Keystyle Cypher!

and bag since you wanna be fly...

You could live in ghetto settings but never be in my presence ,
I drop cats like you like sugar ray while the first rounds present ,
Get em up! shake you down with a gun whole hood runnin ,
Have you catchin the holy ghost wit my mossburg hummin , oh lord!
You think this is ya show , you playin 20 dollar sack pyramid? ,
Like you snoop dogg or somethin on chronic , are you serious? ,
Sonny , I play the block I don't play no cookin or no pot shows ,
the only pot shows I arrived in was shaft when he had a hot Fro ,
I got the rock features , my body is like arnolds when he's on beaches ,
and I ball wit "The Rock's" features , I'm heavy as "triple beama's" (get it crack rock, the rock and triple beam?, nah you don't get it bag...lol too much stuff for you to analyze...)

Bag you try to talk to me about gin and juice , I should avoid ,
Your the enemy , slugs enters you and I run away with the toy ,
Bag , I press play on my boom box and then I listen to it crank ,
You intervene , come close to me and I bet you get shanked ,
If you talk trash to Soar Kaid , you'll get ya thoughts addressed ,
I'll get off the deck of my porch and lay you in a box correct ,
We aint to play on my moms cuz everyone of us got heaters ,
You put ya idea's against the grain and my gang will creep ya ,
Your worthless life is trash because of the hood , you can't cope ,
You think you can approach Kaid and live and not get smoked? ,
You know I'mma gangsta with a gun on my side like my dogs ,
Bag you facin death by a god that brings the heat and the fog

I just felt like dissing you 3 times. No reason. But really I wanted to get that fly stuff addressed that you put across. I just ripped you a new one in 3 ways. If its legal then why not?

It's cool bro don't take it personally were all here for the same reason it's just a bit of light hearted fun

But if it's legal why not? Because so is watching faggots fuck,
coincidentally I didn't know what 'kaid' meant so I had a look,
it stems from the Latin 'gaytus', well that backs that shit up,
like the plastic plug jammed so far up your ass it's stuck,
man that sucks that you want a man that sucks,
I mean it really doesn't have any impact on us, I just think it's sad and ironic you kept your passion tucked cos you didn't have the nuts,
Bringing up boxing, because, you know, sports n guys,
You're 'sugar ray when the first is present' cuz you watch, you know, all the time,
Seen every single bout, you know, more than twice,
Even though he had one rounders in 3 out of, you know, 40 fights,
tryna be manly ordering a fagacino drink in the diner,
like "Oh, no thankyou, I only like my cream in womens vaginas",
you can't change how you were born bro don't think it's a minus,
you can just say it, move on & we'll leave it be- a considerably safe distance behind us

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Originally Posted by Virbius

And if Bag ain’t do that, then I will...son.

Apologies in advance if this shit is ignorant,
But I gave your girl a “Senna”, I mean, a quick Brazilian.
You know the Wu-Tang track Icecream? Yeah? all day?
Well, that ain’t the same shit that applies to Soar bae. [sorbet]
She’d dry grass you out... you should hear what the [horse hay].
Listen here... she blows your balance like it interferes with inner ears when you’re in her rear til you’re in arrears, and...
Sure, you rock her world, and her world rocks yours...
I mean, Soar’s got his girl, and his girl’s got sores.
Ain’t know where that shit’s been, like “cryptocurrency”.
She’d trade all you’ve got for rocks. no Flintstones currency.
And since Bag seems to think this is his show currently,
I’ll put his carcass on the ropes, and that shit’s no puppetry.

@ Celph...
Where you at, Celph?

Compare my alpha wolf shit to your “Rover” approach...
Now you tryna play dead, I’mma go for the throat.

He told me that... based on my skill... he refused to believe I was new to the league.
I thought, aww, well ain’t that cute as can be? more compliments than one dude can receive,
Made me blush, all the blood running through from the knees, fucking, swooned in the breeze, and...

Shut the fuck up.

