Keystyle Cypher!

[Ill Finesse]

Some say I'm feeling myself
My nuts extra swoll
Like Cornell West
I run for the pres..
More or less an intellectual
With a Moorish contextual
The more you explore it the conjecture slows
As perpetual lies grow
I know
You can't cover my third eye with a blindfold
So I'm always mindful regardless of what I'm told
I've played a lot of poker
I know when to hold..
Pull out the mag..
Make you a centerfold
I'm the center of attention
All the honorable mentions know
Any contempt is exempt..
It comes with the territory when ones surely exemplary
I carry the entire category
this is my path to glory
After my wrath the aftermath is ash and scorched E
Please don't force me...

[Ragian]

I don't use force, I use persuasion
Now that I see clearly, the whole population
Sees me using my powers of observation
This ain't a diss, I feel uncomfortable pissing people off for any reason
But I woke up today not knowing it's a whole new millennial season
I made it, first place, in God's kingdom I can see it clearly in my vision
I miss my grandfathers, God rest there souls
East vs West but the East ain't striking first therefore there won't be a retaliation
World War 2. Tell me wat 2 divided by 3 is? That's tha mark of the beast.
So there ain't gonna be a World War 3.
Now I'm a free soul
But where do free souls go?
I'll tell you
They don't go home
They make a new one
Ragian Azariah
Did you like my tactics?
Shock and alarm
Then sound like an angel causing no harm
No harm but beautiful words
Sure to sweep you off your feet
Rest in Peace to all the ones we lost
But I promise what God promised
Well see them again
Yup
Well see them again

We're family
Everything is family
And family is everything

[Celph Taut]

Word, family is cool, but...
I'm thinking more like The Jefferson's, when I moved up...
Smooth; got me the crew cut...
Pfft. Me, lose what? Demasiado, hombre - I'm too much.
Government got cats moving white through the hood, with no Ku Klux
Clan member.. it's my right not to let a "Stan", enter.
Vertical lining, break through the damn center.... causing the earth, to drop...
Business casual when I work the commercial slot
Orville, cross armed, watching these verses "pop" - right through the masses
And I'd do one wit' your mainstream ass, but your verse is "pop"
Find a floral arrangement, with your hearse on top
Big dreamer. Die faster than Stinkmeaner, when he verses Pop...
Uh, that's some shit for the people to hear...
You can keep your soul, but can't keep your career..
Work of art is transformative... formula forming in
many ways, while I'm out of space - watching the orbit, spin.
Nebula eyes... I feel born, again.
A firestorm of sin carefully measured n' more akin to God of War's descent...
So when chatter penetrates the silence, I react... with violence...
See ya, walking around, with a blackened iris.
Nigga's can't rap a rhyme, it's... petrifying to hear them talking, in riddles.
As they're jotting their scribbles often, in drivels. I'm launching them missiles.
More confident with my marksmanship, like a salute at police officer vigils
You'd be better off accompanying Trayvon Martin, as he's walking with skittles
Than throwing hands as your only chance to dance with the devil..
- homie, the game ain't completed; can't advance to this level...
Looking at me through a lens, that got you thinking you spit the truth
Your stories of being king have more holes than a Billy Mitchell suit...
So quit it, and just admit it. You did it, and ain't sorry for it...
Long euphoric you all ignored it...
Deaths pile up higher than the goals that you are falling short with
Can't be humble all my life, got to give them the real...
God-like, every line has a biblical feel...
A villain, f'real. Personifying the grim reaper...
The crypt keeper affixed to their grave to dig it an inch, deeper.
Saying they have dirt on me... ant hills...
I got tea out here that I can't spill... Nick Cannon,
my drum line, is sitting, watching these bands, build....
It's smooth sailing, until they drop in the anvil...
So damn ill with these fire bars, that I can't 'chill'...
Brrr... ice cold... you can freeze the death...
Dropping these keys, eject like an 90's cassette..
Popping pills on a double, at CVS. Yelling, "we the best"
...through the grocery aisle; rolling around with
a cart full of Jif... peanut butter on my balls
for anybody that be starting some shit...
Find out I'm not the man you should be arguing with

