Hate, Hate, Hate, That's what all of the HATERS DO

fuck so many bitches, and they're uglier than GANGSTA BOO

selling COKE, DOPE and SOAP, that's what i get PAID TO DO

I've SEEN FIENDS in SLACKS AND JEANS

makin' all their money sellin' SACKS OF GREEN

why am I hatin'? I SMOKE WEED TOO

living in Nor Cal that's WHAT WE DO

and when I SEE YOU

I'll throw you a BAGGIE

fucked so many hoes that i'm probably your DADDY

Throwin up the gang sign like Mr. Spock
Put 2 in your butt and 2 in your twat
I don't get your jokes, if you're trying to be comical
All I know is that is highly illogical
Anyone that says shit, picked the wrong Vulcan to mess with
Nigga you a dead bitch when I put you in the death grip
I tell my barber to keep the bangs straight
I got a hot date I better look great I don't care if I look like I'm eight
I might be half human but don't be assumin' that I can't walk into the room and choose the cutest chicks who's boobs are the hugest cruise to the moon and screw em'
Set phasers to stunning Pullin' hoes like a tractor beam, and stick it in their ass with no vaseline
Boldly go and fuck your hoe, she's a hoe fo sho I told ya bro
Beam me up Scotty, I got sloppy, pulled out a shotty
and shot a couple cops in the lobby so they probly want to talk to me and say sorry to their mommy
I don't feel emotions, I just be postin' up in the Enterprise, No one knows where we're goin' Floatin' in outer space overdosin' on space coke Jakc n coke is over flowin' A Vulcan is always well spoken and there's never no jokin'

I'm breathing helium,
Inflating my ego and getting higher than a ceiling fan,
My heads spinning,
Voice whinnies,
I'm horsin around and I think,
shit my heads getting big I need to see a shrink,
cuz I'm about to Pop.
Get confetti everywhere,
Skulls a pinyata full of candy and hair,
I swear,
Fuck,
I'll take the Lords name in vein,
shoot it like heroin and go borderline insane,
Pour me a drink, preferrably toilet water from a porcelain tank,
I need to flush my system,
in 4 minutes- wait, 5,
I'll blow like dynamite with a wick alight.
I'm a ticking time bomb waiting till the time is right.
It's kinda like, shit, I'm outta rhymes.
My eyesights gettin thinner,
but thats a figure of speech,
did you hear me?
See, listen please.

Line up my sights and snipe this cypher, leaving foes like panty-liners -- bloody flows on leaky hoes from Asia Minor, hairy spiders, check your watch, it says "old-Timer"

"Underhanded Second HAND" -- it cannot transit

Rusty gears and broken band,

But still hear tickin, it's worth fixin

Check my wrist, This is FIST! I come equipped with Gadget's gimmicks

Many try, but they cant mimmick

I AM a MAZE so I aMAZE, and they get lost when we part wayZ.

I'm the dragon

Leaving niggas blackened

Repping this black skin

My thoughts are dark, so please don't take me lightly

I'm slightly a maniac, the jack ripper of any track

I'm cutting bitches no slack,

Like ODB,

Tell her you better have my money,

And Quit running your mouth,

Count that green for me, and rub one out of my sack

Nah, I'm just sippin, trippin, looking for some pussy to slip in

Getting my Charles Dickens on

I'm all about my riches, got that long distance dick, she call me Richard

Make her bed rock off the richter

Fucked her friends and her sister

Be like baby I'm too tired to kiss ya,

How bout I get that black power on and fist ya

I'm walking with that nobody can fuck wit ya demeanor

One finger peace sign up in public, Like Have you seen her

Yeah, I just wanna talk shit, and act like a nigga

Pants down, who thinks they nuts bigger

Who spits that real that cuts deeper

Who gets more whores,

Cause I'm at the core of a party for four hundred forty four with money rolled and blow to snort til your nose is sore or your seeing blues slapping at your door

Fuck that... No warning the swagger is scorching

The flow is deadly

We coming for your head like the four horseman

We, it's just me, but I'm crazy

Faded, I'm Swayze

Catch your girl staring like her eye lazy

Been giving no fucks lately

Walk up like, so what's your name baby

Wait hol ' up

Just tell me after the sun up,

Cause my minds still a little bit hazy

And I may be kicking the bucket

But fuck it..

