!/
Im HOLDIN THE LEAD. Think you tuff, GO ON AHEAD and get "three HOLES" IN YA HEAD like a BOWLIN BALL!!!/

Oh yea, he's back!!!! Tell me who da hell can spit better den dat????

look.
BELIEVE-THAT-SHIT-IS-WACK so i'll SNIPE-YA
this GEEKS-PREWRITTEN-RAPS for a CYPHA
those multies & punches suck - coming forced child
funny how my worst hits are in your style
you're back, with four posts and rhyming slow
i'll end that when i snap your spinal cord
you ain't real talk. it's the end, you can tell
i won't just lower your spirit, but send it to hell
think of something dope & fresh or get sniped for fun
but all you doing is Drawing Blanks,.. kinda like ya gun
no one's dissed you yet, but i'm betting your death
kid's in mint condition, and i'm just freshened my breath

Comedians suck, all they do is tell jokes
ha ha, very funny your whole life is a joke
That was just filler, somethin that rhymes
althou it is still doing alot more than Crime
& Wyte's a faggot, I told you that last week
aint shit changed he's still a faggot this week
These three idiots go back & forth ..
until Ace stepped in & became the forth
REAL TALK's a reject, his verse I would pass
until I seen him CAPPIN HIS LETTERS..
and wished his letters would cap his ass
This took 30 seconds, all 5 of you Im scorchin
but dont feel bad.. none of you are anybody important

i speak for everyone when i say shut the fuck up bitch
but its a free world so we cant stop alz write....to drop weak shit
thats jus motiviation for yourselff to stop flappin ya gums
or your body parts'll be found in more random boxes than bums
your nuthin...an your best hits couldnt lay me flat
only time A's on top of me..is when im rocking a braves hat

aight look

im shining like a prism.. i glisten...
and when i spit i speak in rhytem..so listen...
alzwords are just that .. he dont dont speak no truth...
and when he do i spit 4 like its 2 x 2..
he roll solo and that dont mean it make em the hardest..
cuz rollin dolo just means you an easier target...
i dont spit hot no more im flown below zero..
yeah my name crime but the hood call me young nero...
if you dont know exactly who that be...
then go read ya muthafuckin dictionary..
he was a young emperor of rome..
and yah thats me.. not of rome bitch
but of the massachusetts...
im so sick...i aint nuthin to fuck wit..
so check ya history ive hit more bodys then dumped clips..

This fag drops like 30 verses, and never wins here
Because this is one Crime...
...That even the cops wont come near

that was weak.. kinda like ya teeth after a curb stomp..
ima call you pacman cuz all you do is swallow and chomp..
and who cares if i dont win... textin on r.v..
cuz i battle in the streets & win easily..
and yah ya right...even cops wont touch me...
cuz im a known criminal or maybe im lucky...
nah neva mind that im just to damn smart.
not like you who gets cought and squaks like a retart.
you shouldnt say things you know nuthing about..
ya momma shoulda tought you that ..
but you was to busy fucking her mouth...OUCH!!
i coulda said i was but i dont fuck hairy bitches..
she took her shirt off and it looked like a gorilla wit stiches.
i gave you an altimatum now you aint got a choice..
y u fucking wit whyte...shoot dope in ya lungs to put some base in ya voice
aight

Wow, from the rest of that shit, u like guns, that shits lame
Cuz with the punches you pac, man...
...U'll see more dots then every level in the game

I'm seeing fags on Deck...Smash 'em, I'm Antwone Fisher...
They wouldn't Stand a Rat's Ass if your were Master Splinter...

So I'm sittin here scribblin, don't wanna get the mic out
FUCK... I messed up my line its time to get the Wyte Out
I'll choke ya life... there ain't no fuckin hope to fight
Crime posts shit that'd get boo'd in the text open mic
You wanna champ the leauge, damn dawg you got me laughing
Cause with them verses you aimin Higher than Yao Mings assasin
SL got shook when heard Ace was nice, I'm the best with violence
Call me Island...Cause you say my name and S is Silent
It ain't a thing off the top... watch me handle this lame
Crack ya egg head with a skillet, really scramble ya brains

your text stink horribly..reeking the high hells son
when redman got dirty...you were the idea they made the song from
i'll cut you up to strips then get rid of you b
tossed in the trash faster than unwanted halloween candy
so im jus postin weak to get my point across dude
when i can drop my wackest shit an still be called better than you