[Celph Taut]

Sweating you is not on my sphere, but I am cardio fit
You're sweating more than a Tech Youtuber waiting for an embargo to lift
So chill, homie, you still lonely. I kill only to build "domies"
For those lil niggas that feel phony. Ringing it in.
Ice water - you either sink or you swim; no air bubbles to save your life.
So say goodnight. I cast shadows onto your ray of light.
Get de-platformed before you make your flight... I'm saying, like
not even the most vocal conservative could have raised you 'right'...
So keep your thoughts in that comic bubble, before I pop it...
Yeah, I talk shit, knock you out with a sonic boom
that will put you on the moon, like you're Doctor Doom.
With your Harry-ass, floating, on top a broom.
If you're claustrophobic? Don't worry, I'll make sure your coffin has lots of room...
catching hands, son... hear the "MMMBop" as soon as you drop your tune
Uh. I catch bodies, then place them in my Pokeball.
Lil Nigga's get jokey jokey... y'all know the law strictly protocol.
Oh my god, I mean, "OMG" I throw the key
Inside of the fucking door, then it opens for me
Faster than Janis Joplin, on a karaoke machine
Better soak in this free, I broke the boat - this is an emotional sea
You floating in, so, you can coast on these schemes...!!!
Shit's raw, Gordon Ramsay looking at it, with shock...
Life or death, I catch bodies whether I'm in battles, or not.
Mad that I got this shit, if the roles reversed, you'd be cowering
in the corner, afraid of the shine...
Doing everything meticulously. And granted, you're taking your time.
Finish the work off, then I come up and say it's mine
Now what? The fuck you going do... aside from cry emoji?
Cue the water works... Luke Skywalker your hand off
- without saying, "I am your father", first.
This is Spiderman, in the Slaughterverse...
The arbiter; the philosopher of modern word... drop bombs, indiscriminately.
Cynical, b. Got them livid, I mean.
They're walking around with levi's full of poop, but I got this 'shit in my genes'.
So, maybe do what's right? And discard it.
You don't got the right to right your rights as an artist
Whether you're on the tarmac, your jaw? I'm taking flight on, regardless.
Stealing on you - Winona Ryder my targets
While you're inside the fire and carnage, attempting to flee
I'm outside your apartment's, with accelerant.
I hope your well equipped.
Tell the Devil, it's getting "hot in here", hell-a quick.
The flame doctor, at your service. Nigga's rican theoryz, all CAPPING, in they verses.
They gassing on the surface, but in reality?
All of those marks are walking a balance beam
On a thin thread - I know that nothing, is how it 'seams'...
Inception level deception, being pulled out of dreams
Saying my name n' wake up to the sound of thousand screams
and a million deaths... got hoop dreams, please... you are still on the bench.
Get shot so far out of the sky, Dubai buildings get drenched...
Yeah, the shit is intense. Huckleberry fin nigga's still on the fence
Trying to occupy wall street, in those little ass tents...

[Echelon]

I'm coming with harp songs and jubille sprees, sea the zing sea the zing sea the zing..
I STING like aracnids, not scorpions, i got a golden tongue to sea what's spun
I'm opening cans, like boys and men, its your choice again
Who goes's first? I'll start with a freestyle, sea nile(SENILE)
I'll dump you in the sea nile, deliver shots like synringes
I've been around the kingdom, to always know I'm the KING THEN

[Celph Taut]

