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Your The Shit Cypher
Self Glorifacation Here...
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its pretty obvious, why, i really got this
to kill you, put where, big and pac is its true i shot kids, man, damn ya tone so i crush the earth that Sand stands alone this ain't ya average emcee, you musta heard of my battles that i joined Sand in murderin' cattle i rip out tha chest of 'em, its unlikely i try i spit with tha best of 'em i aint liscenced to drive im cool for now, i know im ill, aint gotta tell me |
i'll damage another rapper so long as i get credit..
cuz without it/ i'll damage more niggas untill i get respected.. im the best at what i do/ and thats lyrical destruction.. i'll topple a tower with four words/ so you know with whom you're fucking.. so go ahead and think you're better/ and i'll show you why i think not.. i'll just come to your crib/ tear you up/ and make your fam give props.. |
even my farts is nice like seven on dice//
or like gettin 50 dollars worth of cd's all at half price i drop bombs like my name was "enola gay"// read up on ya history if you got some shit to say verbs galore leave your bags at the door// it won't be long till i got you down on all fours huggin the floor get gashed goofy so bad you'll wanna sue me// single handedly beheaded by roux, yours truley, as if you knew me weak ass rhymes should take a lesson from mines// my flow still shines you sweet like duncan hines |
i make a shaper image//
wit ya bitch rubbin my ginetals// I win when most niggas thinkin about dickin skillz// dallas doesn't know what debbie does// when-it came to my-head// cause dallas hasn't seen debbie// sense she been in my bed// when it comes to stroken// oh shit did i mean flowin// forgot what i was typen cause my head-was-gettin-cromin// bitch get off me// Boot went to her chin// this shit is fun// i tried to keep her off// but yet she fighten to get on me// Got damn, I am the man, and-thats-no-question// cause most you niggas girls are now my whores// aint that a lesson. |
this female emcee steppin up is a blessin//
sendin the illest emcee to comfession// steppin against me is a sin// its like david battlin goliath/ u may have brawn// but imma win// I dont fuck wit men// I just take they women// while they they steady spendin/ time/ tryin ta make up rhymes// slicker then mine/ you can find em// my skills is steady blindin em// Haters/ I aint mindin em// So fine/ dont mind / me// i kno u cant believe// what Im sayin// i aint playin// dammit im done spree ( thats me ) pimpin wit a CAPITAL p |
I'm the greatest mother fucking 5 star lyricist/
Clear out your ear's boys, you'll get betta by hearin' this/ See I'm the shit MC's fear when they up and comin' rapper's/ Bust a wicked line, and their's looks like it came from the crapper/ See I'm the MC that will start all the lines that'll get played/ Rippin' the greatest apart, like I did to KnightShade/ ^^That hurt's ;) ^^ |
Dis chicks the shit N best believe I'm rippin heads off wit my spits-
Poetic B don't take no licks and haten fools believe dat shit- N Dats it..cause my head hurt..peace!!! |
i make raps to sell my records, millions of them/
making millions of money like eminem. i told u not to be messing with me/ i the best eva bitch, the best mc. making shit to tell ya'll wat i do/ rhyming shit off the top of my head starting wiht check it 1, 2. now i leave my shit to the next person, so do it well/i unleash my curse of fucking hell. |
That rhyme was garbage, where the fuck'd you get it
It sounds like George Bush freestyling with an epileptic You think your the best, while spittin' like a bitch With shit like that you wont ever be rich I cut you up and turn you to a quadriplegic You rhyming shit out your as, so 1,2 check it I got enough mack's to blow you to the ends of the Earth I'll beat your cheap ass till the dirt falls out your purse You just a poor little bitch with a talent for shit Might aswell suck dick then be legally known as Bitch |
check it...
roll over a kids shoulder chips and cash them in.. hold a boulder pistol holder ish snap them quick.. then come back real quick and realize sands the shit.. my style im mad at it. its too dope for my own self.. believe it im off the shelf flippin heads like thailand strippers.. jack the ripper im bad..it aint cuz i was born with a dick... .......that im the man |
im all that and a couple of fritos//
i know you love the way i beat hoos// my freestyles to unconditional// so whos next to test the kid beatin em all// this time out spitten im killin yall this fall// you got the ball but droped it all to stall// |
im a solo king spitter
my shit put stink to kitty litter sand ur shits good but mines more bitter take a taste ur face will be squintin put me in office ill get mad domers like clinton but my chix would be hotter then monica n some hot jewish chix around thanks giving n honika im the chillest illest talk shit rapper wana start shit ill fuckin smack ya n boot u to atlanta were the falcons get no play n suck start shit wit me ur shit outa luck |
do ya'll otha rappas really want i think not/boy the champ is here to take yo spot/
no games is played i'm a grown ass man/ya'll stuck on fisher prise and pellet guns/ i'm on lugers and mack tens ya'll must be clowns cause ya'll rhymes got me laughin/the i'll press a gat to ya head make a bullettake a dive and laugh ass it splash in/ in case you ain't know its your brains i'm mashin/leavin yo shit pushed backed and yo crew gaspin so who da its know contest i'm a wordplay god and all hatas i got one word fuck you |
seen two kids wit two pics...in they hair plus they tooth-less
wit freestyle lyr-ics peepin my pics...sayin he spits sick shit ask kids, who is Kare-less...torchin ya dome leavin ya Hairless im the man understand, killin brains like Marshall's Stan pointed gun...then you ran |
HA HA TM is back ^^^
Yo check it I'm straight up the greatest freestyler... Period/ When I say straight up I mean like egyptian pyramids/ I bring dat up cause its easy to look good in the cyphers/ Especially when you look an sound as good as me in diapers/ I aint sayin now, jus pertainin to the age, when I was iller Than-/ Any man that rolled in Benjamins in tha shade/ T- a simple name to remember but I am forgottin/ Imortals get buried but my body never starts rottin/ I got tha toutch an feel of emceen, jus call me cottin/ 1- T- |
im trying to sell "drinks"...so come buy Mine
then listen to my flow...its called a "Punch-line" |
Everyone wants to be like me the fucking 5 star lyricist
Yo all you pussys on RB, I know that you be hearin' this RBBL Middle Weight Champ, don't need to prove it to you You all pussy faggots, what you gonna do I'm rollin' on twentys, when all I need to sell is weed And you the fucker who goes to jail for smokin my shit indeed See I'm the true, one and only Mad Man You a sad man, get raped in the ass by a big black man. |
<<Check it..I Dont gotta 'Spit Shit' for you 'Nerds'....my name says it all..im 'Violent with Words'...
