Off the top cypher

[.Des.]

whatever comes to mind, be it venting a verse or some bullshit
as long as you want. Talk about anything

[FocuS]

Chek yo..really off the top listen..

Keyin off the top..while im SMOKIN A L..ROLLIN WIT SHELLS
FOCUS IS WELL.....that hottest thing CLOSEST TO HELL
These nikkas think im wak..cus im KNOWN AS A TEXTEE
wen these rappers is garbage..i call'em DISPOSABLE EMCEE's
HOLDIN THIS TEC SEE..to leave a WHOLE IN YA CHEST B
leave ya body all ova the place..to the point where u wont KNO WHERE YA CHEST BE!
Each 1 of my DROPS IS HOT..this OFF THE TOP
mite POP THE GLOK..jus to take OFF YA TOP
Lost 7 battles...wen half the time im FLOWIN TO HERBS..
And on this site i feel i'll neva get the props i KNO I DESRVE

w/e...jus a quik key

[ill-mental]

never get the props i deserve
cuz i honor my words/ acknowledge a powerful verse/
so whos to preach hip-hop halls of gay/
you to me is like "laugna beach", its pop all the way/
your whole video is a fashion statement/
like its just fasionable to to flash out guns but never blaze it/
i keep booked tours, what i need hooks for,i staright spit/
wanna be niggas buy my lyrics in book stores just so they can trace it/
i'm kind of small now/
i recite the raw sound that chain MC'S so wait and see when i write em all down/
put u in slavery like the african cretins/ in african regions/
start wars for fun, like bush blastin the palestinian people without havin' a reason/
u bite i bit back/
combine what i write with nitrogen and ignite wit a lit match/
dispatch my warships of torment/
on the core corporate hicks who fix rich rappers wit endorsements for more kicks/
move in wit the force of horses and chariots/
bringin a torch to lite up the source of terroist on corporate america/

[~Death~]

and to tell ya corporate america is a dumb fuck//
cuz they birthed AIDS fuckin the government witout a hat.. chuck//
straight visionary seenin death lit up on these stupid asses//
imma fuckin place bombs on my chest nd piss off the masses//
pulverizin opponets so they could only wish to have my mind scheme//
a mastermind an mad scientist is whut u could call me//
i reap benefits on these fucks and ya'll niggas cant do shit//
but i won't give u a raise so u can strike against my tracks bitch//
and i say fuck being an angel so you can see death in heaven is real shifty//
and michael could suck my dick fuckin angel of war i'll personally place a buck 50//

if you dont kno whut a buck 50 iz oh well find out then
buck 50= basically cuttin sum1 in the face n blah blah blah wit a blade dat comes from your mouth

[ill-mental]

wit a name like death he got to be bad for your health/
wit the pen and pad pencil in my sin in a room padded to the depths/
in my moms womb i had a bomb fuse strapped to myself/
illuminaters of your doom, we tomb raiders/
me and my goons we kidnap whoever we choose,we roomraiders/
my mind is so sick i can get a odd virus when i think/
so i drink a bottle of vicks so u wont get a clogged sinus from the ink/
come again?, i split boulders to rocks/
my fist is underhanded, and what i spit is over the top/
u might as well put the mic up, u aint ready for war/
u aint ready for the sight of flesh and the gore from the machette and sword/

[.Des.]

I strike with tremendous force,
Straight from a stupendous source,
My cunning moves be works of art,
Play the position & be worth the part,
I stalk prey amongst the tall grass,
Decapitate the head & all that,
Fall back - from my hidden agenda,
Bend -a, fake cat in half from the calf,
& leave his torsoe on the beaten path...

[ill-mental]

on a beaten path/ my legion is evil and mad/
diabolicial people to slash your abdominial regions in half/
trained in a form/ of combat unknown to this world-
we basicly swarm in a rage like the rain in a storm/
yeah, decapitate, masicate,annihilate, yall some sour grapes/
we take an hour straight to make an album out of tapes/
you want some feed back?/ bring back the real,we dont need wack/
see, all this bling crap's appeal, we dont need that/
feel one of the realness,one of the illest wit hundreds of villians fa war/
whos comitted to gettin nuttin but iller than yours/

[Homicide]

Puff Puff Pass

Im Blazin A L Got Phases Of Hell Flashin B4 My Face
Im On That Murda Ish But No Comparsin Ta Mase
Tha Clique Will Let The 4-5 Pop Till Ya Stop Drop
..And Roll Like Gittin Rid Of Fire From Ya Body..
Click Clack Homie Ya Goin Down Wearin Blue Like A Local Cop
Goin Against Me Ya Aint Gon Gain Ne Points
FallBac Or Duke Ya Gon Catch More Shells Than Taco Joints
Go Head Stack The Deck We Equipped Wit Tha Mac Aimed At Cha Nec
Tha Only Time U Handin Out Tecs Is If Ya Was A Fuckin Basketball Ref
Yall Can Spit Rhymes I Spit Sick Lines
But Homie Ya Aint Strikin Bac Like Back Spines
Duke Never Comin Hot Even Wit Satans Cock
Even Wit Chuck On Ya Team..Yu Still Wouldnt Have The Game On Lock

[FocuS]

Cudnt have tha Game on lock..fuk it thas y i aim wit glocks
Cuz wen i leave u red..its a sign, so i suggest u LAMES SHUD STOP
Focus come thru..like 1..2, rearange ya spot
And believe i aint on it muhfuka!..i MADE THE BLOCK!
SAY U HOT?..fagget im shootin ta kill..neva have to be provin my skill
E-nikkas act like they thugs..wen all they beef is spits like they CHEWIN MEALS