And I'm the king, now.
Looking for any other rapper to swing 'round...
Wait, that's not the circle of life...
Had better verses in my mind I didn't find worth it to write
Over what these people are calling the greatest work of their life...
So, come down... off your high horse... take a step..
Break the fourth wall, have A.I trace my facial depth
Have it try to emulate it, yep. Didn't work the way you expect.
Every day that I stay on the net, I aim to connect.
It's conversations that use pacing to check it's substance or relativity.
Down to the fiber of the words... are you kidding me?
Are you shitting me? Hard to take things literally when you live your truth.
Try to break it down to its root. Money going down
World is wondering how they'll recoup.
Have no job, see thousands being robbed out of their loot.
To poverty browsing properties out of town, from disputes
of housing opportunities removed by the these cowards, in suits...
Word.. now, put that on your Jumbotron...
Won't tell you outright. I want it to be something you stumble on.
Think an affair. This fucking poetry that I bring to your ear, can sink your career.
Think of a clear violation of your human rights; I boom to life.
Oh, the humanity. I sit back n' watch the fuel ignite.
While Andy's asking why I'm obtuse... I don't know why,
I'm just looking for a pie that I can cut loose... that oh sweet American...
That patriotic arrogance... hiding under the covers
I don't know where it's been.
Kevin Spacey, slowly removing the layers off of a carrot's skin
in a Walmart's manager's outfit, refusing to let these "Karen's" win...
In all seriousness, though, how do you win a battle against something that abhorrent?
You don't. You just imagine it.
My life's like the opening to Savages. Faced death on many occasion.
Picked myself off the floor, so I wouldn't end in the waste bin.
No. Not for me. Drop a key, like a clumsy salesman, on a shopping spree.
A modern Socrates. Over confident when I dropped in leagues.
Come off of the top, with ease. I operate off of needs.
Opulence. A lifestyle far out side of those that wanted it.
However, I emulate the yuppies that I bonded with
The same yuppies I motivated myself out of college with
But enough about money that I don't have,
if they drew a door out of a thin air, I'd go back.
Y'all should just be happy that I don't snap... get your soul snatched
from out of your body, Steve, 'cuz those are some "Stone Cold" facts...
Racking my brain with the racks from Hussein...
Terrorist raps, catch me crashing a plane... catch me outside
of your residence, with a catchy domain.
I spit that hot fire to melt plastic to a gooey mess.
Oh, you do it? I do it best. Budapest cool, like who is next?
Send it out and I deliver it... UPS.
Your girl looks like Sable, so I put two handprints to her chest.
Or is it, on her chest? Even if she looks like Sable, I'm not impressed.
She's a virgin, and I wanted sex.
Marks and checks all over her body, guess
She cheated over C's, n' instantly got this big D, on her test.
Yeah... don't know if you're in anguish (I'm sure you are)
Nerdy professor, dropping wordy bars.
Fuck making you learn something, cause learning's hard... right?
Right. Forget your liberal leanings.
I drop a rap, it defies gravity, and starts hitting the ceiling.
Knock that gorilla look off of your face - this isn't appealing.
Words so hard, stroke victims wish they could feel it.
I don't wish to discuss matters behind close doors, or privately.
Far as I can see, I'd rather you try me, B.
There won't be no breathing exercises or corporate restructuring
When your jaw bust. Won't be no team building, either.
I'll hit your jaw, and you'll fall, trust. Throw it, right at your head.
Whether we talk it out, or would you rather we rap it, instead?
I rather I throw a cap in you, like blat, n' your dead.
Spell Captain with a capital N. The admiral...
Feel the wrath of god attacking you when I snatch up this pen.
Yeah, I'm a bastard. If I'm not asking it, who's asking it, then?
Obviously me. Far removed from the person that I wanted to be.
Ya know, things don't work out as they were intended...
Sometimes, feelings change. They're wondering how I can be so strange.
Give up rap for anything else, in a free exchange.
Well, self worth is a powerful thing. It can have you seeing things....
Differently. Take for instance how I lost my passion...
Could have quit, then and there.
Honestly didn't know which direction I was heading near.
Travelling light, see stars... but can't see the lane dividers,
especially when you travel at night...
I got a reach like Spud Webb when the net makes a jab at my height.
Went sabbatical, like a nomad for a few years, and almost passed on this site.
My moral's corrupted. Phasing out old memories.
Rap, but got no energy. It's OK. Even my tired raps fire back off the dome, mentally.
Thinking you goin' get to me. HA. Fast forward.
I'm Flash Gordon. Falling asleep on the track, because you cats boring.
Eventually for whoever wishes to tread heavily.. oh, how I welcome it.
Break your legs off, have you walk with whatever's left...
In this journey called life, there's a few things we will ever get...
But if I die? Put a note on me saying, "Don't resurrect".

