Keystyle Cypher!

[Soar Kaid]

oh no doubt! you use a lot of tropical words in your raps. I keep it even keel. Keep that tropical flow goin tho.

[Ill Finesse]

Quit the talking, see that plank? Get to walking
Watery grave, you could get ate by a dolphin
I'm so great I should levitate like Dhalsim
Running Boston's cuz I'm awesome, whoever flosses I'll off them
I'm an animal but I'm not playing possum
Just uttered some words now observe what it cost him
He had to put his secret tiger claw mystery flow up for auction
Nobody IS self taught, I make examples out of niggaz often
One minute you cutting a rug, doing the charleston
The next minute you're frog shit, and I caused it
I got friends on the other side
You the type to hide and feel pride inside a closet

[Soar Kaid]

No I don’t think so ill finesse. Some people are self taught but I’m not.

Sodomy on a cat for justice ,
In the prison with a “ghost” you are “busted” ,
Discusted at the world for their great abuse of luxury ,
I'm done with it ,
Brains denied the real from hypnosis ,
We feelin misery by factory bullets in the toasters ,
Makavellian Pac had pride in the rollers ,
They preparin grave extensions for the soldiers ,
Uh ,
They hated jesus for his love ,
But is there a gods light for a thug? ,
That’s the argument talked about by the son ,
and there’s nothing as tragic as the death of the one ,
Guns positioned by the law ,
And missles flip cars over war ,
They want to change the constitution ,
what they bendin rules for?

[Soar Kaid]

as a matter of fact. if you wanna diss me go to the diss the rapper thread. I'm shootin back at you here.

You give a hard time,
but Finesse aint the only thing I passed like the summer ,
I'll pull a tech ,
that'll leave ya head a slight different color ,
I make the clues that he see's playin detective ,
Say the wrong name and get sent to witness protection

wanna keep goin? I got more...

[Ragian]

Life is so amazing and beautiful I wonder why we forget
When the burden of life fills your thoughts and all you have is sorrow and regret
I've seen my mother feel so much pain, anger, and hatred that it hurts my soul
It can damage a young child, it felt like my heart had an empty hole
I'm crying as I write these words, I'm reliving all the pain, I want to scream and shout
But I have to focus, I got to send my message out
Why God makes us feel pain enough that we want to die
Is a mystery to so many people, they don't even want to wonder why
But I tried even though I almost died
Now that my pain is gone I know that truth lies inside
Use your mind's eye to see the reason why we feel pain and cry
Pain is an alarm, it let's you know that something is wrong
But people freak the fuck out when they hear it like what the fuck is going on!
Instead we should keep calm and try to fix the situation
Keep a steady head and deal with the shit that you facing
So don't hate the pain, it's there for a reason
Everything has it's time and everything has it's season
Somebody once said that suffering will lead to the discovery of something great
Who knew that discovering it would be my fate.

[Celph Taut]

Tell Ill finesse he can get killed, for less.
Texting almost 20 years, now. The skills still impress.
The insurmountable air that will fill his chest
I'm top tier, destroy the surrounding life, n' then build the rest.
I knew you were waiting in the shadows, that was nothing new.
Only thing is, you should've known that I would be coming, too.
It's only a matter of time when I permeate the area...
And go after the crown my predecessors were scared to touch.
Imagine the battle scars I have, now.
Too much. Suffice to say it was hard to put this pad, down.
Heard you murmuring; sitting flush, with the background.
Because you couldn't gain the momentum needed, the last round.
I would be willing to burry the hatchet, but it's fun.
Fear-inducing worse than feeling COVID, scratching at your lungs.
It'll take you several centuries to master what I've done
But even then, it won't be long before the rapture has begun.
I don't know where I went wrong with you. Either way, I'm not proud of it.
The power is, almost as electrifying as my prowess is.
Don't get it twisted, I don't wish to incite the nuances of the new school...
All cattle, & Blues Clues. You can die, if you choose to.
See loose crews from the work that you've curated, I'm not worried.
The plot thickens. The desire to get whatever I drop, in this.
And stop business, as usual. The after effect of the chapel walls, collapsing
As you attempt fleeing - you're already fastened, to death.
The embodiment of every online rappers respect
manifested in front of your eyes, for your viewing - I am back, in the flesh.
Yes. The show stopper. The zero below, cold, winter snow-dropper.
Dutch, radioing out, to his own chopper.
The hunger that hasn't be satiated, you have to hate it.
I know you do. But you also know, if you go toe to toe, with dude,
you'll be 0 and 2. The realest alive, I can show you proof.
Flyer than going through the ring in the Blue Blazer Owen suit.

