The Official Cypher Thread

[onealien]

before you shake n die, i'll take n lie
with that lil bitch u call the apple of yur eye
cuz i got a lil itch and only she can supply
the ease of me, fk it, the lil whore pleases me
helpless sobbing is a sweet sound, it teases me
as she looks sheepishly, I tell her "imma hurt u"
then be a gentleman and have her home for curfew
i kno thats dble talk, imma big dick like dble cock
and she's got big tits, u shulda put em d's on dble lock...
haha...i gotta smile when she slips out a lil giggle
fakes a lil wiggle, puts her chin on ma balls like a fiddle
dont u dare let the jiz dribble, not even a little...
watch it, teeth tend to hurt me, lift ya lil skirtsy
and suck on that shyt till i fill ya tummy like a 64oz slurpy...

[Fatal-N-Felony]

u'll take n lie, but ill piss on ur grave and say good bye
the last of the aliens have been killed off, no need to lie
about to murder the rest of the sucker mc's in this thread i see
with one single rhyme flowing, slowly, any way defeats my enemies
cuz hoe i drop lyrics so vicious almost as bad as i tear up ur misses
now this is the end, good bye, now its ur time ill pass u the mic

[Celph Titled]

back to me with the mic,
let me spit a little sumin' right,
know the definition of nice,
is every motha fuckin' time i write,
say anything bout being better then the rest
and i have a contract out for you neck
like imma thug life record exec,

[Shit,Piss,Puke, Repeat]

thug life record exec, what the fuck you expect?
2 hands around the collar and rip out ur neck,
show a little respect and maybe some back bone,
i wouldnt even give you my mic to check holmes,
i got a licsence to check homes, and inspect da deck,
deck set - u get wrecked, and smacked in the dome,
ill shit,piss,puke,repeat n get to crackin ya bones,
meet me in the street n ill rap circles round that ass thru 3 time zones,
my vocal tones are the epitome of stick n stones,
but u the type wit a bitch moan to try to be a LOX clone,
drop once a month and swear ur diamonds n gold, but ur really just rhinestone....

[Fatal-N-Felony]

shit piss puke and repeat
is what ur mother did when she saw u unconcience
u had passed out after seeing francos mom named
with a frown on his face
he was mad as shit, pissed in fact
that his only son was a bitch, gotta put him in his place
so he took a baseball bat and gripped it fast
with no warning a smash
ur dad had just kicked ur ass
later on that day
he will stomp, kick, smack and repeat

[Chuck Dirty]

smack and repeat, fuck it ill repeatedly smack,
and attack a new jack, like pun im packin a mac,
dead in the middle of a little nap sack,
fatal dont want no problems he better fall back,
spring forward n get slapped and laughed at,
fuckin wit the big dogs meet the wolf pack,
in fact its pitch black an we ready to jump,
chuck dirty leave em in slumps,
yall punks is chumps, leave em in the middle body riddled and stumped,

cypher.mp3 - 0.28MB

[Fatal-N-Felony]

fatal n felony aint gonna fall back
im comin back to leave my cypher n throw u in the little nap sack
im just like pac from juice, in other words im heartless
i sprung back the gat and let ur body relax

[Chuck Dirty]

my body relax? son, no as a matter of fact,
ill randomly snap an lay ya fuckin body back on the mat,
lay ya head on the atlas n blow ya brains all over the map
rip ya spine out cuz ur tryin to challenge the champ,
down here in the cellar its bleak and its damp,
but fuck lightin a fire ill burn the whole fuckin camp
tell ya ol lady - get off my back.. cuz i dont give a fuck she aint suckin wit food stamps,
this is the story of chuck dirty and ur ol lady the tramp,


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[Celph Titled]

Yo im sick of that tramp shit, that wack shit
time for a throat to fuckin' rip,
shoot his family & quickly dip,
jah knows repeat be a bitch,
take care of him with a clip,
quick to cut his bottom lip,
if i ever see the bitch slip,
end his life like he a crip,
this spit,
better sink his last battle ship.

[jamaal]

sink a battleship?, you better suited to connect 4
ya lyrics cant rattle shit, diluted like a wrecked whore
guns guns blah blah clips generic guns again
when the only things you leave bleeding is ya ass and ya gums ma friend
and ma word play will leave ya "lights out" like chris lytle
change ya username to fuck-mook, then its truly SELF titled
sorry homie dude, but not even you lames get ma pity
so run tell ya faggot sig, bye-bye kitty

[Celph Titled]

ye ill tell em bye bye
get in my car with ak's and guys
roll up a spliff, hand on the clutch & drive
after that we'll end your life with a fuckin' drive by,
don't talk shit about the kitty
cuase hes harder enough to ride on you whole city,
i dont need your lil' rookie pity
& Being celph titled is pretty fuckin' gritty,
look at lil' wayne so called best rapper alive
i swear he's livin' his life pretty live
with money, pussy, weed
the shit that killed hip-hop, but its sumin' i need
and why you idolize michael myers?
you call that being angelique inspired?
I thinks it's from some sick homosexual desires.

[jamaal]

homsexual desires is what gets you through the day nigga
perpetual thoughts of niggas in shorts is like ya yay nigga
cos you addicted to the dick, dont lie, even ya mom knows
how you stuck in the alley, not fighting but blow fa blow
ya know that ya cant hide it no more, so just come out
think of it like ya lil sister with her tongue out
catching the money shot, shit at least she got paid
she with the asshole, you with the fucking aids
nigga never put the angels name in ya mind frame
cos triggers equal danger in any state that ya fake game
and you can take ma fuckin name out ya mouth too
get a ghost-writer, i leave him down south too

[Bushi]

i leave him down south too, like i dispose the residue
bobby hits the cypher leaves a mess of blood guts and poo
ooh its a trip when i roll shit, smoke, toke and repeat
dudes talkin to alter-egos and im the one high is that it?
u seeing double, im sawin trouble smelling shit this high up on the fan
i know i rhyme shit alot but its been 3pages just rapping for stan
tho he cant understan-d nor stan-d on his own damn feet
for he fests on lox's dick coz thats what hes confortable with
u can catch him in the hood throwin up his hello kitty sig
but if he rolls thru my turf, he's in the no pity league
lil wayne lil wayne its a sad excuse to say ya rhyme dont suck
drop his name again my rhyme becomes a crime now duck!

[Celph Titled]

Speakin' of duck, thats sumin' you nigga'z should do
generally i blast on fake nigga'z, but i ain't wasting to time on you,
bushi and bobby180,
great couple both agianst ladies,
bow down before i pull out my 380's
see you toegether like a ninja and pirate vaguely
roll down the window with my crew blast and holla ey matie,
thats enough you to
couple of waste youths,
nothing agianst any homosexuals
but you to are on an extratessrestial level.

and make fun of hello kitty but she's still harder then you,
unless your having a one night stand with bobby180 in your hotel room.

[Bushi]

one night stand with bobby in ur hotel room?
alright alright stop fronting ull win by wackness soon!
coz we scared of ya goons, gats and clips.
but too bad ull get no girls, mats and clits.
living on the streets left u institutionalized
ur fucking wack, oh have u realized?
u cant shoot at me nor display any type of fun
u jock guns so much yet cant decide on ya favorite one
just one word of advice before i put u thru hell
u aint officially a G just coz u cant spell
from finch and west just leave ya rhymes to rest
its a test for u to flow without a stake on other rappers interest
recognize the best, have u exterminated like a pest
i sugest u pack a vest even tho im not aiming at ya chest