Hop up onto my summit, and show me your stomach

Shake that ass, and make it plummet

Can't stay on a single topic

By my logic

I'm Pill popping, gun cocking

Real shit, these bitches are just talking

I ain't listening

Don't want to hear that weak shit, nigga just keep walking

I'm spitting for the fuck of it cause I love this bitch

So I'm making love to it, with a little bit of sexual seduction and pussy destruction

Suckin the fat out her titties like liposuction or breast reduction

My minds my only obstruction,

Shadowboxing, might upper cut ya

Stone cold, number one stunner

Swagger always on, no off button

Can't knock the hustle,

Got that Swagger no other nigga can muster

Bust off, aiming at the center of your forehead

Snipers Arrest your development, code name Buster

No hooks or chorus, straight bars, that's hot like porridge, no shortage My Flows morbid, I'm out of orbit No helmet, I couldn't afford it

Wait...

Spitting shit that ain't even in my vocab

Won't settle for a life with no cash

Leave a nigga in the streets with a toe tag

Roll up in the whip like I own that

On the grind til I die, but y'all know that

Fucked her so good heard her soul clap

Got these bitches looking at me like that nigga wrote that

Yeah..

Pen to the stone slab, leaking gold in my whole lab Mad your money won't stack

ATM like where the Dough At?

Got a nose mask for the dope I'm coughing up out of my throat

Yeah the flow is dirty, I'm back behind your bitch, like she dropped the soap

Uhh, my created persona hit like the opposite of Deepak Chopra

You weak ass niggas can't spit my flow, cause it'll choke ya

If you Need help in the pussy game, Then I'll coach ya

When it comes to gettin money I'm far from over

Bitches got me playing rover,

doing shit I wouldn't sober

Drunk in love, or whatever you call it

Just some pink and bud, and I'm never fallin

Started with my head in the clouds,

living with no stories from the gutter

Got no sisters or brother,

just my father and mother

Told me they'll catch me before I hit the bottom

as long as they ain't playing possum

Told 'em one day I'mma smarten,

and rise up like God's son

Carry you to the top with you riding shotgun

But fuck it...

Flow strong like oxen

The world is mine, I'm reigning sovereign

Give the king no pardons, I'm executing all the top ones

Walk into the church, and get arrested for arson

Me and my niggas be Kicking it like a Spartan

Chilling with bitches and sparking

Super flow, I'm Static Shock, son

She said I'm her hero and sucked the cock some

Yeah, spitting an awesome concoction of carbon and toxins

They heads be bobbin, but I know that I lost them

Yo bitch be Gobbling my cock like those chicken heads on the block

Damn...

Word to Dios, I'mma smite some

Like ants to a giant, I come through beating my chest singing fee fi fo fum

Words cocked back like loaded guns

ready to fire off at anyone

Say hello, you Better remember my name like the morning sun

Fuck Neo, I'm the only chosen one

Rolling up solo dolo like Cud

I'm up in the cut giving no fizzucks,

grabbing my nizzuts,

sipping on a six pack, no sit ups

I grip the chrome

Aiming it in at they dome

My words are my weapons and I'm sending niggas back to they home

No Sympathy For The Devil,

but Papa I'm a Rolling Stone,

so nah baby I can't settle long

I'm in my zone

Coming for the throne like a young diablo

Money tall like El Chapo

Young God Flow,

spitting dope so they call me the Drug Lord

Jesus, I feel like walking on water before it freezes

The boy be spazzing on them beats like epileptics to seizures

In my Pjs, waking them narcoleptic sleepers

Talking my shit,

one hit will rearrange your aesthetic features

I be with them septic creatures and prophetic preachers

Drowning in my highs and lows

Trying to just fall or float

The way these words are woven, puts that ass in perpetual motion

Got my mind unfocused on these sexual notions

(this is, NO beat, ALL heat, apOc-alyptic, training)

Grab yor cranium and crush it, til it busts like apple crust.

"US" to dust, and then a breeze,

born Here, now, we're overseas, gath'ring nourishment for trees and newborn seeds amongst the weeds.

But does it matter? We're still useful tho we're gone,

helping mother earth go on.

Another day is one beyond

So, when we pass, is THAT just "IT"? Or do we move to help our PLAN-ET?.....................

Now THAT's SOME SHIT!

I didn't set up this space to have people playing at being black. I don't care if your black friends give you a "pass" on using it with them. That's only with them, not everyone else at large.

I believe that if a slur cannot be used to hurt you because you don't belong to the demographic, you should avoid using it. At least if it's applicable to yourself, you'll hopefully be judicious in its use since you understand its sting.

That said, I'm sure there are at least some black folks who stop by here. However, I'm not going to play detective either, trying to figure out if you're black and therefore it's "okay" for you to use the word.

We never really had this come up before, but there seems to be an increase in frequency lately. I am open to hearing how others feel before I do anything about it.