[Virbius]

“Don’t resurrect”, I rent a bed in the mortuary.
Snuck a gun in the club, that’s how plausibly it ought to be;
Someone gon get slept forever an I ain’t tryna to let the doorman see.
Run that back... doorman-see / dormancy...?
I ain’t gotta start from scratch for these cats all to flea.
And I ain’t gotta force rhymes to rhyme forcefully.
I’m nice with this shit, normally enormously ornery,
Put the ‘casual’ in ‘casualty’ like he’d live informally, nah I said he was ‘livin formerly’,
Coz now he looking like a corpse to me.
Indeed ay? Nah I said ‘in D-day’, damn, if you wanna war with me this landing like it’s Normandy.

[Celph Taut]

Normally, I'll knock a net thug out with a forum board key
So bad, they'll wake out of their coma to the "404" screen
Shit, how did that happen? Could've sworn we were just rapping
No, we weren't. We were attacking.
After we're done? Then, we leave out the back end.
Back end? No, right out the front... that might have been blunt
But I told you weed heads, these threads? I light up, at once.
And there's not enough firemen in the world to carry them out of the building...
You'd be better off reading Mein Kampf, to a thousand of children
Than throwing hands... instruction manual written, on your noggin, says don't advance.
Probably because it'd be best if you didn't.
Hindsight is 20/20, but the message is hidden.
You can live a lifetime and not realize what is next to envision
For instance, how's he flipping words... shit's absurd.
The way my drive's been going, I'll hit a curve...
Which is inline with my character, cause I didn't swerve...
Front fascia, detached... place up a rap that will cause the very fiber of time and space, to collapse.
While false ideologies are placed in the gaps... ya know
Guess I didn't take the time to.... look down and see who I'd make this line to..
Oh... it's for me. Make history every time that I spit a key.
They're paying in mental anguish, but I assure you, that this? Is free.
So, get your Costco sample... drop an anvil where you're staying
I got an handful... and I got an inkling.
And I got a suspicion to knock the snot of your nostril, if itching
for attention's your motto, then this will be probably, of interest.
Shocking how... they go from a test tube baby to talking wild...
A bunch of Coyote Peterson's on this, now - comic-al.
I meant comical, dummy. Shit's obvious my black clouds reign when it's not really sunny.
Had to be hungry in order to make waves that'd rival a Durag...
- on... not the type of blood you put your blue flags on...
Run the gamut of underhanded zombies that want sum' organic
Shit for me to kick, but I don't fuck with that double standard...
If there is something for me to kick, it's the Amulet
Right before you can reach for it, you'll hear my fucking sneakers lift...
An audible punt... you can get this job, if you want...
Bring it to you like UberEats, bring it to the lobby, at once.
Bodying cunts. While they're a pussy hair away from embodying cunts.
Do it and then do it, again. Spent my entire life having too many "friends"...
So now, it's about being selfish.
Focus on the within, and not what everybody is needing help with.
Enough heat on the surface, to leave it melted. My keys are hellish.
Oh, you're seeming jealous. Well, seeming is putting it nicely.
Semen is your favorite beverage, next to being shook. But despite beef...
I'll put in terms that even they can get...
In every kernel and data set... as they're waiting, with bated breath...
That is, until the oxygen's gone n' they're gasping for air
That's when a picture of oxygen mask has to appear...
Watch you collapse, as I stare at you, from here, on the surface...
Looking at you, it's weird. Is a face supposed to get that blue?
I might have passed on you, there. But this drive you apparently had, isn't near
The ambition I've always had; your boys have gassed, you for years.
So, in other words? you crashed and burned through an actual mirror... if that wasn't 'clear'.