[Homicide]

Jea

Git USE TO IT FDI Bring NEWS TO YA BITCH
Leave Ya Comp. Wit A GLITCH Cuz We Spittin That EL NINO TYPE SHIT
How Ya Gon Fuck Wit Us We Hold Glocks While Ya Play Wit TOYS R US
Never FUSS We Rollin High Like A Fuckin SCHOOL BUS
Most Ya Shit Ya SAY Is Bout How Ya SPRAY And LAY FAKES
We Gittin BAKED Handin Out More FLAMES Than Wat Ya Git On BIRTHDAY CAKE
FuckA GLOCK Ill Leave Ya Like Dude From GRODT SUFFOCATED In A ZIPLOCK
Git A Grip DOC...Cuz FDI Leave Ya Wit More CARROTS Than Ya Fuckin ROCK

[Homicide]

I Can Spit Fo AGES Call Me Paper Weight Tha Way Im Holdin Down PAGES
Not Nick Tha Way I Stay Outside CAGES Punches Hit Swift Leavein Yall In PHASES
Spit It CLASSIC Itz That SICK Ya Bitch Enjoyin Life Wen She SuckN My DICK
Better Nown As NICK The Way I Hand Out Gifts That Yal GRIP
Cuz The Punches Leave A Stuck Btween Tha Lines Like Settin A PIC

[queen_vondutchess]

im the most known unknown bitch on ur block
cuz have niggas playin dodge ball wit a little red dot
and if it spot ya ~BANG~ there goes one of ur limbs
pull out the shotti and im at it again
im in it to win; im so sincere right now
please dont b fooled by wat u hear rite now
this is just a test from the top of my dome
but on dat redlite mixtape (it's da reel deel) i rote that on my own

[.Des.]

I draw conclusions like a composite sketch,
From all the flaws you flex - call you vet?
See your verse & loose "All RESPECT"...
Check - to your mate, fuck up ya face,
Till theirs nothing left to de'face',
Crept on your ace, & jack of all trades,
Shuffled the deck & put 'em back in their place,
Get dealt, & have every atom split,
Fathom it - The furry of the passionate,
Preaching from Muslims to Catholics,
Massichist - rampaging through Holy Wars,
Wielding a gun & using it for what its solely for,
Realising the freak in me, on a frequency,
that frequently, could land you in a precintry,
For believing a belief that's non-existance,
Go out with a bang, like bombs for instance,
With a tic-toc clock, timed to a stop watch,
Watch the big hand drop, & every one go POP!
...Like the weasel, who be snitched to the cops,
Easily predicted he'd talk, the Judas to Chirst,
The same cat who influenced your life,
Seperated truth from the right, lies to the left,
& to think...he's the one who lied out his breath...

[.Des.]

Yo I be bugging out from roach clips,
Remaining focused, I swarm like locust,
Words giving hope to the hopeless,
Hocus, pocus - Quote this:
The magnicicent stanse,
Smarter than primitive man,
Who be confined by a limited plan,
Based on digits & math-matics,
I'm fueling my rap-habit,
Like a crack-addict,
Who inhales like a asthamtic,
To get lifted beyond this world,
Tax , then pawn the pearl,
of treasuers from past glories,
from past stories,
That couldn't last for me...

[.Des.]

Drunken master as I clasp stouts,
Road of life, driving the fast route,
Some 'ignent cats get dashed out -
My swinging sword, killing hoards,
Slash swiftly while spilling gore...
I heard rap was a product -
A product of ghetto youth,
A product of the 80's -
Now it's a product of media,
Selling prada to the ladies,
A false dream to the men,
It's not all what it seems in the end,
I mean this my friend,
We're spending all the green we can spend...

[ChaiNsSsS]

i stick and then move..like harley davidson..im grippin handles:
killin them fools..my crew way past the sixties..no one feelin the blues:
the shottie to ya body have you spillin red ooze:
i carry it(carrot) and have you screamin DOC like excessive cartoons:
god tweakin my youth so imma stay speakin the truth:
dislike it..and you can stick a dark bar in ya mouth like eatin babe ruth:
my magic stick is priced and ladies pay it:
like druggin bigs EX all the way..i always FAITHFULLY(faith full E) lay it:

[.Des.]

chickity-check...
The imagination is dense with being,
My sanity is in every sense receeding,
Drawing away with time, away from mind -
I'm...said to have a way with rhymes,
Cut the chit-chat, get bones distatched,
quick fast from the verbal whiplash,
Fuck a click-clack, ya'll boreing me,
Waring? please. I'm doing gorey deeds
Pouring malt liquor - my 40 bleeds,
Act accordingly, when I -
Roll thicker than Aladdin & the fourty thieves...

[Slim]

It's ya Master, returned to his throne, tha one I revere and I own
I've burned any clone, undiscerning that I'll run it alone!
piss me off, AND I'll leave jagged stones SUNK IN YA DOME!
I know you bondage bastards all LOVE WHAT I'VE THROWN
i'll have ya'll HUGGING YA BONEs! give a f*ck if it's shown

o.k I gotta go to work I'll deal with ya'll folks later :cool:

ahahhahahaha...damn I love this place...it's my home.

[ill-mental]

if u could hear my tone then u would know i'm out for the crown,its heavy/
just picture the mixture of a sound i'm yelling/
a beast in the flesh from the east to the west to down south to nelly's/
stompin grounds where they ride around town in a chevy's/
unmarketable, an artist who never rests/
and it aint that far to go, almost on top of mount everest/
made a partnership wit the mic-
bargain the sentence allience/ one thing u gotta know, part of livin is dyin/

[R.Fire]

ok so why live if we dieing
pig's wit the iron tryna push my wig and divide it
split and just slice it
or do like comfortable chairs flip and recline it
silence...