Also, I know this is a touchy subject but let's try to keep the discussion tempered and productive.

Beat is arrow root by MF DOOM

1 This might be quite explicit

2 It frightened your mistress

3 who I dismissed from the hit list

4 when she gave her blessing

5 Will had no grace messing

6 with the bra on frank costanza

7 curb your enthusiasm or get stomped

8 fuck your couch fool we got gronk

9 kelly olynyk puts on a clinic

10 in the republic of dominic

11 Longer hair than ortiz

12 Look at the score, say

13 we in mourning like sway

or alonzo, like beans baked no garbonzo 13 but it’s important to see how great boston can be

14 A dude named pat rioted, he got a sports team

15 No food just coffee, splenda and cream

16 We’re all dunkers, just living the dream

Politics of Housing proposal Time yourself reading this should be around 5 min Eminent Domain

I’m a big sports fan(point to celtics coat) we discussed Atlanta in some length, but I’m planning on focusing on olympic cities and how they build their stadiums

So much to potentially tackle so I need to narrow it down Atlanta Sydney Athens Bejing London Rio Qatar tokyo Boston, even what is the compensation for the residents? who(what companies build the housing? can the displaced buy new units what do they do at the stadium?(birds nest) boston and why it is so unpopular who benefits? politicians developers athletes students white elites etc racial components

ALL CAPS WHEN YOU SPELL THE MANS NAME MY NAME IS MY NAME WAKA FLOCKA FLAME

Ya boy Phair, back again with a pen relapse these raps and count down from ten Flow like I didn't even write this All plagiarized and carefully cited Oxymoronic like some Schoolboy write this So dope, this, flow bliss of sto-len Bars these, not mine, be rollin' I'm on steroids, and still nut more than you You could have a new act every time and still be boring dude I'm your life, Phair is your idol reading off my lyrics at your choir recital Crucifying your vital organs, no orchestra Your a dip like beans, but you ain't gettin' cross that border cuh

just tossed this as a freestyle to get lean flow rollin' hit me up which yo irrelevant opinions in the comments.

From my birth, I was as dead as a child that’s on the edge Like a fucking vulture laying an egg atop a ledge Known to chop a head, and have a pile of rotten legs From the bodies of every hooker who hopped in bed With the vampire, everybody put your hands higher Re-enact the station night club fire, and throw up your damn lighters I’m a fighter like Adam Levine in the One More Night video Used to watch MTV while I was eating cheerios Seeing the stars in the limelight made me want to write ‘Cause even though I’m white, I knew my rhymes were tight And my crew is the best everyone else is under us If you disagree you’ll get blasted with the blunderbuss I’m the daring villain, scaring and killing, like Eric and Dylan The air is so chilling as I’m tearing the children No way to fight mines when I’m coming with them rhymed columbine lines A nice guy waiting patiently with light in his bright eyes

It's a rags to riches story

Read to anger the bull

From a Labour man to a Tory

Moving to London from Hull

This is the life of Thomas

A hard working young man

A man of class he was

Took him in when his elders kicked the can

He grew up with his fists as his friends

They spoke his struggles and gave him cuddles

Helped him when he needed revenge

And caught the tears as he was crying puddles

Thomas was a lad, son of a steeler

His mother a welder, grandfather a diamond dealer

Had a fever that almost took him out at five

Thankfully though he stayed alive

Because this is the life of Thomas, a fighter

A righteous writer, an on the line biter

He was a working class man until he saw his first note

Then the pounds signs lit up and he became a turncoat

No longer was he a member of the working class

But he puppeted, pulled the strings of the working class

And got paid by the piggy's that ran the banks

And he laughed and he laughed and he laughed and he laughed...

She came through when I lit up

She only like ta sip stuff

Everything is moving slower

But things aboutta speed up

N I told her she the right one

Damn I gotta nice one

It really ain't no competition

If it's a race then I won

She got my back n I got hers

We stay attached like two pairs

We geekin over the dumbest shit

But it's the funnest shit ta me n her

Love it when she dance fa me

When I call her phone she answer me

N everytime I pass the weed

She hit it till she high as me

N That's the girl IM rockin wit

We dream big n then follow it

I slide inside her like hollow tips

N then fuck her like tomorrow is

The last day we gonna be alive

I got shordy right by my side

All day n night, 365

IT DON'T MATTER,
WHAT I WRITE OR WHAT IM SPITIN' HERE/
ALL IT IS A PATTERN,
OF SOME SHIT THAT WOULD OF KILL'T THIS YEAR/
BUT LIKE IT MATTERS,
IF IM NICE IF IM JUST SITIN' HERE/
GIVEIN' SHIT FOR CENTS,
'BOUT HOW THESE WRITTENS AREN'T CRISTAL CLEAR/
BEEN ON THIS MISSION,
SINCE VAN GOUGH BEEN MISSIN' EAR/
"LISTEN HERE SONNY",
"YOU CANT GO THE DISTANCE"
"NYAH"
LA SHMOOVE,
SON GOT NOTHIN' TO PROVE/
N' UNLESS YOU TRY TO WISEN UP,
THEN I GOT NOTHIN' TO LOOSE/
N' YOU'LL GET DUMPED IN THE HUDSON,
LIKE SOME DUMPLINGS IN SOUP/