My self or Celph, which of us is rapping best?
The one without the ‘p h’, right? ...that’s the acid test.
And in that case, his result... hmm, well that’s an ‘f’.
I tried to be a nice guy and at least act impressed,
As rank’s addressed... left me mad perplexed...
As he sank in depth from a passive flex to this panicked, stressed, massive wreck,
From relaxed with pets and botanics sets, to sat depressed, prolly take off his tie to let me snap his neck,
Last words... ‘go on and do your duty’, like it’s Stannis death.
King with no dynastic spread, was he banished? fled?
To prove I’ve got no malice left, I’ll help him catch his breath;
As blood that bubbles from his lungs runs down the palace steps.

Your ongoing existence is some shit which I can’t condone, based on bars alone.
If I pass the zone of this bastard’s home, I’m leaving armoured drones disguised as garden gnomes.
More than a Dahmer clone, it’s an art to hone... sorry, I’m drama prone. I’ll leave a farting tone on his answerphone.
I’ll feed his dog his forefathers’ bones, til that bitch puts on half a stone, barks and groans.
This overkill, yo, for real, I’ll even leave his carcass owned.
This player putting up walls, I’m putting little people down to make a point: Carcassonne’d

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So, what was that... nearly two weeks before you decide to retort?
Nobody lied to you, dork. We're just not with the fake ideology that you try to support.
Yeah, we finally addressed the PM's, so I'll give you something to do...
I heard that regurgitated shit a million times, OF COURSE I ain't think you're somebody new!
... that wasn't a compliment. Based on what skill, Virb?
You're just rolling with the punches down that uphill curve.
Where as you're like "I like you're writing. I'm just playing"
that you dropped in your chat... now, please quote where I threw a compliment back???
Ohh, you ASSUMED... right, anybody have Luminol?
Cause that's only way I'm seeing him in a new light.
Tried to shine down on 'em, but it's too bright.
Left, he got anxious, came back, n' then gave his candle some new life.
Hold it over his head, have a 1 on 1 with the boom mic.
Then put him in a box... tell his ass that it's the "Zoom" site.
If skill was ranked on alphabet's going up, man, you're barely a A
You look excited for your 'casket', Virb... but, let's not get 'carried' away...
Like, shit, at least fight back... if we're detesting
what we have done... how in the world can you really feel comfortable, son?
A couple of puns... Carrot Top flow. Very awful.
There's a stock load, of shit that you clearly do not know.
Yeah... the war doesn't stop, even in the idle chat...
Style clash; your metronome don't even fit, outside of rap..
Now why's that your ego has seemed to grow legs...
and walk on the shore? I'll assure you, you haven't dropped anything to gain confidence for.
Lifeline... beep... beep... --- Won't even need to pop out the chord.
This battle was already over long before you even got on the board...
But here, you got an award.. for the most asinine response
Destroy Virb... leave nothing there, but a fractured line, of fonts.
PH line was cool, though - but I think I got it, now...
You'd know ALL about PH, considering most your shits have been 'watered' down
Where I am? 100 lines... sitting at the top of the pack...
Where you are? Google unpinned - can't even find your spot on the map.
I left, you drop more bars, feeling like you got your confidence back
I left for 3 days, you didn't drop for 6 when I popped in the chat!
Yeah, let's talk about that. Hypocrite. You don't know who you tripping with.
This 'boob' getting accidental exposure; that is a nipple slip
The mark of the beast is arson, at least... fire, boy.
You're inside a void. Try to built back up that pride that I've destroyed.
That's just the case facts. You're a waste, back
to having money dwindling down, Virb career looking like the Chase app