[Lyrical One]

In a lyrical world there is no room 4 prisonors
u either survivin or buried wit challengers
its up 2 u 2 survive this or i'll do like Mortal Kombat and finish ya
and behind my smile i got a style so sinister
well if its left up 2 me u'd be in a casket in front of da minister
no time 4 talkin shit my time is limited
came prepared just in case y'all niggas start some shit
ready 2 go ta war so i come equip
neva catch me wthout heat on my waste
i'm detrimental settin da pace
a lyrical armageddon catch more then just shells in ya face
and fuckin wit me ya life endin is ya fate
surely u can be erased
say goodbye i'm takin ya place

[Thafuture]

unsignd lottery pick,passin me offerins like the collection~plate/
raise~the~bar prices for alocholics,like cingular my connection~is~great//
feins praise~this~rockstar,RIGHT arm stay handeds so im always on GUARD/
gettin cake by pounds,eatin on pound~cakes...like dickheads i hit openins hard//
pump ya glock its a supersoker,send rounds~to~fakes,red on ya shirt aint catch~up/
passin the bar along...like i was a lawyer...done laped the whole race,play ketch-up//

[Ya GirL]

Off the top of the dome... punches be rocking your bones,
These bombs I be dropping on homes...
The greatest femcee... with hits so powerful I'll ache your flem B...
Go ahead and condem me for letting them see
That I'll break their souls when I'm fighting with words,
striking the herbs with most frightful of verbs...
Cus I hit so hard in my keys styles
That they send heads flying three miles...
So go and flee while, I keep on spraying my skill,
Prey I will kill... when I slay them with thrills..
I'm staying so ill... and that you had better believe,
Cus I'm bringing life to words, as if the letters could breathe

[BAPE]

:)
beef n bullshit i'm tellin u i'm not the one fellaz
i got toolz that'll 'push ya top up' like UMBRELLAZ
i aint scared of the shit u think u could do to me
i'll leave a whole in ya chest the size of computer screenz
like 'free funeralz' itz NOTHIN TO BURRY YA
when u 'see the semi' like WATCHIN COMIN TO AMERICA
'sick since day 1' like I'M BORN WIT A ILLNESS..get wit me
'i'ma pimp like david banner' so i'll letcha MISSEZ-SIP-ME(MISSISSIPPI)
get mad niggaz i like beef...itz no prollem ta splitcha
and have ya 'face put in plastic' like ya DRIVERZ LISCENZE PICTURE
my spitz iz mean u neva met a nigga who can spit this clean
like 'poor birthdayz afta fifteen' u niggaz AINT WORTH A SIXTEEN

[Ya GirL]

Blah blah blah, that gun talk is played and boring
I read the first bar, and throughout the rest I was laid there snoring!
I spit sharp... my lyrical blades are soaring and there's no testing it
When I spit the best get hit and their chests get split
Cus I'm talking it sweet... but guys barely squawk when they speak...
And couldn't follow a rhythm if they were stalking a beat!
I'll smack a queer... attack with spears to make the crowd clap and cheer
Ya GirL's got guys ass's mapped, like Atlas rears!
Ending a cats career...
Cus when it comes to talent there's no diminishing mine...
If raps a race, then I was born at the finishing line!

[BAPE]

like 'clown ass comedianz' u bitchez jus MAKE ME LAFF
itz funny ta see niggaz attempt ta reach levelz that i've already past
on some real i dont even need gunz ta murc ya..still caint beat this
think u thug..my spitz will 'leave ya pussy ass reveal' like TOLD SECRETZ
niggaz 'aint shittin' like they CONSTIPATED...like 'many gay killingz' i MURC FAGZ IN BUNCHEZ
pplz dont want this...putcha 'fist on a skateboard' u still couldnt ROLL WIT MY PUNCHEZ:)
sharp thotz got my wordz penatratin when they hit em
gun talk?!?!!?..shit..only 'heat u niggaz touched' iz a VENTALATION SYSTEM
like 'readin ya life story' I'VE SEEN WUTCHU ABOUT
u niggaz aint shit...u'll easily 'get handled' like a COMPUTER MOUSE...cheaaa...

bizzy bape monkey plz say the monkey bitchez:)

[Ya GirL]

I choke and slay when I'm facing jokes for prey...
Against me, you got more chance surviving playing chicken on the motorway!
I'm raps queen and I've earned my crown
Like London Bridge I'll burn you down...
Guys couldn't fight back, if I turned around... so step to me?
And I'll murder you with lyrical weaponry...
I throw punches so hard in freestyles
That when they hit I'll send you head flying three miles!
So flee while I'm spitting it raw... splitting your jaw
When I hit the scene you had better be hitting the floor!

[Demonic]

-I'ma Make This 'Shit Rot' Like Decaying Of Turds Fake Thugs Only 'Fingering Techs/Text' Is When Playing Wit Words...

[Ya GirL]

Obviously you can't spit to this vocabulary
When I'm freestyling to rip and diss an adversary
I think quick, hussle with keys... rhyming smart to puzzle in frees
Lyrically, I'm carrying more weight than muscle mens knees
And my hits stay firm to dent starters...
Your punches won't wash with me, like you're typing with permenant markers!
I'm bringing hell... and I've got my words swinging well
I'd spell your name with chimes and it still won't ring a bell!

