Cypher anything to shake the rust.

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im a poet...

...who didnt know it.


s.v.

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Originally Posted by Nick Fletcher. I don't drive an Eclipse, they're chickmobiles.

QUESTION: Is it even possible to improve upon perfection???
ANSWER: CRHYME SINDICATE



"I remember this one time I thought I was wrong........but I was mistaken." -Unknown




R.I.P. Jonathan "ONE MAN BAND/TERUMOTO" Nigro. Goodbye brother. God bless the dead. One love.

^^^pure freestyle hotness. eat your heart out hova. lol.


s.v. deadly

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Quote:

Originally Posted by Nick Fletcher. I don't drive an Eclipse, they're chickmobiles.

QUESTION: Is it even possible to improve upon perfection???
ANSWER: CRHYME SINDICATE



"I remember this one time I thought I was wrong........but I was mistaken." -Unknown




R.I.P. Jonathan "ONE MAN BAND/TERUMOTO" Nigro. Goodbye brother. God bless the dead. One love.

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^^^^^^^^
that was the sound of me shittin on ya verse, who nicer than me

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C.S.

...Is to have Served Your Faction

face the facts you the fucking lamest cats
Im so underground Ill show you were the basments at
you a slave in fact, I got a famous act
Flows so locked down I keep chains intact
a maniac watch your step, you cant change the past


meh, gotta take a shit.

Ya lame n crap, got blades to leave ya brains detached
U were gay before werds just like a flamers past
Whatcha think of that? speak of shots from the box
U ain't gonna hit shit when i press X and have ya AIM collasp'd

*shrugs*

i need to knock some rust off ima look for an topical battle or audio

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Open Mic Hall Of Famer

hell yea, and the only topical cats i know that still battle and are up to par are in this crew
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and i would hate to give someone in my fam a loss

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...Is to have Served Your Faction

ayo check it
aint no rust to clean off, allways stay purposly focused
I surfaced then wrote this in a circus for hopless
no joke its so open im provoking these flows
snort so much coke, it snows when Im blowing my nose
flows like a fountain in rome, gone to a house to get blown


wtf?

lol.

Feel what ya say'n Soul but I aint knock'n the vermin
So much an Outkast like im the one rock'n the turbin
Speakin of cockiness surface guess I drop'd it on purpose
Bars blue eyes and blonde hair like im spot'n the germens
Stop it im nervous...never cuz i can handle the options
Plus ya kno i keep a grip cover'd like my hands n my pockets
Got me rabblin topics while tryna manage a profit
So i hustle and palm trees like the plants in the tropics

Topical Cypher lol

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Open Mic Hall Of Famer

I spit perfect flows, research then blow like serpants nose
earth has goals to leaves us perfect drones
grasp a erchants thrown from a nurses dome
never sit on this earth as a worthless soul
haters left in a box stuffed like a turkeys hole
blood pumps heavy, Im bazerk I know
hand full of dice, I fucking deserve a roll
snake eyes sit on the curb then go
I take rhymes to the most obsured of hoes
to create lines like a table preserving blow
it hurts to roam as my curse follows
from street to street, is this a verse? who knows?

center of clay, where the belt loops spew leather tongues
through the air of welt, bruise, and blue rendered saints
as the weather runs, down her masquera swells;
where the splintered reign clouds lifts her tender face
into the rains proud center of the universe.. to serve.
through her perched lips and swollen eyelids
the liquor bottle i kissed would sing her a model of bliss
blister of the wrong, center of the sinner spent
his leather belt whipped along the filter of a cigarette.

burn..

i am so rusty..so why not try a cypher.

Im to trapped in my own mind to speak wise words
Turning fast only to feel that these knives hurt
Delivery on point as the wound grows and is deepened
Looking for answers but no soul can beat these demons
They wont face my front, only attacking what I can't see
Not saying good job, just noticing what I can't be
I've turned to you, though you still are not my savior
You just add onto my failure and a lot of misbehavior
To describe you is easy but not as easy as some heard
FAKE,JEALOUS,ANGRY,RUDE BUT MOSTLY JUST ONE WORD
I hate you, you killed my family..my dreams..no that is not all
You are not just the devil, nor the demon..you are alcohol

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A LIFE OF CHRYME