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    Re: Keystyle Cypher!

    It's not obscene for me to come out the whip of my Model 3...
    And then flex the self driving feature, inside the bitch, while I drop a key.
    Nobody's stopping C. My moxie got this in my possession
    ... like an apostrophe, possibly as toxic as a cup of Bill Cosby's tea.
    Now that the fox is free, they're playing possum, see
    the fury of Clubber Lang's ammunition, like you're in Rocky 3.
    Quite possibly more than Ivan Drago, when boxing Creed.
    My fists are flying - catch shots, for free.
    If you were sitting for it, this will lift you off your feet.
    The ground, is obsolete.
    Looking down on you nigga's. Word, to Apache Chief.
    Man, I'm slapping wool from you flock of sheep, if you want this heat.
    You can feel the burn. Melt your fucking face, with no real concern, 'till I fill this urn.
    Ashes to ashes, and more ashes get scattered
    over the sea. It's over, you'll see no emotions, or a rosary read.
    I'm as cold as can be. My composure, is that of the universal soldier elites.
    So really, homie - hold your critique.
    As a matter fact, if I'm battle rapping - please, nobody speak.
    About as desperate as Freeway, asking to throw on a beat.
    I mean, at that point you might as well bow the fuck out, gracefully.
    Or up the stakes, cause we frown upon the complacency.
    We're looking for vacancies. You die, and that's when the rates increase.
    So, I hope you follow the same faith as whatever Pastor Mase believes.
    Mentor. What mentor? Nah, I'm hitting your mental cap.
    Where this pencil at. I fuck your bitch, till her voice is hoarse, like a Centaur's half.
    Like, "Censor that!" I'm X-RATED. Show up fashionably late, bitch, "I just made it".
    On the cusp of intelligence, I develop each line, as it is thought.
    Man, I cannot sit here, and just, cram in a lot
    of perpetual motion... I got a camera shot of my opportunity...
    Flocking to a beat. Dream snatcher; the dude to creep in the room you sleep.
    Under your bed, remove your sheets, with my mind...
    Your eyes will open, but before you can cry, I'm choking, until your entire spine, is broken.
    Inside your throat, and... Keyser Soze your rhyming homies.
    Yeah, I saw the limp turn to a perfect walk.
    Same effect my rhyming has, when a verse is dropped.
    Or, when your hearse is dropped
    in the hole, while you're screaming inside, and I throw the dirt, on top.
    "Beatrice, can you hear me?" Oh, well. I mean, it was worth a shot.
    If you don't like my 300, suck on a Persian cock
    While King Xerxes is jerking off in your empty shampoo bottle, n' putting it back, in your cabinet.
    Nasty as Nastya Nass, shaking her ass for ya.
    As for a... being subtle...yeah, I know what that screen capture's of.
    I could make it out ever so slightly in the thumbnail caption, bruv.
    And plus you got like 2 external hard drives you used, to back it up.
    So, uh... anyways, back to the story.
    Taxicab confessions of prostitutes naked, I'm guessing.
    But, they pour there heart out on camera, so they can make a connection.
    But really, how can you relate to their questions
    When a large majority of them have an ass full of saline injections?
    But, I guess that could be said of Instagram
    The faces tell more of a story than those fuzzy filters can...
    It's a slippery slope, so get you a rope.
    Feel the sickle of death, when he's close. So, it's best that you know.
    Most of us only have mere seconds to go.
    It's scary, most of a die of fear off his presence, alone.
    You hear the sickle rise, n' then you go home.
    And it's unknown. They simply can't tell you when it's the end of your road
    No more than they can tell you who your friends are, when your enemies, roam.
    Your circle gets smaller, but, that epic body count?
    Let's say the walls talk, but that kind of talk, is not allowed.
    Imagine how my face glistened, when I saw the crown
    Took it from the king, mid-flight, as he was falling down.
    And sometimes, that's how it goes.
    I sat on the throne, as the castle, opposed.
    I said, "It was a life or death, and that's the path that he chose"
    Now, I didn't expect the standing ovation you would see in a movie...
    Put the shift of power, in that very moment, seemed so unruly.
    But let's make it clear: I am here, and I don't need you to choose me.
    When that loyalty dies, sometimes reverence supersedes it, unusually.
    And that's when the pieces, fall.
    But who will be there when the people call?
    Perseverance, for when the power defeats us all.
    Last edited by Celph Taut; January 15th, 2021 at 11:42 PM

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    Re: Keystyle Cypher!