Speaking of, fuck that alpha wolf... this shit's an arena...
Take the alpha wolf, decapitate it, n' throw it in a pit of Hyenas...
Give 'em a breather, to boost morale... who's foul?
Clueless, while your ass-beating diet, makes you the loser - I'll...
Keep it a buck, you're weak and you suck...
Your puns keeping you up at night, suffer like a Wladimir klitschko punching strike.
What you write? Not impressed with. That is for starters...
Trying to sound 'mean' but dropping 'average', regardless...
But that's what happens when you don't have any targets...
You perception is built around what your reality harbours...
But wasn't thinking it through...
There's a link to the two. Meaning, you should of battled me, smarter...
But I'm not blaming you, I'm putting that on the time restraints..
The recreational artist, finding his lies to 'paint'....
There's a difference in being 'woke', and being wide awake...
Your pride can wait.... the grass is greener on the other side, but that's just to 'hide the snakes'
Don't want to share your history so you can find your place...
Among RapBattles veterans, to forget your outside mistakes...
Dog... this is fire power defying Bowser...
Don't have a life, outside your browser...
David dies, inside, as Goliath towers over the body...
I am by no means a pushover, Virb... despite what you wish to believe...
20/20 won't be the same resolution you 'envision' to see
Your little Taut puns you must think are cute, huh? - it isn't to me.
I support local restaurants - this ass kicking will be delivered, for free.
No deliver fee. Thinking this shit's in his 'genes'
But we 'reap what we sow', so, the 'fabric' of your existence, to me, slips through the 'seams'.
I can't imagine that much bullshit manifests as a physical being..
Let alone believes in it long enough to be kicking the keys...
But here we are... yeah, I ain't with the movement...
Needing quite the improvement... writing with you, is likened to trying stifle the blueprint...
There's nice [your PM] and being nice - you have no right to confuse it...
You're 'light', so I use it to light my dynamite and the fuses...
Word to the emperor... you got a temper, it's fizzling...
what a predicament... you took your 'shot' but it didn't turn out how you 'pictured it'
But it was instant... it's OK, there was no use trying to fool the brigade...
You were afraid... needed a boom, so you could use the grenade...
But that's no excuse as a way of pursuing the tools of the trade...
When your 'shining son' views are exclusively in-tune with the 'shade'.
Yeah... and that's a front... no respect for the hood...
Go for the throat... really won't make a difference in my 'neck' of the woods...
The architecture is good... strong enough to not fail...
A molotov cocktail to end his Happy Days - word to Scott Baio...

Ok this goes to a beat...

I live hip hop ,
I love these hits ,
I’mma get large in rap just watch and sit ,
I’m way gifted ,
Puttin heavy lyrics at face value is a mission ,
Vocal ,
I lay it down kiss it ,
Cat’s run around in the burbs ,
You don’t know the curve ,
Hip hop is real ,
You dudes will have to learn ,
The jerseys go with the ballers ,
Nikey’s on flash on Hip hoppers ,
That’s a good thing livin out in the streets ,
The chain is black ,
Rappin on the track ,
close in for a beat ,
Protests is hip hop ,
dyin for our right to be ,
It aint like we free ,
Hip hop cops prevail ,
We’ll have to see ,
We will do more than breathe ,
Raps upper crust ,
come hang with us ,
this is Hip hop!

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Originally Posted by Celph Taut