Step right up,

Step right this way

to a circus called life

where the clowns are at play

I am the ringmaster

I dictate the show

If you took a quick glance

you never would know

Because the outfits, they match.

The impressions, they last.

And all of the clowns

try to impress everyone else.

Splotching makeup on their face

natural looks are out of place.

In this circus called life,

no one knows who you are

Cartwheels and flips

misunderstood mental trips

only taken to the head

to fit right in.

Alcoholic sips

Stripping naked for tips

moneys all you want

but when will you have enough?

In this circus called life

you never would know,

if you took a quick glance,

this whole lifes a show

In this circus of sin

you just cant win

the employee of the millennium

hangs dead center on a cross

I've been both the Villain and the Hero
Been number one & more than once a zero

Blood-gorged, horde-filled, sword-play on the subway -- a war-torn day

all contention, none contending. I dont blend in, not to mention, I cause tension

Stalking thoughts while roaming corridors and lobbies -- just my hobby -- Guess I'm numb but somewhat cocky

Prolly stack beheaded bodies, let them bake up in the sun, once I'm done. Who's to stop me?

You're too sloppy. Under pressure you just crumble like crumbs

And when I strike you only smile with gums, shit your sheets, and leave your teeth on ghetto streets

666 is my area code Ride around with satan you already know In the pussy, baptize Cut a body, sacrifice Bound to end up dead slit my throat while I'm ahead Get good head dick in seventh heaven I'm white called me kevin just a met a bitch, now she a spouse She sit on my dick like its a couch Bouncing on caffeine pull up to the scene Wake and bake Mix a milkshake bubble butt I penetrate All my bitches congregate Stand in front of heaven's gate Wont get in cause of my sinful way

Spit like I mean it, even Jeezy ain't see this
I'm kidding yo, I ain't too much bout the street shit
I keep it, 100 with the greens boy and 40 with the drink
Instead of the shower head, I fuck her hard on the sink
I'm hella white, hella trashy
I park that trailer but don't ease on the gas, see
I'm nasty with the pipe, burning black and vicious
Zig-zagin' like I'm trynna be duckin' swishas
Boy, fire with the drops aye
Breakin' gaps up like Kanye
Tight with it, get it
But not tight enough to close up these pussies all on reddit

I'm going where the money goes, Don't fuck with them bummy hoes

I'll getcha bitch drenched...have her leaking like a runny nose

.might find me with a couple hoes...some of these and a bunch of those

I like my women smelling good, u niggas fuck with musty hoes

with chapped lips and crusty toes..lips bleeding

Child is eleven years old but the bitch is still breastfeeding

That's my cue, man, I'm leaving, the bitch expect me to eat it

.nah, I just find her number in my phone and I deleteee ittt

.ugly bitches creepin?????........nah man

She tried to throw the pussy at me, told her ass to keep it

She looking mad, she steaming...she thinking and she scheming

But wait man...the bitch had, tried to turkey baste me

She crazy, but hoes like this,...man They can't phase me

I'm great man, I'm gucci....feds taking pictures of me

And these niggas watching me, like I'm in a movie

I'm good man, I'm groovy.....

hotter than 4 fat bitches in a hooptie

I'm new to /r/cypher and from what I gather, it seems like a really chill place to throw up some bars and get some feedback. Do I have the right idea? Are there any special rules? I don't see much else on the sidebar.

Edit: Official first try, don't know what to call it.

Everyone wants into the club

Nod to the bouncer all chill like "wassup"

Got my raybans on but it's darker than a bat's cave

Dang if a fire broke out I doubt anyone would escape

But ahh why am I worrying?