Comedian sonning him fast cause this dummy is wack
you got two first names but are still coming in last
i'm a master with switch blades, cracking his skin base
knock ya head through ya collar and leave it trapped in his ya cage
i'll put the bat to ya and you'll leave with a shattered skull
so you better 'run for cover'... like a track team catalogue
"I can drop my wackest shit" pathetic excuse & rhymes are just dull
I'll uppercut your jaw... till your brain hits the inside of ya skull

wtf i swear that's bitten




4 proof click here.. << i can't get the link to work but if you want proof just check spits reply in the roast of spitacular over on BW.



now this is mad strange.. these quotes might be backwards
i've heard of rappers biting jokes.. but jokes biting rappers!?
wtf.. that ain't a likely move.. but it's my hobby to fight wit dudes
you made $pits line so cliche.. next time he'll probably bite you
fuckin fag. i'm driven with keys, it makes no difference to me
how can you be thirst? i thought sharks lived in the sea
i'll drop a cliche too, and make this fake want to borrow
they say you see something new everyday..
..i guess i'll have to wait till tomorrow

fucka.

wack accusations so i'm commiting a murderrr
how am i gonna bite a dude that i never heard of
"of course you'd say that" but i'm stopping this gay
yeah, great proof "This Page Cannot Be Displayed"
this kid's retarded, it's true, my lines? he loves 'em
i spit cliches? and you thought my line was hard to come up with

fuck outta here.

Comedian? You have no good jokes, ur times passed
But if your Stand Up...
...Then ill just knock you on your ass
You put shame to Comedians, so ill just turn the page
But we all want you too Stand Up...
...And walk your punk ass of the stage

filler set-up for a played punch, a forced rhyme; you shook though
maybe if i break up this line...
...head'll be thinking that it looks dope
and look at what the recycling, it's rediculous
cause that Stand Up concept was played to begin with

Sorry for the playedness, but those were old times
I just thought ur used to played shit...
...Since your consistanly dropping old rhymes

You aint FRESHEN YA BREATH. I spit PERFECTIONOUS TEXT cause im SPECIAL AND BLEESED/
I'll put a TECH TO YA FLESH. I got a LOTTA HEAT dat'll make ya "BODY WEAK" like the last SECONDS OF SEX/
My SMOOTH TECH POP VICTOMS and give em BRUISED FLESH. SHOTS CRISP EM/ Lookin at comedian, dis DUDE NECK GOT SYMPTOMS. I'll make ya head "360" like NEW X-BOX SYSTEMS!!!!!!/
My VOCALS IS RIGHTEOUS. Ya broads a bumb and she "saw me cummin" like the HOE WAS A PSYCHIC!/
Im REVOKIN YA LICENSE. u WAK WIT YA FLOW, Bitch ya RAPS WOULDNT BLOW Wit XPLOSIVE DEVICES/
Dis FAGGIT NIGGA TALKIN SHIT Like RATCHETS COULDNT SPARK HIS LIPS/
Im SAVAGE WIT THE HAWKS AND CLIPS. I'll CLAP EM IN THE DARK AND DIP/
You WACK AND YOU RETARDED BITCH. I bet dis FAG ADMIT MY BARS IS SICK/
Im ALL SLAUGHTER. You'll FALL HARDER den ALADDIN WHEN HIS CARPET SICK!!/

Ion even care, Kempo gon pick somebody else but yall know what the deal is.......

I punshing ungreatful faggots like you, then snap your neck
It most suck, having to post in the Cypher...
...Just to TRY to get a win put on your rec

Wyte.. you can try all you want, but ya never gon make it, son
and you'll never get a vic with those lines...
so you might as well pay for one!
I'll go and confess, you'll never be flowing the best
you only be droppin one bar...
cause you know it's a waste of time postin the rest!
Confess tonight, you'll never be droppin text that's tight.
you 'shootin in the wrong direction'....
like sprayin guns and don't know ya left from right!
Ya not fresh or nice, why do you try to mess with mics?
it 'don't make sense of you fuckin with it' like 'sex with dikes'
And you're a nice guy, but cause of ya text, we hate you
but you do RV a favor when you don't post a whole verse...
THANK YOU!!!!