[BAPE]

niggaz might as well leave the game cuz like 'dead slavez' they SERVE NO PURPOSE
bape the 'phoniex sunz(sonz) the game so much..u would think i BIRTHED IT
u lamez..facin u niggaz iz like 'free watchez' NOT WORTH MY TIME
put 'bulletz in my rap book' u still couldnt MURC MY RHYME
gotta prollem wit bape go head tell me
i'll have u feelin 'unpretty when u lose ya left eye' like TLC
not even tryin ta spit cuz i be gon that damn hydro
'piss in ya eye' u still couldnt SEE MY FLO
'crak' ya skull like the LIBERTY BELL send ya 2 hell wutchu boastin fa
when i can easily pull chrome and 'lift ya lidz' like CAN OPENERZ
one of the hardest ta be beat...i'll 'stop ya eyez' u'll SEE THESE FEET(DEFEAT)
'on the ground wit rigor mortis' the only time u the HARDEST IN THE STREET

BIZZY BAPE MONKEY PLEASE SAY THE MONKEY CHEEAAAAAAA

[Paper_Soulja]

this shits suppose ta be off the top
so when you get close ta be i'll chop n chop
till ya rot and rot fuck the vocab
i go 4 grand in the hole stashed

[Ya GirL]

There's no twist or bending me when I'm dissing enemies
You guys are like me reminiscing the past... just distant memories
With clever slams I sever hands...
You beating me? How about never man!
When I let my letters ram, I'll striaght murder you...
All it takes is a word or two... you want me to take it further dude?

[DJGO]

back with a mag two times taller than shaq
fact, my strap longer than a trip to iraq
and the bombs they droped dont even pop...
half the show stop of my soap glock
thats what i call it, its so greasy
pop you in the chest leave you lil weazy
call you lil dub cuse theyll cart off your body
w8, switch it up have you stichin up
pull so many swings youd think you was pitchin up

blah played ish i guess

[Ya GirL]

Guys best of lines can't match the best of mine
I'll digest your minds... if you decide to test my rhymes
Herbs I sky because theirs verbs are dry...
There's a bigger distance between our talents, than how far a bird can fly!
If you ain't heard, I'm sly...
So don't think you can be exchanging booms, I'll rearrange you prunes...
Because the only time you're hard, is in the guys changing room!

[BAPE]

maaaaannnnnnnnn...u niggaz aint shit...all ya'll mufuckaz hoez
immatin a 'cocksuckin nepoleon dynamite' iz the only way u NERDZ'LL BLO
fuck all ya gun talk nigga...best ta where ya protection
i'll come thru wit the heat....and 'stick u dickheadz up' like an ERECTION
u faggotz dont keep it real i spit it ill... could give a fuk how u feel
call these slugz 'dead skin' cuz when i clap it they PEEL
i'm soon ta murc a nigga jus waitin on that next call(really i am)
when itz comez to ya'll....i aint 'fuckin wit real niggaz' like i'm FORNICATIN WIT SEX DOLLZ
dont like wut i'm sayin i really 'dont give a fuck'
like VIRGINZ..'bulletz iz money' i'm SPLURGIN go head try ya luck
bapez a g..ya'll really dont want more of him
i make u pussiez 'see death' like HORROR FILMZ
i'm on a rampage..hellz naw there aint no stoppin me homez
put the 'piece to ya chin' and watch ya LYRICAL THOTZ COME OFF THE TOP OF UR DOME
clap ya whole team u dont want none of me
put a 't.i.p' in ya chest' and make YA SHOULDA LEAN
u 'dawgz iz snitchez' hang AROUND COPZ LIKE DRUG K-9's
then imitate thugz...i outta clap ya handz for throwin up gang signz

[Ya GirL]

On the microphone I'll strike your dome... leaving the tight dethrone...
There's as many chances of beating me, as the number of dicks a dyke has blown!
So don't think you can sin this slow flow...
You winless homo's
Stand up to me, and come up shorter than a limbless Frodo!
I'll snap your neck son... leave you wrecked son with my hits connection
When facing me you better cum/come hard, like a rock with an erection!
Whack guys? I don't respect'em...
I'll hit them so hard that I'll be rocking their frame
That'll leave them shocked from the pain
Only time they would hit on a girl, is knocking my name...

[BAPE]

bitchez dont want 'beef'....i'll leave a COW shook
'remove ya eyez from ya socketz' ta give u a betta OUT LOOK
ya dead if u thinkin u can stop me yo
'stand on a faucet' still couldnt TOP MY FLO
u niggaz iz lamez man....na i aint a lia(r)
u pussy thugz no ya'll scared...call yall niggaz vagina
and i gotta tre pound that'll make u bak down
'shove ya spine in ya mouf' and see if u can BACK TALK NOW
i'm tell u now niggaz u dont want beef..u not ready fa this
i'll put a 'price on ya head' like PROSTITUTEZ SUCKIN DICK
half u niggaz claimin u nice u easily get finished
i'll 'rip up ya portraitz' but thatz not the only way i'll DESTROY UR IMAGE
alotta snakez in the grass but u still cant rattle me....
i'll lock u down wit hard barz like an ape..u try and battle me:)

[Ya GirL]

There's no testing it, when I rhyme the best get hit
Idiots be talking their whack infested spits
I'll punch them so hard their chest gets split
In to a million pieces, and then I'll rip the rest of it...
There's no guessing it... I'm the tightest chick to rhyme
When it comes to free's, I have the most hype and sickest mind...
There's no ripping mine... whack guys I lust to sin
Battle me? And trust I'll win...
I spit fire to combust their skin
Closest they get to blowing me away, is battling me in a gust of wind...