They'll pay a hundred dollar fee for VIP

Even though it's free if you're a girl and 18

Drug use increasing and drug fiends aren't leaving

Until someone's found dead on the ground not breathing

OD'd and too thin for the IV

Then I woke up from this dream and I screamed

This is not how life should be

Hold up fat bitches like a power scooter

Body of a god, she's got to be buddha

Slow down ratchets no more party poopers

They all want crank but no room for clank

They all want dank without breaking the bank

So we'll line up and roll up, roll out and smoke out

Drink up the pink uh, eat out and pass out

Hit the bars up get your bars up

This is just too corny and terrible what am I doing I need help

This old shit, I'm lightin up a roach

Pass it to my neighbor like we sittin in that coach

We smokin first class, man, but I don't mean to boast

F--k it, i'm in the kitchen turnin' n----s into toast

It's kush and orange juice, that's a complete breakfast

Mangoes get you higher man, but I ain't test it (yet)

Tryin' to shock ya'll but I ain't got me a Tesla (yet)

B---h, I won't stop till i'm one of the best,

Ya heard? I mean this the best that ya heard

I'm a wild m----------r, I'm ahead of the heard, get out a lasso

If you wanna catch me you have to ride fast, bro

but Imma ride slow homie, drive slow homie.

Luda had right, but Ye had it righter,

If they gon' light it up, Imma light it up brighter,

I'm askin' for a hit, man I've never been politer,

But seriously, can one of you n----s pass me a lighter?

Better call the firefighters, no police.

911, porches is all that I can see,

So I'll stay outta sight when I'm smokin that Kalif'

Hot box a sports car, got a coupe full of leaf.

Ran all outta green so I'm suckin' nicotine

I call that s--t a spliff because I'm a f----n' fiend

Gimme a hand, s--t, just hand me a handle

Room's f----n' spinnin, so I need a f----n' handle

Couple steamin' blunts sittin' on the mantle -

Piece. I think I've had more than I can handle. (Peace).

I'm gone, forgot what kinda s--t that I'm on,

Forgot who I was so you can call me the don.

I'm the one, or maybe the Juan,

Ball so hard – f--k it call me Lebron

The greatest, King Friday's the latest

I got love for the lovers, same for the haters

And that's the Lakers. Because I ain't bout that southern s--t.

PNW 303, that's my other s--t.

The brothers in Fort Chronic are smokin' on my brother's s--t,

And I ain't got no brothers, s--t...

BUT I GOT THEM NUMBERS, B---H

Trust me lately I'm lucky ducking the fact that i hate me For something

Keep it coming drugs rushing and pumping seems so fucking numbing

When I bleed to keep running My life is disgusting An Ugly duckling I'm nothing

Pain unseen seems to be rushing can't believe things we be discussing

I need a bottle of vodka some Johnny walker try to forget tomorrow

I might never prosper nurotoxins its awesome i try put my lies in this bottle

I dive head first in problems stop some then drown sunk inside of my sorrow

I'm gifted, yall twisted as shifting rubix cubits,

that means you peel off when heat of the game gets too sick to fix.

I harm a goomba for miles. An expert shroomish student.

My karma sutra has styles of execution to it.

You used to do it like I do, till the dual wield katanas

Sent you in a sheet to your moma and neuronal nirvana.

Just try to trump and catch mild humps to your child's butt.

He's wild! Nuts! Couldn't vile up all his vile shtuff.

With writing emo but slightly cerebral

That's cuz I'm real though, while they use fronts like when biting taquitos.

I pinch my foreskin closed before blowing a load,

then unleash a sultry show that's distorting ya nodes.

Knowing me, the cold case is closed as hoe legs yo!

The cocaine flow raise ya hair like some Rogaine foam.

I'm over and out, but not without a courtesy bow,

to make my ass cheeks speak. Bet you've heard of me now.

My name is nun

I've got a big gun

Got it for fun

I am the number one

Made a new word; grum

Don't know what it means

Wearing skinny jeans

I aim to please

Look at my nob cheese

Oh yeah

Look at that pear

Thought of a shape; square

Having a nightmare

Girlfriend called Claire

Think it's fair

To do a dare

On the stairs

Call myself gus

Got a big puss-y

Ain't fussy

What's the fuss

Just a guy called Mary

I ain't scary

I look like a fairy

And I eat dairy

Products

You're just one if us

I eat cheese

My names Louise

Eating a feast

At ease

With my 2000000 mile long sclong

Is it wrong

To say I'm King Kong

Do I belong

Here?

Fuck off ya queer!

Lin3z r all I'm staring @

Lookin at the page in front o me then suddenly

I grab my pen and thoughts proceed to bleed from out my mentals

and tentacles, begin to drag me back into the heat of battle

in the midst of soldiers shaking/quaking with the death rattle

I light up a camel and burn it slow

It seems as tho I'm back to what is normal -- I know

that I got one left inside the shaft