You's a candy nigga, sweet n all, but you need much work
Cause you could drop one bar... n still leave this cypher butt-hurt
And its much worse to take it, much like this fatal beating
since all them periods ya got just mask the anal bleeding
And there aint no gay reasoning, I get bored on this text 'ish
facin me you'll face the streets and meet the curb for your next kiss
You'll get blitzed n sacked, I'm known to pounce on these wack fags
Nas was right... hip hop's dead... thanks to all these new Rap cats...

this to R chris

fuck gettin put on the shelf your in need of some help
ya so past ya prime...you were on the line when they made the shelf
son tallking about kisses in rap...but let me state the facts
i'll leave ya face so tounge tide my boots'll want the lace's back
son its not the new rap kats...thats killin shit
cause hip hops been dead...since you started doing it
me an the crew'll stomp you out..give you a real beating
we'll be throwing more c's in the air than a crip meeting
i dont fuck wit gays.....so ima pop you straight in the head
ya sig is the outline the cops did..after they found you an ya boyfriend dead

That was almost successful, but you'll see me bustin limbs
When a label breaks down ya door, 'n I'm scuffin timbs
New to the site n all, but dog, ya stock'll plummet
When I blow Benjamins head up.. like we did on hundreds
Faggot'll get blasted in battered, this wack fag aint movin..
Cause Phil is gettin beat on more than the series n Jackass movies

acting like ppl kno you or the day you born
but dude i aint neva seen you...i dont watch man on man porn
i dont need to jump in wit heat to ground this whore
my left an right jab's'll leave chris cross the floor
son im on my way out...to give this bitch the bone
an your staying in...an have no idea if ya girl is home
when i was fuckin wit her i was on point she said
last time she had a period wit you she sat in her room an bleed
remember im droppin weak for this homo dude
i havent seen or been in a worst battle...since you verse you

fuck it... one more punch...



Kris Cross??? Man my punches are sure to get wild
^ N leave ya head lookin like you mimick they style

This kid ^^ sucks cock... already the bitch has lost
cause you RC... shiiit, i knew whatever he spits is pop
"phu que" speak english kid, or i'll have deported dude
fuck it... i'll let you stay but i'll be leaving foreign you

im back and im better than eva....
wit that shotty ill turn ya body to puzzle...
and watch you peice it togetha..
i fuck bitches everyday day it aint nothin new kid..
i cut coke like i cut tracks but the name aint whoo kid..
whos this.... benjamin ya bloodll get spilled
help you out with ya problems like i was dr phill...
and here we go again another comedian drop...
aint nuthin funny i kill jokes... watch this comedian drop..
when will i stop... ill tell ya the day i get popped...
& i could put tef on my chest but that nigga will just flop
im to hot.... but see homie the ice cool me down....
not whats on my neck...but whats in ya girls mouth...
oh shit im pulln these rhymes outa my hat...
like the rabbit when i jack cris...and leave his ass flat..
someone told me.... i aint gotta be hard on rv...
but how i cant be hard.... thats just who i be...
you gone see me... rockin the industry....
gimme about a week.. and ill own yall streets...
thats right im in the process of cuttin a deal...
cmon wit the hate mail cuz i really hate males...
to cocky when they spit...like they gone break steal..
im nice when yall gone realize this...
i dont fight all im gone do is pour out cris...
(oh shit)

son when i first read ya shit...it was one big rhyme
but i cant hate your verse's are finnally elavatting...into straight lines
anythin you do in rap will just be a major flop
dude hasn't notice yet hes the only one that thinks his shit hot
crime you wack...on one thinks ya good man
how you gonna talk shit when your...your biggest fan
so just stop..i'll state sumthin that'll own ya world
ya mouth'll be filled wit benjamins after you kiss ya girl
but wait man you are crazy skilled an ya styles rare
yea you be off the walls....when my jabs send you there

in spite of your attempts to win you'll die ya whore
a broad's into you!
too ^^ bad that's my type of sword
you're a coward & herb while i got power with words
the gourmet be off-putting when i devour this nerd
put this fake in his place - quit hating the greats
I'll read the doctor report;
Ben: over. Like what your boy says before you're anally raped

^hey funny guy? this should dawn that ur raps aint hood strong
.....so when I dot com. im not trying to find some sites ur good on
youra fake. so dont say u sell dope, okay? thats not your range
cuz the last time u seen cane. you were getting pulled off stage
i tend to go over the top to offend duke, its meant too
so this 'in gauge'men'...isn't marriage, its the gun thats ends you
Trying to play it off cool. i swiped your chick and now u wanna hurl
I heard this C is sick...but its only cuz he waves...while im takin his girl