[Untold]

It’s like I threw my own dice and was rolled into the game
As I arise more filthy than a hobo in the rain
Saying fuck the rules I play no hold barred
2 evolve so far as I roll unscarred
Yet feeling deprived by the taxes each week
It’s like the government injected smack 2 our streets
With the week’s wages I can’t pay shit what I owe
Cos I give it 2 that baby by a bitch on the dull
So now I’m downing pints just 2 drown my sorrows
Then wake up with a migraine by the sound of 2morrow
Now I’m thinking ahead of my paths that’s paved
I could just laugh and blaze and be a castaway
Fuck a slut; get worried when I sting for days
Or walk round in life with middle fingers raised

[Loose Logic]

see me stumble in this cypher half drunk and full of gaunga
half pint of vadka, plus a bitch, and magnum condom
just droppin in like paratroopas, wit my share of music
me and and untold, is a pair of troopers, that rip dudes apart like we tearin sutures
true we reppin ILL LEGAL, tha actions are ilegal.. and YES
and as far as we know.. i stay hip, hoppin over kings like queens do in chess.

woot.

[Paper_Soulja]

on the off the top cypher, with da ganja and my lighter
stay in red like a firefighter, why ya bite sir??
nighty night like i just drank 2 bottles of nyquil
i might fill my cup up with benadryl then spend a mill
twist ya head off like a windmill i been ill with thoughts that kill wills
i don't think anyone but me here is doing an off the top
cuz ya shit is played out like hop skotch, ya not hot

[Sir.Mercenary]

MErc, fucks up lives, when i insert dick in wives
i gotta passion for this, hip hop biitch is the fuckin life
so i'll played any stinkin trick for a fuckin' mic
ya'll ain't rappers, ya'll homosexuals and dirty dykes
puttin more shit on your head than a helmet on a bike
ya'll stretch in numbers so i'll take you out 4 outta time
like elimidate, cause i eliminate with who i rhyme

[BAPE]

like 'handin out bb king songz' i'm a GIVE U THE BLUEZ
blast the ooz...so nigga watch wut move ya chose
betta believe ya boiz a heat keeper
fuck hataz..i'll 'dust' u off wit the street'sweeper'
try me dawg...thatz too daring
i'm the sun of a gun u dont wanna meet the parentz
u ben stilla nigga...yeah i still pull the trigga
no gun..talk shit...i'll will steal a nigga
comin at bape like u hard..who u supposed ta be
380 will 'lift ya top up' like a TOILET SEAT

[ill-mental]

this is boilin' heat hot-get ya knees popped outta place,we snubbed em'/
h used to do push ups so we knew only down to the waist hes tougher/
faces get muffled and muzzled,then we guttin u/
now ya cliques all puzzed like the jig-saw puzzle we cut em in to/
quick draw mcgraw,sammity sam/
u can take me on and my whole city- alabamas my fam/
if its and issue i quicky spit and hit u/
i only meant to hit u but i guess it wnt thru your sisters head to/
no more to say but more on the way, i wont quit/
i got a lead pole to assult kids who flow and make their skull split/
when i wrote this/
i knew i was soon to blow like dynamite wit slow wicks/
dont care how much u try to bite-iron mike couldnt maul this/

[TrYp™]

Puncture Ya Flesh - Ya Brother get Wrecked, True aim -deuce frame N' Pummel Ya Vest...
U grumbelin' Yes, get crumpled in Text..Plus My; Slug Nine'll Stop Ya Tunnel of Breath!
Drinkin Crazy My Funnel Is Blessed, im tipsy while ur a loser bein Suddle At Rest.

I Slay Men Since Cave Men - a wooden club'll dent ya grill, so dont worry bout toothpastin
Your Asian, Cuz Ya Vision Jus Trash, So Vision A Gat Buckin Out Hittin Ya Dad! Shit iam Glad to Mission The Cat - Blood Rave, Stunt Graves ALL with jus a Spit Of Ma Rap!

Go Ahead N Honk Ya Horn becuz rollin thru my hood, ya Hole Squad Get Torn
There must Be Alot Of Thorns cuz..U Get Cut, I move ooze N Strut an tryp Cop Ya Whore
U a Lame Nigga, Stop n Snore! Seen yo azz wita cart at the local Shoppin Store!
Wait..I Saw Some More! You was dat Guy Gettin Jumped Ina Flash - Three scopes, Trees-Rope..Hangin ya n right after...Pumpin Da Mack!

Lets Begin, I eat ya wifes Estrogen! Invest Her In.....A Couple Eggs Wit Sperm...I gave her HIV wen we BENG IT BURN!
Watch Me Shred her Insides...thas ma game...Put my Kids on in her brain jus so she can be thinkin of names!

[ill-mental]

u know the reason i came i the season has came, its game time/
take names and kick ass, pitchblack hole that i aim and take lifes/
i cause terror/
for instance-why u tryna afford a paul wall grill-
i'm tryna extort paul walls grill and be his paul bearer/
picture in different shades of black/
make the pave crack when i break your back on it/
i was trained to evade a retaliate and attack on it/
smell the incence- heavy in smoke/
u sound like every nigga-its hard to tell the differnce lik pepsi and coke/
its a dream that i make-
while teams escape in sleep i creep and spray, u better be woke/

[TrYp™]

couple fours in ya mouth..leave u sore in a bout' of course ur som trout cuz YOU GET GUT
True...get buck!
im jus typin n not stoppin to think, reachin the bar now t's coppin a drink, i flow alot in the sink, cuz my Rhymes r in sinc, Blam clips, damn bitch, LInes n dem things!