[Virbius]

Celph’s rockin that Owen Hart Blue Blazer...
Me, I rock a mechabot suit that can shoot lasers.
Hmm, how come every goddamn week I’ve got new neighbours?
Fucking rude haters. What, is there a law against ...decapitations with huge sabres?
For fuck’s sake.
I really ought to call in a few favours;
Switch up universal constants and skew nature.
I bleed ichor, breathe skunk and spew jäger.
I live like playing it safe is the only true danger.
Bittersweet is my favourite food flavour,
And I’d consider a blues player a positive mood changer.

[Virbius]

I took a stinking shit this morning... when I looked on down, it wasn’t sunk..
Refused to move, just floating there, as I thought, ‘what a punk!’
Ten minutes later, the turd had been there long enough...
It realised it was over, and it left after a stronger flush...
Accepted it had gotten dunked,
Swirled round twice then flopped and slumped.
It was then a thought occurred, as I stood and watched the dump;
Even that piece of shit left with more dignity than Donald Trump.

[Soar Kaid]

Secret Sick Style...

I'm dramatisin cuttin your sleeves up ,
and takin ya jewels from you ,
writin you off with whats tucked ,
The clues get gampled with your head ,
I can't get caught on evidence ,
if you talkin to those uncle tom feds ,
So your sleepin with the dead in guess ,
I'll pull out the "scope" ,
and I'm takin "deadly pictures" like the "press" ,
Your speakin diminishin trash ,
I’ll leave you stuck like a tramp on the end of the ave ,
Aint no justice for you and ya Rio Five beginnin to crash ,
All my raps are cold ,
they blend with the craft ,
Get on my “high” end block and I’m sendin you claps , (high end block meaning drug dealers block)
Came outta prison shootin caps ,
now they sendin me back

[Celph Taut]

I took a stinking shit this morning... when I looked on down, it wasn’t sunk..
Refused to move, just floating there, as I thought, ‘what a punk!’
Ten minutes later, the turd had been there long enough...
It realised it was over, and it left after a stronger flush...
Accepted it had gotten dunked,
Swirled round twice then flopped and slumped.
It was then a thought occurred, as I stood and watched the dump;
Even that piece of shit left with more dignity than Donald Trump.

LMFAO.

[Soar Kaid]

Ghetto Style...

You think you can top me? ,
you goin need a lotta proof ,
I'm flyin in the O-zone on a plane poppin bottles of the juice ,
I was makin raps before the streets was called a jungle ,
Before Kendrick Lamar told you cats to stay "Humble" ,
You little dudes should stay in high school ,
Cuz aint no comin back from the grave site when the heats pulled ,
I'm in a straight shot while you sittin on the bus ,
I'll pull the ringer on you for my ends ,
aint no need to discuss ,
I'm in a drop top while you cats jumpin over fences ,
But I can't front we all live wit the fiends by the hood entrance ,
I'm watchin shorties ride in their in line skates ,
But if you look close ,
you can see the curvy in line waist ,
Deaths happen all the time on the scene of the scuffles ,
Thats why they goin to jail wit vasoline on they knuckles

[Celph Taut]