[Celph Taut]

We don't have to compare, that fire is back...
Soon as a I throw a match in the air, the rapture is near
To collapse your manufactured career
To bit and pieces, and shit, I am a bit facetious...
But dissing kids is the thesis, I've written so...
You can either accept it or not.
Don't got to question who's next on the top.
X-Men, I got The Professor, on lock...
Tetris, a thought that I'm expressing's a lot
like a simple game of progressing the block...
I ain't addressing no cop... - out..
Ride, until the tires drop out...
I looked at your TikTok page, n' you got clout...
A couple fans... a bunch of fucking stans
Salivating at the mouth for content you can post, for 100 bands...
So, you 'drum' up plans for something to work
To compensate for the energy your public persona doesn't exert
Little buzz offline, your PR under alert.
King of the throne; I'm the one you'll have to come and usurp.
Translation: you've already failed.
Said our savior died for our sins, n' he really had to fall on each nail.
In retrospect, for you all to prevail
You got to have court presence, in other words: balling to scale.
Funds nothing to what the corporate dollar entails...
Preaching masculinity, in existence, again.
Got to draw those distinctions for when they think they're men.
Spit to I drop dead - body sinking, in phlegm.
Trust me: If I die? Then this ink, will ascend.
No degrees of separation - I'm the link to this pen... a warrior...
Before they ever had the formula...
Put the fire to the stove, when it wasn't warm enough
Devil horns are up. Whether you believe in Hades or Lucifer...
I had the deuces for the Luchador's...
Throw them off 3 'stories', they hit the streets before breaking news reports
Yeah, I'll be Street Fighter 2'n dorks, with Akuma force
You Anime Luna boards leveraging Sailor Moon retorts...
Break it down in a way it hasn't been broken before...
Before every performing on forums, I was opening doors
Locked from the outside, had to make an entry point...
Taking down The Void, boy - it's sounding like a Sentry joint.
Their elementary ploys... school's over.
Your battalion got like, two soldiers.
Not enough to smooth over this dilemma, at hand.
Oh yeah, R.I.P to any Melle Mel fan...
Great way to light fuel to the fire for an Eminem Stan.
This is enemy land... it's restricted to its quarters, it can never expand...
Kill the user off of forum raps, n' then he gets banned...
Like a bot... Chef of the game, n' I'm playing with a nicer pot.
Sprinkle the corpse with Fettu', then put the spice on top..
Nigga's the type to pop all sorts of shit, if they're ANON.
I say they're gone...
This isn't even a level playing field that we're playing on
This is a detonating bomb...
This is fluctuations in meditation, pulling you out of state of calm...
Iron Guerilla warfare, you're feeling the weight of Khan...
Drop classics like fallen anvils, for y'all to stand still..
A giant spray can of RAID panned on your anthill...
Watch you insects die when the heat intensifies...
Why they jumping through hoops to pencil lies?
Reign Man, forecasting a hurricane on these mental tides... are you ready to swim?
A tenacity more revered than The Meg's presence, n' then we begin.
Fell back for a minute, I was letting you win.
Codename: nerve - always been under the enemies skin.
Forever akin to the apex predator, bodies floating up rivers...
This is for the beginners...
Uphill trajectory change for those expecting the range of the best
Those still-projections, are strange.
Lost souls - I'll be willing to take your flesh, in exchange.
Even as the conduit, my reflection remains
Among the higher echelon, lexicon throws their best in the flames...
God-body n' y'all probably just watching it happen..
From miles away; you were not in the action...
While we're on the topic, the passion I got has me fastened
squarely in the driver seat - crotch rocket assassin
Any of that garbage talk, quickly dropped, in the trash bin.
Motor mouth, running on E, so, they thought they would gas him...
To another world, well, one punch will knock 'em off of his axis.
Even Mr.Miyagi had Daniel-saan wash before practice...
Living rent free in their head, with a concierge n' VIP property access.

[Celph Taut]