[ill-mental]

when me and my camp slam on u-i be on some camcord shit/
imean set up the stands wit fans for it/
i mean cheerleaders in panties to dance for it/
we get an applause while u get clapped/
have my man baby powder my palm while u get slapped/
it aint hard to think of these rhymes/
its much harder to clean the ink up at the scene of the crime/
your styles stupid, the crowd proved it ,the house was packed/
i can have a bile moment and you'd get more sounds from that/

[ill-mental]

whiloe u countin stacks of paper-
i'm countin stacks of rhymes that captures time/
that will eventually get me thousands in back taxes/
cuz the game owes me back for underestimaitin' my rap talents/
i pack hachets for your wack asses-gimme your plaques,faggots,lyrically.../
u wearin the crown i'ma take a stab at it, physically/
i'm smack dab in a mystical force when i'm flowin'/
then i'm glowin like a lit torch from lyrics that scorch when i'm blowin'/
no need to promotoe me i'm like coke/
take a "o" to the brain and u ghostly, i'm like dope/ fa sho

[...G...E...O...]

Call me what you want like Redman ill be dat
If cats is dope then Geo’s rehab
Believe that I use to go to war with an uzi...
But now Im just trying to score like the fugees...
With these whores and these groupies...
Out in the Costa Rican shore drinking smoothies...
Or any other tropic... Superficial but still damage any other topic...
Ill give it to any other novice im just being honest...
So when this god writes its sorta like a psalm...
Even in the face of death remain calm, sorta like Saddam...
But I aint got no time to hang around...
No need for a noose, I’ll throw you off the roof like Bishop in Juice...
Show you im the truth when Im sipping on some Goose...
That goes for anybody trying to test me long cheddar... Me bongs never...
Im only using blunts... Treat flows like condoms I only use em once...

[Cap G]

Off da top cypher..no prewritten no writers
im nicer C-P-T-C Sniper aight bruh?
Im Cappin G'z Im Stacking Leaves (hah)
im maccin breeze 85 a crack ya and leave
I fite wars inglewood 2 im trained to shoot
Programmed to Loot from da root 2 fizzez in ma boot
I got heat for a mark elite for a trick
I creep when its dark and dont care about no bitch
im grim and im reapin bulets seep-in when u sleepin
leave ya hole hood beepin im from da worst partof ceempton

mufucka

[GrayShis Da PURE Truth]

I make Money Like A Tycoon ...
You make It rain I make it Typhoon ..

[e-ReK]

you make it typhoon? nobody ever heard ya name
believe when I make it rain its like a hurricane!

[Raw Spits]

Please, when I fart, ya'll drool and get Fazed Next
Then spit and let the blaze spreads, infectin bars into Caged Sex
Bring 50% less cause I'm Past Status, When the other Half's Damaged
Mines Smashed Standard, Besa Mi Culo, twice flipped Spanish
In other words, kiss my ass with a different apparatus, Short Hand
The Short Plan to alienate the Short Band into Floor Plans before Doors slam

[ChAsErDoWn]

i'm tired of phony display's of affection/
try'n to catch me with a erection/
papazi would have a field day with me/
I let you see me naked in a g string/
then hang over a balcony and try to sing/
about shit that i could possibly know nuthin about/
then be like em and tell the world you could never figure me out/
when you could just simply listen to my song's/
chokin on somethin strong, I think it was weed they put in the bong/
why can't we just all get alongGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG/
man this shit is gettin stupider by the minute/
while i'm writin this I got the water hoe's try'n to fit my dick in it/
Down sit hut line of scrimage/

[Lie Sense]

Unamused with the useless abuse of this music
continually provin that there's room for any form of a movement
switching my genres in search of a bolder noise
a bolder voice when I'm given no choice, but Solja Boi?
What happened to the notes of growth that sent change forward. untuning the sky?
was it denied? So if real music was among the living, then the living must die?

(Last two lines are a flip from 'A Song For St. Cecilia's Day' - famous poetry)

[j0ker]

...Hmm..

since it's off the top, you'll neva catch me off the block
cuz when I rock it's an understatement to say that I'm hot
I'm ready to mash up, get ready to get passed up
if you wanna battle knuckle up and put some cash up
I'm really audio but the cypha skills is un-measured
yea you might be ill...but I'm something that's unpleasant
open up ya present (BLAOW!) ya shit's irrelevent
cuz my rhymes got the power to take me places you never went..

[t_3ree]

irelevent?...
dog dont question the god i call you irrev-er-ent
you the biggest joke i know im the hardest you never met
your cyph skill... im bout to measure it
2 of 10... the best youll ever get
dood you cant see me like caterachs
my money is long 20 years old with a cadilac
so you play the joke
ill be the ace in the whole
slow yer row... with that caps lock perenthesis talk

[SiZziLL]

Off The Top, No Writtens Or Topic In Mind
Speak The Truth Dont Get Caught In A Lie
Dont Floss, Dont Shine, Aint Ya Average Hiphop Head
A Starvin Artist Tryna Bring This Game Back Where It Started
What Ever Happened To The Elements? Practicin Ya Penmenship
Hittin The Stage, Represent By Rappin Wit Intelligence
Its About Commin Off The Lid With That Lyrical Fury
Hit Up Battles An Strike Fear In The Jury
If I Appear To Be In A Hurry, The Cops May Be Harrasin Me
After Trackin Me For Sacks Of Green Wit Their Phone Tappin Scheme

[yungdon]

OFF TOP NO PAD OR PEN
IF HE SPEAK THA TRUTH THEN WE CANT BE MAD AT HIM
I'M JUST COASTING NET.... SEEING WHO POSTING THA BEST
SCOPING THA BEST WHILE THA REST FLOAT TO THEY DEATH
WHO NICER THAN ME MY MIND GETS BRIGHTER ON WEED
I NEVER BEEN A LIAR ON FREES AND NEVER BEEN A WRITER SO PLEASE
DONT EVER SAY THATS ITS WRITTEN
I'VE BEEN LABELED AS THA MISSING
PIECE TO THA PUZZLE I KNEW LIFE WAS GOING TO BE HARD CAUSE JESUS STRUGGLED
HEY IF THA PEOPLE LOVE U THEN THEY LOVE U
JUST BEWARE CAUSE HATERS ALWAYS LOOKING FOR A CHANCE TO SNUB U
AND LEAVE U ON THA PAVEMENT LEAKING UR BLOOD DUDE

[R.Y.A.N.O.]

