Keystyle Cypher!

[Ill Finesse]

On my road from rags to riches
Having my pick of the baddest bitches
With bad intentions
A tad demented
And then it switches
I'm looking at pictures of my daughters
And realize the evil mentality of mankind is what I author
Like an offering to getting slaughtered
Once you change your ways you become a martyr
Didn't give a fuck until I became a father
But their mothers a hoe
I know
If I don't stick around, how it'll go
So I stay put, miserable
Once they turn 18? I'll get rid of you
The relationship ain't shit and the kids are sick of you
If they only knew what this bitch would do...
On the low
But this bitch despicable even the kids know
Shit, the kids even covered
That's their mother
Section 8
gave her a place
where she'll entertain lovers
And I'll pay the bill which I'll owe the state
This is basically what happened in the OJ case
In hindsight it's all my fault
Should have never been with that bitch in the first place
I was thirsty
The next one will be worthy to observe me

-iLL

[Celph Taut]

Yeah, who's worthy to see this essence?
Keying lessons. Indeed, you peasants...
Can read the message. Try to decipher it...
As I'm writing it.
Hands, Michael Jai White equipped
Tires split open, kill you, and who you were riding with
Watch the car explode on impact - no surviving it.
The firefighters responding, in awe of the environment...
And by being in awe, they had a hydrant hit...
Cause a geyser. "Kobayashi" - I'm not your "cup" of tea; I'm on some Keyser 'ish...
I'm not your cup of coffee.
Moonwalk across the board to get you suckers off me.
Adrenaline running, through my veins. Pushing out red, so, only the blue remains...
The rapping version of Hugo Strange...
Flying back to Latveria, on Doctor Doom's remains...
Nigga's ain't ready for me. I was born in '86, but been nice since '73.
Look at the webs that I weave...
Old heads would agree...
Even Melle on VladTV like, "That nigga Celph better THAN ME!"
Uh... straight disrespect...
Punch trajectory will left your neck, like a discotech.
Sit your 3 dollar ass down, homie - I ain't diss you, yet.
Nino Brown when I see those clowns n' start keying rounds...
Can't stay out of trouble...
Say a rebuttal that will melt your face n' leave your brain in a puddle
Verses coming deep, but not as deep as this grave that I dug you..
I do the dougie on it...n' then follow it up... with the kryptonite
They calling you what? THE KING of the metropolitan stuff...
My metropolis is to be dropping kicks...
Watching Karate Kid, daily, 'cuz they need that Mr.Miyagi fix...
I got the fists like those kung fu movies. Hands will be chopping bricks
My shoe closet is as if they contractors built a Footlocker in it...
Word, nah I'm just kidding.
Rather buy me a business than aspire an interest
and provide what another guy can get rich with...
Rather X amount of stocks than StockX tags
Rather drop keys than to be featured in league text mags
Uh. Already proven myself. Ain't gonna do it no more.
Only doing this 'cuz dude is been bored...
But I guess that's what the TikTok muses are for...
Put you in a box next to another one, for you to record
But since it isn't about music no more
I'd rather drop keys to the informed
Since music allure isn't pushing physical units to stores
To sell stuff online with package deals they're doing through tours
First man to arrive, n' the last to leave.
Rambo tats, with the black fatigues on for these "Kong's" wishing to match with me.
Pbbt... fat chance, believe... hit the cardio, first.
Bought you some shirts n' put your name on it to market some merch.
I'm not buying it. Literally. "I'm not buying it".
Trying hit the goals on books that I got wiser with
If you're not following the canon, I understand it...
Don't know the lore. Your information is second hand, going door to door.

[Pharaohs Army]

@Celph Taut
You remind me a lot of me. Really- the only reason- I'd ever post this free. NOT saying u motivated me [lol]. NOT saying echelon will wake UP'n'Cook me BACON Grease!!!!!
but look. my inglish is so good. i'm like a book. non-fiction. reference style.
stupid inexperienced teenage wiggerz should paste these las'2 cyphers up in their open mics....yeah: check this stYle....little whisper...little inFlection
i'm sicker than type II diabetes - giv all these black \ wack rapperz a bigger infection...Amputation?!
salutations: Don't think i forgot about | whitez 'n hispanics
aw, fuck, looks like Taut Dropped (This)w/ no effort, much to my wide eyed panic!!
these r Time sensitive actions....Tryta do itfasterr.....mind over matter - as we rhyme thru the battle...[ugh]
CELPH don't tattle!. i've got Secret beats...
why deze bitches wanna Cruise the Streets w/ me
,yeah. we try'ta - keep it clean...
Diguise our Style - w/ Each I.D. [heheh]
...u'll either love me or h8 me so much i try out fr the XFL, like "He Hate Me"

[Ill Finesse]

Whatever that was. I didn't read it
Beat it
Take the scenic
I make your girls leg shake when she takes this penis
Aye.. keep that between us
I told her I wouldn't say nothing.. If you say something?
She was gonna dump you anyway, she'll stay coming
But fuck that, let's bust raps
I can't think of nothing, bus pass? Hubcaps?
You would love that to be true.. my minds too divine
Each line is procedurally generated at my leisure I demonstrate it
My arrogance leads to my features Denigrated
A defense mechanism after this heat has penetrated
Now respect the rhythm and check out the wisdom
Don't need the clout, just an army of soldiers who will be devout
Figure head so I be the mouth (pause)
Let's start off working out for an hour a day
And hey, I say clean your house
Wash your ass, smell like alpine blast when you leaving out
Stay focused and you can achieve whatever you're dreaming bout
Don't believe in doubt
Over time the wins and losses will even out
Learn to embrace the journey, it's better than needing routes
In your free time you could change somebody's life.....