    I'm a proud owner of a whip that'll blaze all challengers ,
    Got waves that'll get you lost in em like an islander ,
    Speak offensively and I'mma have to show you the gun ,
    I'm off the rocker ,
    like ya grandpa gettin elderly checks by the month ,
    I get it poppin like a tech ,
    I promise you this rap is the best ,
    I'll fold your body up like a algebra test ,
    You cat's shook ,
    You can't recover ,
    try to end all the pain ,
    Shoot the allegator on ya chest next to ya chain ,
    I scoop up prada suits ,
    I'm Writin prison bars in my rental coupe ,
    I got this on lock ,
    I don't do the crack abuse ,
    I'm gamin these students ,
    Like I came out of high school with a four point oh ,
    Raps stuck on ya head like a 50 calibur ,
    hear this soar joint flow ,
    I make cats feel like their kinder ,
    Switch their back to their front like I was changin a blinder ,
    Do I need to remind ya ,
    This rap got extra flavor like Applebury Cider
    You goin feel like god owes you heaven when the knife enters your chest ,
    Before you die you scuffle on the ground like Tekken Tag Tournament's best

    - Silk Da Hinn aka Jasper Tyrant

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    Re: Keystyle Cypher!

    Check in the airbag carrier to see if there's survivors....
    carriage cypher, pull you off the side, faster than Paris drivers.
    My arrogance is only paralleled by my ability to not care it is...
    So there it is, if you believe in love, you can get married, to these pair of fists..
    "I now announce you husband and wife"...
    I'm out all of love, so, fuck the advice.
    If you don't catch both of these hands, then these knuckles, suffice.
    Yeah, a couple of strikes - it'll be the side of a matchbox.
    Military grade - I be shooting dice, like it's Black Ops.
    Literally, shooting the dice. I pull my revolver out n then I line up the scope.
    The crab players at the table ask if it's some kind of a joke.
    "DO I LOOK LIKE I'M LAUGHING??!!!? ", I say, with serious conviction...
    Then I burst out in a laugh, because it's only right that I carry tradition.
    I live my life by the book, so there's some varying fiction
    The lines that I write are a matrimony that is married, by diction.
    Telepathically carrying eggs, attached to plastic spoons
    While I ask 'em, "What's cracking, dude?" Outside of these Ostrich eggs that are hatching, soon.
    Yeah, Inglorious bastards, whom come out like the Bear Jew
    then start attacking you with a bat, you knew as soon as you seen his eyes
    That your head would be bashed, in two.
    Hans Landa; got a passion for this mic, as he did in catching Jews.
    This rapture can change your Roman Catholic views.
    So, kindly, shut the fuck up... and eat your vitamins.
    Battle me if you wish to see this side, again.
    Seems like history has just freed Leviathan.
    Every key that I rhyme within is like a forest fire.
    The encore, on par with Soar's desire.
    To give you more, till this forum board, expires.
    And eradicates the life in it, yet.
    Let 'em know, I've been nice with this text.
    I liken it to a Lycan, at best.
    The North Viking; Thor, striking your chest, with Mjolnir
    A shrinking trap door, cause, this is as tight as it gets.
    Mass war, the Smell of Teen Spirit as Cobain's strumming his last chord.
    You asked for it. Can't get 'past' it...
    So, life is moving in 'Fast Forward'....
    Garbage compactor, when I see that trash forming...
    Paralleled to West when Yeezy's revenue shot right past Jordan's.
    Ugh, that must have been tough to watch.
    You simply can't fuck with the Juggernaut. You're bugging, like an FBI-cover operation...
    You're outward person, huh. Not after I knock your face in...
    - such an awkward placement, you wouldn't need doctors to tell that it's not adjacent.
    A fucking dosage of Celph is worse than the COVID's inoculation
    You'd have a better chance of Trump, swearing in Biden, at his inauguration
    Then throwing hands, so, keep it shut for a second, ya dig?