Sitting on top the synapsis...
Lock horns off forums if they wish to take it that way, I'm cool with it.
Sub Zero, if the duel's legit...
Diarrhea at the mouth when they lose their shit
I'm here to take down crews, no matter who you with
Been around since 02', so I knew that only a few is equipped
Bring 'em to Latveria - prove that Doctor Doom exists
I don't know what I'd be doing if I wasn't doing this
Probably something to do with computer chips
Floating on momentum, like moving ships
Dreaming in color, voyage on lucid trips
Rock a crucifix, performing a séance over acoustic kicks
Before taking a trip back, to dispatch.
All over the place, it's feeling like a mismatch
Jigsaw, working with big traps and sepia tone filters, for gym snaps
"Get my good side", you'd need a 3D printer..
My workload full circle, no CD spinner.
How about tape decks? On the highway of life, ain't no break checks
Harder than last time, Dr. Greg on a weight bench
I can break it down, 'till it make sense
I guess you were nickel and diming... what,
I got to take you back to school for a simple assignment?
Shit is all good in the classroom, until the principle chimes in...
So, hit me up if you got something to say...
It may be recess, but my knuckles don't play...
You're uncomfortable, aye? Well, stop talking about pistols
'coz being bullied at lunch was the only time you were 'dumping the tray'...
Cut from a different cloth...
Devil In A New Dress. You see the zipper it's slipping off
Mikhail Kalashnikov of this shit, it is legit embossed...
Fists akin to a nuclear missile launch.
A game too big for these written fonts, so God Mode
If you believe in the religion... then concede, into submission.
How would you have the drive if you keep bleeding the ignition?
Bite the hand n' you might get banned...
This is a shot in the dark for my rifle fans...
If you are not up facing your life demands, step inside of a rocket
and tell me where you would like to land?
Online typing despite the stans; bigger sucks than the Dyson brand
... with their short sighted comments. Oh, you have insight?
Saying you have a chance? Full of air - hammer pants.
Shot for shot, wherever the camera pans... see you airlifted, into an ambulance...
How's that for an aerial view?
Zombie Michael Jackson, outside your window, staring at you.
As you drop raps you can write Robert Munsch characters to
You caricature, you. You'd swear there's empirical view to carry your tune.
Nah, I don't think so. You played props.
Cables frayed in your circuitry, sprayed with Purple rain drops
Deranged thoughts, plaguing my head. Man, I know I'm cynical.
Driving me insane, yet they don't know where I'm finna' go
Aside from the edge of a cliff. Prescribed me these pills n' they said it's legit.
Lightbulb is on, but these headaches don't quit..
Whatever came to fruition, I made it tradition
Even when they tried to stop me from portraying my vision
Celph 2.0 - here's the latest edition
Came online, while the proprietors were updating the system
Plug me into the main frame...
20 years later, I got gray hairs, but the same name.
I look at it, how I witnessed the game change. Styles adapt...
Jigsaw, sitting out of the trap.
Had the presents of mind, so, now it's a wrap.
Going on vacation, and I only got an hour to pack.
When you reach my age? Body breaks down, but the fact...
of the matter is your knowledge evolves, if you nourish it...
Observing every word as if it is the power
Keeping the furnace, lit...
But most of y'all rappers, you don't deserve to spit.
Unless it is to spit shine my trophy case...
Cold as Ma$e in the day; even a Dementia-patient when know its place.
I don't embrace politics by those who speak ignorantly.
Those who wish to use their platform to be bigger than me....
I may be bias, but these punches land, indiscriminately.
You in it to be the head honcho.
I'm in it solely for writing, however, don't let this lead cost you.
Have to take out a loan.
Tried to segue from the bridge and go straight for the throne.
As far as killing the agents will go?
It will take forever for them to leave the matrix, alone.
It's a steep price to pay when you're taking on clones.
Trying to live off the grid, as data is coming straight from your phones
Even with the sim card removed...who you hiding from?
Can't think out the box if you're still living inside of one.

[Celph Taut]

