The AIM Cipher to end all AIM Ciphers (Probably) Formula and Eleete. .
Formula = Italicized
Eleete = Regular
THE ELEETE: Aight look, MC an I are here to spit on a keystyle cypher...
FormulaTN: Premiere writers, free while livened, our talents heightened like new tires
THE ELEETE: Startin spontanious fires on microphones, wit passion an desire...
FormulaTN: Personality flipping, to harmonies lifting spirits with words like choirs
THE ELEETE: Reality slipping, lost in translation...my mind is shifting while my brain is splitting
FormulaTN: On some David Blaine shit, you see rappers torn but no sign of the ripping
THE ELEETE: My saliva dripping as I hunger for more emcees to rape in front of the stage...
FormulaTN: Leaving fucks wondering how I painted "Last Supper"-like pictures with words on a page
THE ELEETE: Like a boiling rage, on a hot day I yurn to burn anything the fuck up...
FormulaTN: My bars are the sharpest so if you biting you liable to get your throat cut
THE ELEETE: So I must ask as an ELEETE, what's the true FORMULA of an MC?
FormulaTN: A message through song times dopeness + actual skills is the equation you need
THE ELEETE: So your basically...saying that "E" equals an "MC" squared?
FormulaTN: Kinda, but cheap plug, mE = everyMCsquared hits the streets this year
THE ELEETE: Haha excellent...now that class is dismissed...what woulda happened if we didn't exist?
FormulaTN: Shit, this game would be staggered N look pathetic like a drunk trying to piss
THE ELEETE: Sounds about right,
you aint speakin no lies,
hey look two of those words in my line incorporated a rhyme!
FormulaTN: Hah, this dude's trippin', but check my sinical system of rap living
I pass by MC's quicker than time do, so I capture 24 hours of winning
THE ELEETE: Trippin yea jus a lil...I drank some vodka, and a couple of riddles...
riddlin or however you spell it...I'm tryin to calm myself from bouncin off da walls an playin this fiddle...
FormulaTN: Damn, you coming from a whole 'nother direction, you need some time alone
So write some lines, find the right tone N be Elite on a fucking microphone
THE ELEETE: Fuck I am an ELEETE... I got an alias to prove it!
I move units back an forth to the flow as I take the mic an abuse it!
FormulaTN: I'm the Formula for the illest, believe I speak of the true shit
Truest of the Truest, truth is. .
I've been the truth so long I can finally say I have a True bitch
THE ELEETE: Damn are you sick!? You actually think my rhymes are stupid an foolish!?
You think I speak shit that should go to Punk an Alternative music!?
FormulaTN: Nah, if you Hip Hop then you straight, fuck other genres
I got this shit in my blood, the first with Rap karma
THE ELEETE: Ok coo I didn't mean to alarm ya...I guess I'm just buggin out...
Chillin right outside the base dorm rooms blastin Jump Around!...
FormulaTN: Haha, old-school, tell um to turn it up N feel the rhythm
Rhyme with wisdom, I'm the reason snakes have venom
THE ELEETE: Well I'm the reason bunnies fuck like jack- rabbits...
Cause any bitch that has two legs an some arms I'll stick my dick in em and stab it...
FormulaTN: Hold up, don't tell me you tryna become the next R. Kelly or Kobe Bryant
I bet if bitch tryna be defianant you rape um N make um compliant
THE ELEETE: Nah in that situation I think I'd just cut off their tongue...
Cause if the cats got it there no way in hell she could say something so dumb...
FormulaTN: LoL, ok duke, it's whatever, that's your perogative
Me ? The pen's my girl N everytime we go out it's positive
FormulaTN: let's finish this up. . 2 more lines a piece closing it
THE ELEETE: Aww man I was just havin fun...your saying its time to let go of it?
ok here goes....
Well I guess that's all folks...the next line makes this shit complete...
THE ELEETE: Oops I think I had one more line...were you waiting on me?
FormulaTN: We gave um a nice helping, always bring Good Times like the show do
Still have doubts after we out then we'll come back through N show you
Our talents are not matched, you can come correct but still leave wrong
Killing you lyrically, but shit, ya'll don't even know that I can kill you w/ a song
That's word, PzzP.
THE ELEETE: I wanna give a shot out to my boy Pen, Freeman, SMZ, my girl FanTa ZeE, Credz, Dev, Grisly Virtue, Timeless and a bunch of other peeps I forgot to mention!
THE ELEETE: LMAO! Leave that^ an this line lol
THE ELEETE: ^now that's some funny shit!^
FormulaTN: Shouts to my crew Instant, wogzta, Judge, LM, Timeless, all the other heads. . haters, haha, you fucks don't phase me, I'm doper than Eleete =), shouts to Penskittles, Dev, other open mic fuckers, payce !
THE ELEETE: Penskittles? Its PENSKILLET!!!!! An no ^he's^ not doper than me...he had to much to drink don't pay attention!
FormulaTN: He's in his imaginary world ^
THE ELEETE: Corrupted Visionz! Wattup!
FormulaTN: Fucka corrupted vision, I'm 20-20, sheeit.