Seeing me shuffle through keys, every word serves a purpose...
Get your learners permit, while slicing through your Adam's, cause you herbs deserved it.
It's pouring out, it's such a beautiful flow...
From the angle, it projects an unusual glow...
But I won't speculate. Dirtier than the housing system, in section 8.
Where methods of regulating are second rate.
Guess I'll wait before making the plunge.
Soaking up fire straight, to my lungs. While instantaneously blowing out hate, when it comes.
I don't talk about what's sociable for the sake of it...
Nor do have any inclination of what society makes of it
If it was up to me? Well, let's be happy it isn't...
The pure wrath of an 'ism, feeling like it's trapped in a prison
of its own mind - psychologically.
It's nauseating, feeling wobbly while walking across a sea of yes men,
that are trying to keep me off my feet.
Therefore, psychological warfare, is obsolete.
When a Cheeto is in his office suite, inciting chaos, by dropping tweets.
I don't know, how long does a bird chirp?
Decrypted messages become public, with a word search
When an elect, and a rogue, transitions; which one deserves worse?
The highest bidder is picked from whoever you heard first.
The plight of what?
Maybe in another four years, your sinuses might adjust
to the impact, still lighting the fight in us
Not gonna lie, though.
My energy is simmering off of survival.
Fighting the same sea of Stan's that were mocking Revival.
But that's the kind of character assassination..
- one expects when he talks to his idol, in a disparaging manner,
and makes remarks, without...
Thinking of the consequences, n' then said person marks 'em out.
His fan base dwindles and all of his followers start to doubt
His impact on the current generation, but...
Whatever was great before, isn't great, to us. -Gen X.
Or Gen Z? Millennial servitude,
an affirmation of what your friends see. The result
of when opposite ends, meet.
Cursive monologue, as that feather-tipped pen, leaks.
- Like Julian Assange...
The fight for your freedom is like a move against the odds.
Synchronized to a room, tooting dubious applauds.
Stipulations of what is right, 'till they use it, as a clause.
What is this, some kind of joke?
Turn your decibels up, so you know you'll get to the quiet blokes.
Talking libel, choke on a sea of mistrust
from all the insider votes,
Causing international riots n condemnation from higher folks.
Blood his on your hands - you can't wash it off, can you?
Tyranny is a 24/7 cable network you have to stand to.

[Virbius]

Tyranny’s a cable net, plus a fucking major threat.
What kind of pricks would think a rabid Fox a faithful pet?
Their shit ain’t even pay to view, instead you’ve gotta pay to jet.
If they want a hit series then they oughta film those same execs;
Watch em stab each other’s backs the second that those traitors met.
Place a bet: how many of those fuckers would escape the set?
Ay, yo..
I use bayonets in laser quest, I raid the vets for horse tranqs,
I drive Porsche tanks, I use nuclear bombs to perform pranks.
I rock Nike viking horned hats, to formal functions.
I endorse destruction and call all positivity flawed assumption.

[Slick Trick]

Zedbazi sarkalashoon zamin
Harf nadarin harfetoon hamin

Gharin chon goh assaton nemigigere Pishro
Harfeh ashghal bash mirin to

Tojeh gjangaleh rappistan
Vaghad to LA harfetoon mijad az Iran

Azizan kar tamoomeh
Enghad Pishro rid JJ hanooz hamoomeh

Bazi azooneh keh Ghoost gerroneh
Vali dast var nemidaran az doleh America tah khonneh

Alakki razi vaghad dokthar bazi
Zood mirran miminan dast derazi

Shireh khorde as ye asbeh abi

[Soar Kaid]

Secret Sparking Mind Style at 110

You'll float with the fish under the ship anchors ,
If you street enough to build a response in the eyes of danger ,
Its possible that the death of the man on the paper ,
was arranged by the feds as long as the president is major ,
Women means somethin when guardin wit D ,
She's my eve ,
watchin my girl in a garden with fleece ,
Take that away ,
and you'll be a corpse ,
asleep in the creek ,
I gotta be a royal ,
the game of a major ,
For those G stacks I'm huntin cats like the mayor ,
I'm grim like the reaper ,
Kaids muscles in his beater ,
and I'll creep you with a sweeper ,
guaranteed to put you 6 feet deeper ,
I solve problems in the day and then I go to sleep ,
the next morning ,
I'm plottin on a way to put cat's at peace ,
The grave is for run aways ,
Outsiders and old timers ,
and the body tarps their in is cuffed with bag liners ,
I'm more skilled than all rhymers ,
You rap skills aint powerful ,
I bring more sharpness than the six pack on my abdominal ,
While my rhymes slaughter you ,
Grip your bars like your beginnin to die ,
and watch me out flow you down stream in a land slide