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Everyone Knows That I Smell Like Crap And Im It,
Thats The Only Reason I Know That I'm The Shit.. |
hahahha that shit was made funny ra ill
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I'm "KareLess" when I spit "Artifacts" using "Violent~Words"
I'ma "MadMan" on the mic, 4 "ra ill,"u wannabe's flip burgers and I flip da bird |
i'm the illest nigga alive/
when you envious you must strive/ but i don't cuz you will meet your demise/ like an exiting birthday (suprise!!!!)/ |
Suprise Redloks is pokin you in the eyes
This my best shit? No its just an exersise Rise up to the top I rock your bitch after tellin she wanted my cock Bringin the lyrical mop to the spot I'll never bring a flop to the shop - I'll never stop |
This be foghat and im about to walk over all these puck ass emcees like a doormat
I spit these rhymes fasters than you can blink maybe you should sit this one out and think my rhymes dont be mindless about shootin bitches and becomin a TRL finalis I blaze so much weed i think my brain is startin to take seed but thats ok cause these rhymes be of a new breed im flawless/ you betta step back cause fogman be on the prowes now as this flow comes to a close dont you forget its these kinda rhymes that sells out shows |
damn look at jay he is incredible, he left a whole in that man that was inevitable, you cant eat me man i am inedible, i was shot 2 times and now they call me dead man talkin, when you were coming to this board the said dead man walkin, you could give me a dui and a drug test, the only thing it will say is error he is the best, i never did alcohol or drugs to start spittin, i'll did a driveby with no guns and was still hittin, fuck with me and get your mouth split, you'll become a sell out like ticket master outlet
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im that shit and ill tell you why
it doesnt matter ur lines begnine like tumors i wreck an ravage ur body only 1 line feel a blast like a shotty |
i rip lines like if i was a coke head/
and ride on u like if u was a moped/ so go ahead and drop your wack ass flow, cuz my rhymes are for u to keep while your shit is jus for show. |
^ lol ^
all newbie's come in cypher..... |
like my rhymes they call me show stopa/
steal minds and fans like a suspicious shopa/ you might have come first, but not the greatest like napsta/ i munch on little bitches and take their "spirit"/ look at ur spit "Sir Please [ Clear It ]"/ |
Left Wombs, hearin screams, grown to crowds replicatin//
I'm dictatin worlds with influential skillz I'm demonstratin// I'ma have y'all kids lookin like 10 year old english kids debatin// Coz I spit iller rhymes than when Dr.Suess and SARS were matin// ......Just showin newbies how its done haha.....:D |
I am the illest rapper that you all should contradict,
but when i wake up all i a say is shit, i am a newb but that is no excuse, last time a dropped a hit was my case of child abuse, i am still tryin i will be there some days, hopefully a twist of fate and i will go different ways |
my whole style is dark matter, impossible to lift/
all the while make brains splatter with dimensional rifts/ hit with whole line multis and de vinci type imagery/ split a whole line of emcee's with perfect symettry/ ^^thats how you do it by the way^^ god i'm l33t. pzz. |
if im the shit then my flow is the bile,
flow like cleo's period on the nile, im so dope that my voice is in denial, i didnt even peep 8 MILE, i heard this white kid is biting my style, that type of flattery makes me smile, my raps are updated like a packard bell from 95, the rest of em are rotary dial, quote my shit and ya error will be at a murder trial, fuck it, i'll even bake you a cake with a file, marry myself, dress the mic in a bridal while i sing the fuckin recital, myself. |
hey yo i got some shit to say and save
for that ugly face/u think u got the rhyme fuck u aint got time /to say anyting thats why i makeall u scream from watchin to much t.v/it comes to reality/ u understand my flow/u fuckin homo u aint shit to say/acept u finally adment that your gay okay!!!!!!!!! |
hahahahaha!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!im laughin my fuckin head off
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im the shit like i just came out the toliet,
im that feelin that you get when ya stomach is boiling, im the shit like the fertilizer ya lawn, im the shit so im just the shit word is born, i got bitchz,cloths,cars thats a reminder, bitchs love me so much my name is tattoo'd on they vaginaz, |
im takin overu cant stop me/
wat your fuckin crazy tryin to act like slim shady/ your wastin my time/wit dose fucked up rhymes u hear me answer me i aint scared to watch t.v bitch |
mr.hankey cant even fuck with me...
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mr.hankey wouldnt wanna fuck wit u he just wants to shit on u
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