Drop a beat and set the pace off with me on it//
Creatin more marvels than Stan lee comics//
MC bomb shit, and get retarded when RYANO proceed//
Music getting you so high you’ll prolly walk away with a nose bleed//
The organ at the end of my spine seems Devine//
You need bifocals and an IQ of 16 five nine just to read my mind//
Cant believe my rhymes when I freestyle at top speed and dare you clock me//
Cuz It’s the only way challengers are able to mach (mock) me//
If Im not top 3 I ought be, but im among the six greats//
Get night vision when im spittin cuz I black out on mix tapes//

[MILKMAN]

I get it in really moving that work come indirect I'll super soak you shirt never been scared to do my own dirt hands stay fifthy pistol grip napesack with half a milli and got some of my bitches transportin villians moving with four fifthes and boomsticks they extortin lockin down all blocks that's what 's important gettin money is the mission and I'm not abortin my decision is to get that cash whether it's comin slow or movin fast try to robb and the shottie gonna blast they serving bullshit I got that glass

[PaRaDoKz]

Rappin-It-Sick, Not Blastin-A-Fifth Cuz I Prove Im The Hardest-Wen-Im-Punchin-Thugs..
Striking-With-My-Fists, What Im "Writing'll-Be-Sick" Like The "Startings-Of-A-Stomach-Bug"..!
(Writing'll Be Sick/ Right Tingle B Sick)
I Stab-With-Accuracy, Hurry Grab-The-Emergency Mask-&-Do-Surgery..!
While I "A Mad Gin My Death" Without "Angry Chinese Rappers-To-Murder-Me"..!
(Imagine My Death)
Then Let The Knife Slip-From-My-Soft-Hands, So I Can Grab The Fifth-N-Jus-Pop-Mans..!
Wont Retire-Or-Die, Cuz I "Stay With A Fire-Inside" Like "Living-With-Rock-Bands"..!

Quick Shit..Random Ass Shit

[Potent]

I'ma set da trend so da vibe can now blend
From da keys to da screen I'm vivd to ya lens
Breakout da tape decks erase dat fake vet
Replace em with da Potent dubbin speeds at break neck
I set da pace wit words laced to suduce ya
Manage more cardnal sins than Tony La Russa
Battle scarred microphones weapon of choice
Shove my books down ya throat so I lession da voice

[~CoNCePt~]

theres a fine line between genius n insanity
i hop the fence thats just behind ya vanity
crazy like chainsaws but you should not notice
i can do anything n you don't know my motives
ya cant anticapate when i break so dont test fate
when i rap particapate cuz my reflexes aint late
this aint give n take i'll leave you mixed like shakes
spit n miss ya fake cuz thiers no real clean slate

[Da ProFiT]

cross the line like past ancestors in hopes of freedom/
i can lead'em towards the holy grale but cant force feed'em/
used to be minor now we the majority the whips in our hands let's beat'em/
make history,literallly take back our schools literacy/
there teachings all distorded,hiding reality/
of genocide an anarchy,civilizations erased,in the rye eye of envy/
i conquer thee,rape ya women and trade u to slavery/
the words of caucasions,from caucus mountains,deal in tretchery/
slaughtered millions of ethnicity,in greed for land and gold currency/
the truth exposed,got those, government officials froze/
should they deliver me a deadly dose/
like PAC,biggy, an kennedy no one knows/
chose to tell it,how i see it,no sugger coated memo's/
barely scratched the surface of foe's,this just a lil demo/
suggest ya dress warm cuz im colder than a winter for an eskimo/
by this time tommarow,youll be stone cold floating off the coast of mexico/
or add fire to fuel im highly flammable,like texaco/
standin feet firmly planted with a gascan askin who's next to go/

[Carerra Lee Blaze]

So i speak abstract
A multitude of colors
To all my sisters and btothers
flowin with one another
Now see the sound flow
as the the winds blow
Where did it all go?
Does anybody know?
Can any body see
a way to set the minds free
and take em to the same place that my mind be?
A gaining of knowledge
that that cant be acquired in college
through my mind flows a collage
the ignorance is a mirage
but its everywhere from wall street to someones garage

[Carerra Lee Blaze]

I gotcha? Naw you got me
Tie me where you are, to show me where I knot (not) be, bacterial flow, Germ-man (German) on the Nazi, ya'll just watch me
Try and stop me, I'll unload all my flows
Watch em go to the top speed
Shiftin gears on ya ears, when I'm flowin I'm so Gordon, you can't see where I'm goin
Flash or Jeff, it don't matter I'm the best
So Favre on exams, I can Pass any test
Jesus,I sneeze this,lyrics puzzles for the pieces,all the issues on my tissues I'm the uncle u my nieces