Stick and jab, get hit with a freaking pad
The size of this shiv I have....
And that's enough to drive you insane.
It's anatomical, how the bombs explode, inside of my brain.
To try to explain what's going on would be basically like flying a plane
with zero experience, so there it is... don't crash...
That drive you have? Got no gas - how do you expect to go past?
The fire you supposedly have in you, won't last...
Set off in inferno that's igniting your own stash...
Feel the anger and fury of Walter White... highly exalted, like
Copywrite in his peak... the kind of mystique
That mystifies the audience as he rhymes on the beat...
Naysayers speak harshly on 'em, but won't try to compete...
Bring the chapel walls down to societies feet
The apocalypse, Bishop shots break down walls, leading to providence.
Neurons firing off and its circuitry, as they mock their gifts...
Stalwarts of the First Class, Professor X as a monument..
Red Dawn, feel the God of its prominence, raising obelisks
Your training program is not enough...
Had to shoot off on the teacher, full circle, yelling bottom's up...
Pale faces that attempt to deny, everything that exists to the identity representing their pride
In a confrontational way, will never be as suspenseful as I.
The I that sees through the looking glass...
Whom paid a debt that they took, in cash
The fish in the ocean, finding the hook, at last...
If life works in mysterious ways?
My only question is, then, what the mirror will say?
Shards of glass cutting deep in the soul...
I reach to the road, progressive yet keeping a toll...
What's the machinery seeking the code?
Even if it's written down, there isn't enough satire in the world that will lift him now
He needs a intervention - it fits his style.. ya know, the moniker that
Once felt somber and now compliments his comical rap?
Trade blows in exchange for an understanding
to the paved roads on our way to this man-made gold...
Sell it for whatever its current market value is
Showering down content on those whom envelop power trips
Wouldn't speak it, if I weren't proud of this...but I am
Once I hit that browser, it's me on my "mega Bowser" shit...
Transcend time... focusing on every words as my hands "can Zen" lines..
Give you a tranquility, that...
Ticks every box that you got on your ability map
Rosa Parks died, but our mentality is still in the "back"....
Ace Rothstein watching Casino buildings, collapse..
The empire crumbles, but you get to keep your feelings "Intact"...
Capture scenes inside of your manufactured dreams
Voice projections muddled through a quartet, to mask the "screams"...

[Sammy]

unravel the seams
stitch by stitch, let a bitch scream
i'm sick of the scene
if you aint talking shit, its a battle or team
i've lost my passion it seems.
peace Celph, i see Cyph alum still dominant. breeds
of thorough bred, drafting a mean
pack of obscene rap from the deeds

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Word, Cypher Alum' still here... have 'em factor the keys...
Jurassic degree of terror. Out the bushes, with the raptor fatigues...
Like, check me out... ice on the neck; come see what Gretsky 'bout...
Give you a new smile with the pen, we go the Pesci route...
And we're poking holes in your theory, before you go near me
Don't need a Rated R advisory to know that we're scary
We're talking heads spinning backwards, projectile vomiting from...
Every side of the room, as you're commenting, son.
Got both these hands, but I'll only use my non-dominant one...
See these fists in a scuffle. Get hit, you're in trouble.
Glasses on? And I still have no problem "swinging on you", like a promiscuous couple..
I'm saying, you'll catch these hands the same way you catch the bus
Snatch your little necklace up off your throat, if you step to us
Then wear it like it was mine.. my neck will probably go green...
Panoramic view, know these shots are getting the whole team
See the load screen buffering, you're suffering the after effects
You're talking about your math, but I bet you never even factored us, yet.
Well, allow me to introduce ya... this is school, with the ruler.
Your instructor; codename: Mr. Miyagi...
Imhotep of this rap shit, they just give me a body...
Then I live in it, probably.
Flex on money, you won't need to know if this is a robbery.
This is the hitch pitch that they giving to Gottfried.
Sammy comes on the head of your family, son.
No need to divide it, there only can be one.
Even if there's you... get split in two... see both sides of yourself
inside of each different room...
If you see those 4 walls closing in, it's a tomb.
Write here lies... then insert your lying ass name..
Flyer than Delta airlines, while you're inside a crashed plane
What's the black-box info saying? Hear it stuttering-out...
North rap foundation, but certainly get love in the south..
That must mean something, right?
Drop raps on a beat, n' watch the hi hats come to life...
Fusion dance on your music, sans-serif fonts if you're too advanced.
I do advance on your army, doing a tune from France
To Germany, if there's a kernel of truth from every word you free
I'd see it popping already... but it's stale, mate.
Can't draw a conclusion when every caption is jail-bait...
Hard to grow up wit' that Peter Pan mentality...
you're rooted in, but a thousand keys usually does it for me
Like a label artist that's counting streams...
Keep Colleen Ballinger from around your teens...
Before you have to deal with the controversy and surrounding memes...