    My testicles are especially big, they have to put it next to a rig.
    So, I guess the next question would be...
    what's your girls pain threshold? Cause I'm-a deposit in her third party, and I ain't Escrow.
    Yeah, the type of disrespect she's come to accept.
    Which is far less then I'd need to get me under her dress.
    If you wonder what's next, you're fucking clueless - yeah, Dionne and Cher.
    I mean, I can draw you a picture or something, if it was not as clear.
    I got her rear, perked out... fucking her, while we're on a chair.
    Let's be honest, dear. I'm a head of your time, like a vehicle's model year.
    Mannnn... if Bill Gates really wanted to put a chip in your neck.
    He'd simply do it, cause you come off as a bitch, that'd give into requests.
    Stop lying, bro. Do you really buy that sci fi shit?
    Wearing a tinfoil hat, wondering where US is getting their oil at.
    Throwing fits to your parents, because - deep down - you're a disloyal brat.
    Doing everything that you can to avoid the fact...
    That my bombs, on this board, are like the ones that destroyed IRAQ.
    How are you in the hood? Nothing but sitting wood.
    Your livestock, is looking more like diminished goods.
    Catch a fist with the same impact of Greg the Barber's, when hitting Suge.
    So many different hooks, It'll break fisherman records entered in Guinness book.
    I'm back, y'all. With the toilet paper, on back haul.
    And a scarecrow on my porch, because this shit right here? Is my last straw.
    Either that, or, I'm Leatherface, with a hacksaw.
    That's next to a pick, to make chandelier, from your glass jaw!
    Whoa. Now, don't get offended....
    You know I'm demented. I'm crazy. You know I won't end it.
    Low and behold, ya know I'm going again, bitch.
    Going out with a bang, C4 at the entrance. You go for it, and I'm blowing your fence, in.
    Soak in the moment, Spongebob - it's about to get real.
    I lived my life like a Gambit; the only question is, how do I deal?
    having cold showers, until I come out of it, without the power to feel
    This black cloud hanging over my head, attempting to rain, but, I doubt that it will.
    Emotions range from sober, to hungover.
    With the purity of a young Yoda. Nobody knows the mark of death, 'till it comes for ya.
    With open arms. How can you know where the fire's brewing, with broke alarms?
    And the enemy has your blokes, disarmed?
    Shit is a destitute. No respects to whom takes your kindness and treats you like a receptacle.
    With the vices they left you to. The effort in me
    To change the perception they see, by altering the narrative
    And showing you the rest of the screen.
    They say your goals are only met in your dreams
    Which is a detriment to your success, since it means they're stripping you of the identity
    that makes us intellectual beings...
    Telling them you're much more than they flesh that they see.
    Just being the best you can be.
    And take it as a message from me...
    If you feel your special, believe in reaching to your potential, then leap
    Until the glass ceiling is resting, beneath every step that you reach.
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    Re: Keystyle Cypher!

    Yeah, egg cartons, upon egg cartons - I got it covered.
    In order to carry it, I balance one egg, on top another.
    Coach at ringside giving me advice like, "Don't drop it, brother"
    Running with it, like Rick Peck holding TiVo, in Tropic Thunder.
    I learned from the best.
    My egg-game is on point, in any tournament stretch.
    I do it so good when it's my turn, that I just burn through the rest
    Of the competition. Egg on their faces, so, my pot is glistened.
    I don't even got a kitchen, just a laptop, to balance my omelette dishes!
    I won't crack under pressure!
    I flip that bad-boy like a flapjack, inciting the flavor
    to make up for what it's lacking, in texture.
    Studied the culinary arts and learned everything, in half a semester.
    Treating all of my Paula Dean egg recipes like a National Treasure

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