So, what was that... nearly two weeks before you decide to retort?
Nobody lied to you, dork. We're just not with the fake ideology that you try to support.
Yeah, we finally addressed the PM's, so I'll give you something to do...
I heard that regurgitated shit a million times, OF COURSE I ain't think you're somebody new!
... that wasn't a compliment. Based on what skill, Virb?
You're just rolling with the punches down that uphill curve.
Where as you're like "I like you're writing. I'm just playing"
that you dropped in your chat... now, please quote where I threw a compliment back???
Ohh, you ASSUMED... right, anybody have Luminol?
Cause that's only way I'm seeing him in a new light.
Tried to shine down on 'em, but it's too bright.
Left, he got anxious, came back, n' then gave his candle some new life.
Hold it over his head, have a 1 on 1 with the boom mic.
Then put him in a box... tell his ass that it's the "Zoom" site.
If skill was ranked on alphabet's going up, man, you're barely a A
You look excited for your 'casket', Virb... but, let's not get 'carried' away...
Like, shit, at least fight back... if we're detesting
what we have done... how in the world can you really feel comfortable, son?
A couple of puns... Carrot Top flow. Very awful.
There's a stock load, of shit that you clearly do not know.
Yeah... the war doesn't stop, even in the idle chat...
Style clash; your metronome don't even fit, outside of rap..
Now why's that your ego has seemed to grow legs...
and walk on the shore? I'll assure you, you haven't dropped anything to gain confidence for.
Lifeline... beep... beep... --- Won't even need to pop out the chord.
This battle was already over long before you even got on the board...
But here, you got an award.. for the most asinine response
Destroy Virb... leave nothing there, but a fractured line, of fonts.
PH line was cool, though - but I think I got it, now...
You'd know ALL about PH, considering most your shits have been 'watered' down
Where I am? 100 lines... sitting at the top of the pack...
Where you are? Google unpinned - can't even find your spot on the map.
I left, you drop more bars, feeling like you got your confidence back
I left for 3 days, you didn't drop for 6 when I popped in the chat!
Yeah, let's talk about that. Hypocrite. You don't know who you tripping with.
This 'boob' getting accidental exposure; that is a nipple slip
The mark of the beast is arson, at least... fire, boy.
You're inside a void. Try to built back up that pride that I've destroyed.
That's just the case facts. You're a waste, back
to having money dwindling down, Virb career looking like the Chase app

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this battle rap is nice! Skills for sho… Just giving you some props man!

Yeah that was pretty ruthless celph, respect. Virb bin nice too I wanna know what this fake ideology is tho

Can you turn up late to lessons in temporal physics?
I'm a master of regression now I'm stretching the limits,
Life's full of optimism & commendable cynics,
Broken marriages and those who just say yes to their mrs,

Head full of worries but they're careless at heart,
All you start to prepare was prepared from the start,
You'll see expressionless faces staring at art,
But evoke real emotion when you tear it apart,

You can find all my hopes & dreams in the tailor-made bag with broken seams,
I've spent my life on the open seas but still never felt that ocean breeze,
I just float coast to coast n leave cuz life isn't the beach it was supposed to
Be

I'm ballin ,
see me workin at the top of the hoop ,
You sittin at the club at the top of a stoop ,
My childhood is out ,
I never saw Rug Rat's inside of the house ,
My book bag had a strap inside the front pouch ,
I was hungry ,
I spent my time eatin cereal like mush mouth ,
Aunt Jemima pan cakes in the kitchen was cooked ,
I keep guns on my side with the safety on it ,
Livin life every mornin ,
wit the sun in the sky soarin ,
Before my rap shows and my first performance ,
Now I'm on this bus tourin ,
with a plush leather couch , buck seats and burbon
Layin red bone broads ,
Clothes on the dresser ,
seriously dirty tricks ,
I left the trap house cat's know what I did ,
I was livin off of the weed bags in a expensive crib ,
I never had on T-Shirts cuz my style was rich ,
Boom! ,
Lambo’s wit the suicide doors was my style ,
Boom! , Boom!
Big body ride on the road ,
Roll a hundred miles ,
I Need a love doctor cuz a dude feels sick ,
It wasn’t a disease but I wanted me a valentines chick ,
Went back to the club ,
Strip dancers ridin on the pole ,
Bands in my pocket ,
can’t pull em out whole ,
Grabbed the mack from my pack ,
Outside in the wind wit my hood back ,
Glock in the night cat’s might get clapped ,
You can’t sell grass and not be strapped

