my brain is my domain,
and any one who fucks wit it will go insane,
cause when it comes to that i dont play,
you fuck wit me you wont live to see another day,
and im not gonna shoot you,
ima grab the cap it self and puch it through you,
thats right muthafucka in that damn crazy,
you think you can get away wit tryina play me,
you must be stupid,
cause my rhymes hit you like an arrow from the devels cupid.....................Next Word Cold Steel

lol@the name a this cypher..shouldnt it be topical cypher? instead of the rhyme about this word cypher...anyway..

if i had some cold hard steel..
i could make some1 with a cold heart kneal..
i would use it like a bat..
abuse it like a cat in a dogg pound......
cause if your barking up the wrong tree..
it means your sparking somthing with me...

blaH......next word....... intercourse...

oh yeah lyrcle solja.....your not he best speller aye man?..no hate but theres so much shit on your sig and name that is spelt wrong... original...lol....
pz man

im in between ya bitch up and down like floss
my dick shoot somethin that you can catch but cant toss
ill freak a hoe in a sec no time to stall
watch her suck that my dick and massage my balls
have the the hoe in different stances
and awkward positions like mases dances

- good memories

I got good memories of a time ive lost
I chose a different path, and pain is the cost
Living in my old home town with my friends and family
I left looking for gold, oh what a calamity
I got good memories of a better time
Past performances of a bitter street mime

- Summer babes

( beyonce's summertime song comes on )
in tha sumer time thas niggaz out there pimpin'
or in dem titty bars tell hoes ta get ta strippin'
tha summer mami's is crazy, i seen girls gone wild cancoon
gimme a summertime broad and i leave her as lookin lika baboons

he left no word so ill go off baboons

I slap these rap-tunes like mad arabic baboons
stuck in the 80's got a green hat and sasoons
my raps-boom- yall cats suck like vacuums
In Fact-Soon Ima Slap this entire Wack-Room
And Make a Thread about it get 25 replies
from only 5 guys cuz I upped it so many times/

Next word.... innoculate.

still observen illconsider cyhers//
with mitty hands im called a writer//
im a illdisposd jocose homie the only thing that i bring in the game besides ill spits is a bigger dick then a huslers game you can battle me and get played

I RIp One ryme N These Niggas is Shakin
Have them center Of Attention Like They Was Breakin
This my peace of Bread That im Taken
A History In Rap yall Niggaz Aint MAkin

RICH

bustin more nuts in the iris's of ritch byise's bring terminal rotating in a cyricaler movement merkin each one that says or even has a move ment

this world is hell to everyone one-to me its my domain//those ppl there r my slaves-they're slayin//this is no joke-no playin//ur fucked up-due to me dats wut im sayin//this world belongs to me//i have no shame, u better beleive//im cummin for u and ur dog//cut u up-slaughter u like a hog

jus playin peeps
next word- "bloodshed"
i like this one, it should be interesting

ill give a hundred dollars to anyone who can make the best rhyme on this subject

im taking a break from breaking a leg on the dance floor
my hands connect wit jaws of whores who owe me money
no it wont be funny when i gotta explain
the immense pain to a psycotic bitch whose disconnected with her left brain


next word: Presidential Suite

When I get noticed these people will pray/
That to get to me they'll even kill today/
I went from the motel to the presidential suite/
Them motels was nasty, My new rooms sweet/
Too Bad that in the near future, All I see is one roomed drive-ups/
I can still hope that someday to see me, thay'll all strive-up/

Next Word: Squeeky Bed

After much spittin I gotta rest my head
Go to sleep but be woken up by my Squeeky Bed.
High pitch sound, fukn up my ears.
Bursts the eardrums bring me to tears.
So I go buy a new bed at dreamland.
Sleep nice n tight wid my dreamman. (not literally :) )

Next Word: Hand Towels

Blood stains my hands the gat's blown out//
Down the street I can hear screams cry out//
Run on the double to the shelter this stinks foul//
Gotta get this blood with some sort of soft hand towel//

Nxt Word: Hypocracy