[Celph Taut]

Word, cypher alum' on you trifling bums... we've might have become
The only reason for y'all to log onto this site, 'cause for one
The numbers are dwindling... yet we've been serving up orders,
Summoning Wimbledon... Stone Mason the game while y'all stumble and fidget in...
Crumble positioning, stand there as it falls to the ground...
Whole foundation cracks n' gives way to the walls that surround...
But it ain't too late to apologize, now.
All of you clowns in the same boat, with water around. Feeling hollow, then drown.
Ain't no life preservers left, these words connect
in the same vein as a servers desk.... finished the main plate, then the desert is next...
You never learned to text, basically feeding it through...
Say your book smart, yet, you have trouble reading the room...
So, we can assume you ain't as smart as you say
Part of the way I rap is how I garnered the praise...
Even though the bar became harder to raise,
My head was above water before I started the waves
Watching the institution resort to treating us like modern-day slaves...
Break the skull with the trajectory of a Tyson punch...
Write a bunch of shit off the top, then put the nice ones up...
Body will hit the ground, then the lights go up...
Fully loaded semi, yet you still get hit with the rifle-butt, just like a punk...
Kids ain't prepared... call you a bitch, as they sit in a chair
On Adam22, then go viral for catching fists, on the air
Then go back a week later for another 15 seconds of fame...
Shit, I guess it's a game. These dudes, trying to get their acclaim.
Me and Aries spears treat our hecklers the same...
They step in here spraying that salt? Then a verbal assault is going to "pepper" their brain.
It's that simple. Shit on rappers, rocking the ex-lax symbol..
You know it's a wrap, as soon as that clashed cymbal.
Your ear drums will pop, n' blood will come rushing out...
Your mom opens your bedroom door like, "What is the fuss about?"
Lot a fish in the sea - I got a couple trout...
You wouldn't know the price of fame when it comes to clout
I had the world in my palm back when Pimp C use to run the south
That's centuries ago. My pencil's the soul proprietor of schooling y'all elementary hoes
And I still smack your face to put your bird beak back in place...
Crossed the finish line, n' only ran half the race...
Invade your privacy like, "I don't care if you're lacking space"
I got your girls ass, embraced.
Her ass is so big that she's rocking jeans with an elastic waist...
That was too much. But I can be Jason Luv for y'all Adam22 cucks...

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That's new bucks... they can't afford the attire...
Bored, my desire is more former Esquire
That means tailor-made, as I beat the breaks off...
The car you arrived in... might as well go home,
those flows ain't up to par with this climate...
Pardon this rhyme-smith, all-stars - like Vince Carter designed it
I know you got an army, but I'll drop a bar to body your privates
And even your insubordinates...
Give you a live grenade to go and sit in the corner with; this is Christopher Dorner shit.
Cords legit strangle you, out in the woods... no mountain is good...
Enough to protect you from this weapon, son.
I call it codename: "Convent" - it is next to none/Nun...
And I got some storage with extra guns...so, it is best to run...
Ain't a hole deep enough for a priest to hear your confessions from... so keep quiet, and wait.
Ben Shapiro on The Daily Wire: don't even try to debate...
Don't even try to escape... run my car through the opening of the mansion, as you are tied to the gate..
Dropping crazy lines, you know how many times they put me inside of restraints?
Too many to count... sign on the bottom line, then rob you for any amount.
I mean any dough... seem friendly, though strange when this pen's in tow...
If there isn't a spot at the top left, I won't let 'em know.. give 'em hope...
Jimmy Iovine with these hands, and you're running in the scope/Interscope
So many shots to your ribs, 'till your liver's broke...
Then go the extra mile n' slit your throat...
You think this shit's a joke 'till your floating in a river bed, with a note...
by you (Bayou), that reads like a proverb, in other words, you have "missed your boat"...
Your no Gary Coleman, but you will suffer from Different Strokes...
Trying poly with me... honestly, b. Bomb on them - prime Muhammad Ali...
Trust me, it will take nothing for these hands to get to you
Weaving like a civic, on spoon engines, driven by Hector's crew...
Oh yeah, the flow is delectable... An omen to wreck a hoe...
So go 'head and bet some dough... I rolling some bread, for show...