I'm clothes savvy ,
Wear the tims out over my pants ,
Pay about 60 hard for a fit of the Vans ,
You feel it when ,
the dudes hangin in the hood on houses ,
Sittin wit pots of cash worth over a thousand ,
Go spend that money ,
if you got class ,
Messin wit chicks in prada ,
High stiletto's wit the red on blast ,
Got it from her father ,
Dude in a pimp hat ,
cool wit cash ,
Got chicks on his phone that came from the past
I'll warn ya ,
I'm goin to jail faster than a foreigner ,
Cuz I'm checkin dudes in the under ground like sojourner ,
You could fail ,
Lookin in order to go forward ,
putting these laws together like a ghetto Tom Horner ,
Cat's aint hesitant In these times ,
Exposed to the brights in front of em ,
Brotha's tryin to shine ,
Its like a pepsi bottle ,
when they throw up the sign ,
They studyin hard in the streets ,
improvin the mind ,
They keepin a gun for the crimes,
but wit me ,
I'm ahh-ight...

Yeah, not to be an asshole and all, but where you at, Virb?
Figured you'd wanna get in that last word
But shit, I ain't hear from you in awhile, too many clowns
wanna influence the style being used in the music, for now.
They can't accompany it, nor do they have the linguistics to
Splitting proof of drawing kids to whatever there is an interest to
In the belly of the beast, is it settling a feast...
Barbwire, the type of shock they could have never been released
- unless... they speak, in jest.
Back in it, 180, to clean the mess.
Blue screen, from readjusting the TV sets.
Syndicated publication network, word to PBS.
Middle finger up to you politicians, but we digress.
It's nothing spiritual. If misery loves company?
It's time to be-wed it. The outlier - I've decided the design, is prophetic.
Every line that's embedded the circuitry
'wired genetics' from a baseline trajectory built on redefining the ethics...
I got the Blue Brothers soul - it's the tapestry.
Feel enslaved to the written text of your past beliefs.
Push the narrative, further.
A bunch of sheep, flock, but there's a murder.
The body dies, but they inherit the server, if there's any herders.
That's for the buffer room.
Facing your struggles, find you floating up the upper room.
The structure wasn't built up to par, I feel it'll buckle, soon.
Got you chilling up, at noon.
Been up to snuff since you were a pup, in your mothers womb.
The dynasty's forfeited... so many corpses
from the less fortunate... build a mortuary, out of an orphanage.
From the forefathers who don't support their kids..
But have 'em live in their fortresses, while they're rewarded with...Trojan Horses, as gorgeous gifts...
Feel the fervor of a Third Reich apologist...
That retells history and dances among the monoliths.
Yeah, truth be told? The youth be bold.
Said he rebuked their proofs, when he was two years old.
Said he'd seek the message himself, when he was only 11...
His proclamation of higher power got a hold of the reverend...
27 yrs old is as cold as he's ever been
A rose in the concrete - to see it grow, is unsettling...
My "M.O's epinephrine, coursing through my veins...
Of the heads that left, only a few remain.
To refrain from your roots, is a fruitless gain.
Even if you paid your dues, you're still indebted to the game.
Show & Prove goes beyond the runes of the username.
If you're cold, don't proceed.
This is for the outspoken folks, to read.
The forward momentum so that the spokes, can breathe.
The poster child of Darwinism...
See 'em, stuck in the cyclical...
Spinning, if he can still tell his story, then, it's a miracle.

Shot outs to my homies in these messed up streets ,
They bound to die ,
but aint got the rounds to keep ,
I'mma marksman with a disease to shoot weapons ,
I'm like clark kent ,
higher in the sky than you with the Wesson ,
I'm a sizemologist ,
I take earth quakes and I'm slammin ,
Cat's aint organized they just in it for the ramblin ,
I drop seeds in these chicks ,
put up a meter on how many times I hit ,
Summer solstice ,
Its hotter than a fryer in a hot mist ,
I'm a junkie ,
rap styles kill haters and speech flunkies ,
No time to touch me ,
Cuz you can’t come with the fists or rush me ,
suicide ya self ,
your merits don't meet satisfaction ,
Dash on the road with ya dogs and ya fake actors ,
I run on tragedies and dumb cat's life factors ,
I’m let down ,
cuz I’m at works wit light slackers ,
on average ,
I'm studded like a king in a dream with Louie baggage ,
I’m shootin ,
Like I’m in town on the map with a long magnum