[InsularAlien]

when i release this killer thesis it'll be like the return of jesus/
burnin leaves with hermits and heathens till im incapable of breathin/
i got nails in my semen and i'm cummin to leave you tacked down/
my tongue is soaked in arsenic, so when i spit you better back down/
i'll track down every wack clown from around town and have em jacked up/
like a mack truck with it's brakes cut, you can't stop me in my tracks, what!/

[ChAsErDoWn]

first are you ready to roll call me legend cuz I'm slanging like that george from blow
Quick to grab ah punk up by the elbow and bend that bitch back real slow
Snap your an rip out ya spinal cord like a jack in a telephone
Harder than brittle cookies so crooked I can't even make a bet with bookies

[Double R]

Smoke a bowl for the homies smoke another cause I aint high yet// A criminal mentatlity wit a cerial killa's mindset// wich eqauls one dude you aint really tryin ta beef wit// right raps, live for music, breath hip hop eat it n breathe it// you fake emcees is like a pussy just waitin for somebody to beet it// I fuck pussy stick my dick in it you prolly eat it// you take a dick in da mouth, I find a bitch n feed it// just face it, my crew winners yall crew defeated// i take the glory while you dissapear like a hair line that receadin// like peiods we leave em bleedin

[MILKMAN]

Live n tha flesh coming str8t outta SC equip with mad weaponry and ammunition
hit anything moving wrong in my vision aim with precision taking over is the mission
so it go hard or go home where I'm from it's a str8t warzone pop tha chrome to depart
flesh from bone around here we playing for keeps put em in eternal sleep
fucking with us you should've known better down in the dirty we about whatever
we move wise and think clever take no prisoners let no imposters intervene
all we got for them is a infa red beam post on any block to get the cream
cause getting the money is the mission we all villians that know how to play our position
graduated from posting now I'm in the kitchen
using the pyrex tp produce that drop,glass some of these niggaz
I'm bound to water whip them fast cause if it's all about that paper I got to get that cash

[Double R]

Off the top cypha fuck it we just take ya top off// you fake ass rappers pop shit but dont want shit ta pop off// so shut ya mouth turn around n walk off// pop haterz like white headz// pack gats like the feds// Then homicide visitin ya an ya fams cryin by ya death bed// Leave BLOOD leakin out ya DOME, call it HEAD BANGIN// I get money like scarface when he started slangin// shots rainin with my percise aimin means i don't miss leave my victims head hangin// like they embaressed and they cheeks red// but it aint cause they blushin...naw its from all the blood shed

[FaDaWaY aka Da PeArL]

da boi double r be comin to sick haha..get at me fam

[M.L. Vile]

check......

Marchin, creepin wit vegence on the maverick
the pills went bizerk to work half my mind gone off average
im blastin endless rounds of my unit in half
as laugh and laugh trailin the arms and calfs
Charlie heard the gunfire and unloaded plenty in my direction
now im alone nothin but empty portection, time to get to steppin
and when they find me, it aint gone be funny
remove my body with plyers but starti n with the falangies
obviously i've come to a part of my life with the deepest misfortune
sounds like to me, mama should of just had the abortion

....................its a story kinda.

[Double R]

Got pills in my system daily like birth control//
Attack ya in the back or serve ya full frontall//

Bustin caps in dat ass if we think we see you frontin//
x-game style cause you always see me stuntin//

Carve a haters head like a halloween pumpkin//
shotty like super soaker, ready to fire after punpin//

If you mad at this emcee then its HATER FUCK YOU!!//
Shoot ya like I'm huntin deer, then next I'll buck dude//

Bad attitude when I'm sober so homie juss stay back//
take out my knife and play hide the needle in the hay stack//

[...G...E...O...]

Take out my knife and play hide the needle in the hay stack
Im a different degree of evil so for my people ill take a coward out a-sap

I no longer play that, that was the old me way back
But so much depends on reputation im forced to guard mine with my life//
I think twice before reacting my life extends beyond just rapping
So fuck a battle I don’t win through arguments I win through actions//
You cant imagine what my mind is packing so when it all unfurls
You’ll see im just trying to walk a straight line down this crooked world//
But fuck it what’s cooking girls


Check it brown is in vanilla is done... So for the scrilla and funds...
Im steady taking over like Attila the Hun... Anybody killa but who’s realer then son...
Nobody, cause most cats is worthless... I put more work in by accident then most do on purpose...
Finger four, picture perfect... Trying to stack figures more, so im working...
Always on my grind that why girls stay on the penis... Plus I’ve been getting Cash Money since Baby was a fetus...
I got the mind of a genius so imma keep out balling clowns... Till London bridge starts falling down...

[E-Clypse]

shooting ya is like i have an heroin addiction/
im a virus that causes deleteriousness infliction/
trust me, there is no missing, just invision this none working proposition/
think of me as audacious that i was excommunicate/
all of the priest of the church dreams my impossible fate/
to this date, i dont even feel contriteness/
Even when it should hit me when its ultraconservative/
the realization of my self-accusation of this abominable life i live/
controls my everyday breathe that it predetermines my expiration in the human race/
Looking back i see im fixed on the so-called life in this well-worn place/

blah

[MagnifacenT]

I’m calm and collect with lots of respect
Who saves one fifty off of a check
Not to protect just a fall back plan
Id rather see it, I’d need a tall trash can
All have plans I have a specific one
Purchased entirely on legitimate funds
Predicaments come when it’s the best of times
Unexpectedly soiling pride leaving you petrified (for what’s)
Next in line, tensions high and what to do
No one will help it’s entirely up to you
It disrupts the mood of positivity to sorrow
That’s when realization becomes a moral
Stuck with two kids parents are stressin
You’d think Katrina was an apparent lesson