I brought mack tips to a party yesterday evenin out,
spilled them in the bodies ,
and funeral homes reachin out ,
I cause fire to burn in ya midst ,
bleedin you out ,
Come to find ,
I arrived at the opposite of what jesus about ,
I'm givin more hits ,
I got more gifts ,
that rain down on ya heads ,
tauntin yall cats ,
this star is something to deal with ,
Yall sad dudes in the game ,
small time's know what a mourn is ,
I’ll eat you alive in a second ,
You are what the corn is ,
The guillotine slams through ya head ,
The bloods comin out ample ,
I'mma killer ,
mack second ,
wit guns raised at the handles ,
Homicidal ways got me ashy at the elbows ,
glock arms dangle ,
Musical notes on ya telephone the same as ya trash samples ,
Cat's run the game in a strange way ,
with a aim to grip the grain that is totally astray ,
You take a whippin late inside of the day ,
then warn them of the slugs that you got in ya K ,
They punkin you out of ya self esteem ,
placed you in rage ,
with a straight face ,
you killed the fools outta place in the rain

I love my life too much ,
my aspirations to rise like a dutch ,
is good like unredacted religion ,
that's been uncut ,
I sport the memories of people in my fam ,
The same focus that I aim with like a dangerous man ,
Love is like a sycamore tree ,
Its lovely and has a journey to be free ,
now you see me? ,
I can be light hearted in my words ,
I'm realistic with this spit as expensive as a perm ,
eventually ,
I'mma live like a master ,
I show promise ,
being totaled in a nightmare isn't my focus ,
I bring hope from the bottom to the surface ,
Steppin on fiends in my way ,
sudden attempts from the locust's ,
aint pure ,
cuz I'm godlier ,
than a church poser ,
I made a way outta no way ,
Impressed with a flame to my ignorance to burn it away ,
Friends could see me though the hard times ,
When I find the light ,
I shine ,
Being godly with it ,
I realized the life is a dream and I'm in it ,
I see it bright ,
guide me slowly so the fiends can never surprise ,
Leave this be ,
please , ,
this is the acknowledgement of a place that I see

Im sorry but virb isn't here.. what appears has no peer, has no fear, as I begin to ride, without showing on your radar like those vehicles that are unidentified, more advanced, the ordinance left these coordinates for me to demonstrate the gift of moralless more or less notorious as the story progresses, acting too aggressive is a death wish, you best get, or get molested my brotha this incest, now you infected, unprotected reckless, in this day and age they'll call it progressive, what they suggested is the way to live is teach like Dwayne does his kid, little Richard said he stopped living a life of sin, I write with righteous pen, so I might offend, those who don't have that light within, at night to get right? Gimmie the light, I don't like vicodin, I want that sticky, during veg it's heavy in nitrogen

Ill finesse

A nice ear ring in my way can get me exited ,
I'll cop and deliver the gold to my head ,
Dunny ,
That’s to the side of it ,
I'm rockin tims like a real G ,
and walkin on the block lookin real clean ,
cuz I'm not filthy for the sake of nothin ,
you feel me? ,
I'm wearin contender clothin ,
style like a model or a show man ,
Get on T.V ,
and never drop the ball like I’m bowlin ,
and I’m throwin down like beats in a lambo while I'm rollin ,
I never stop from the technique with my side clique ,
droppin cat's ,
dirtyin denim jeans and they fly fits ,
and if we ride in a plane ,
then its good ,
we glide in ,
We movin wit chains on our necks ,
call us ice men ,
I’m freezin to my shoe checks ,
Cuz my Nikey’s studded wit diamonds on the floor ,
So avoid from allure ,
cuz the gems bright on the deck ,
I’m blingin ,
my shine costs so much it has an address ,
So crucial in the place ,
like a bomb strapped to ya chest