[Bag Mandela]

If time was free you wouldn't be spending it at
An all boys school doing lessons in math hoping your erection will pass before the end of the class,
Your parents abandoned you cuz you're a hell of a drag so you call Ubers and tell your friends it's your Dad,
Hope you feel better for that,
I feel slightly more upbeat for mentioning it,
Though I'll come down soon back to incredibly shit,
Possibly hover at baseline for the afterglow,
wish that was a joke but sadly no,
you batty hole, since the age of 4 your dick hasn't grown now you feel intimidated by camel toe like ants that roam sandy zones,
At least it breaks the monotony of being sat alone wishing your Dad was home,
But after his bitch ex / sis left he probs did best,
You know where this is going, incest,
That's why you're black but look Cuban,
This meatballs inbred he's sub-human

[Celph Taut]

I mean, where do I begin?
Rather live a life of sin, then ignite the light, within.
Mice of Men, stuck in the parallels, to entice their friends...
Individuals, offering advice, akin to a licensed end...
Heisenberg, putting the ricin in....been the nicest since...
Scared Straight 99, getting put where the lifers been
Derogatory terms are the least of your worries...
When you're taking plea deals n' making peace with the juries
Commiseration over your agony...
Skeletons in my closet, all of them dragging me
My shadow couldn't hang with me
I did enough hanging, clothes dangling from wired-hangers, b.
Experiencing turbulence, my uprise was plane to sea...
Now let's change the scene...
Spitting game, already came with a grading scheme... inside of the triple A regime..
Preparing for moments not manifested yet... destined for
something great keep you up, 'till late.
Dancing with the devil, eat revenge from your supper plate.
Been ready for this match my whole life, n' now I am cutting weight...
That's why when you ask me, I can tell you, "It wasn't fate"...
Something that I knew would be coming...
You'd shoot off too, if they use the same tools to fuel your discussion
I watch rooms move in stand-still states
With yes men, eating Hungry man's off anvil plates
Thinking to myself, "Only if"... then I trail off n' reminiscence...
A temper like Jim Everett's
Holding the globe with a over-sized catchers mitts
And I took that heat, so why are you getting pissed?
Life isn't a box of chocolates they sold you, sunshine - it never is.
Thing's looking grim, feel like isolation's the key for you
Figures jumping off of the bibles pages you're reading through
Larger than life? No, write, 'till it is harder to type...
Far from the nights of partying, and spitting recycled bars, over Skype..
Now it's tik tok kids... hip hop lives
inside of the cells of society deprived of the variety they provided themselves..
Hell, there's been times on the cell where I couldn't tell
... the difference, between what's reality and the lies they propel

[Celph Taut]

Yeah, the lies they propel... rocking disguises, as well. Idle as hell.
Micro-soft words, out here, trying to Excel.
They'd rather watch you die, in a cell then fly with the sails
Lifting high, which is why I can tell, just in time for the bell.
Feel like the Zach Morris of rap corners...
They're asking to take it back for us
Nah, rather rap take you Logan cats to the black forest...
Cracking jaws like Ye's car crash, 'far as raps involved...
Get a slap across 'fore you get your red leather jackets, off.
So, come at me, dog. Don't got a rap, at all.
Turn you to a Casper n' beat your ghost to the sleep mattress song...
Or sleep mattress jingle... I said you're a 'hijo de puta', but you didn't catch the lingo...
So let me run it through Google... translate both these hands are they punish your noodle..
And you don't got a UberEats it or anything: these punches come TO YOU!
Yeah, free of charge. Keying bars like Hollywood walk of fame, 'way you seeing stars...
Feel like you're driving in luxury, 'till you be in ours...
Korean cars boosted to make you feel like you're leaving Mars...
Uh... that's taking you off of this earth...
End up in a shallow grave, n' I ain't talking a hearse...
I'm talking a verse as awkward as trying to walk in reverse
With the Kriss-Kross style, know my M.O is more gospel than church...
Godspeed if you double cross me. My thoughts be, warped
And raunchy. Game way too hard to reach the boss screen.
Cypher Alum', a fight like a knife to a gun...
Feel like I'm being filmed by Ryan McPherson when I'm striking you bums.
So, I hold back; Asian masseuse... only way to get loose
For the matter, here. Spray your recruits up, like Ukrainian troops...
I mean, it ain't in your roots... the fuck were you lying for?
I know I'm a dinosaur, so I only come here when I am bored...
I drop keys where they require doors...
Feel the pressure of a Mastodon when applying force...
Birdman: Attorney of law, take the matter up to the higher courts...
Still dunking on you... feeling comfortable, use...
Nothing but these hands for you fake Cliff Huxtable dudes..
You're discussions refuse to authenticate the real...
Kill the physical body off, so the mental state can heal...
It's therapeutic. I'm hearing music... somewhere off in the distance,
I know the weirdos use it... in here, some clear recluses.
My hands bare the blueprints... instruction manuals, dog...
I don't wanna hear about your grammar, at all.
Millions of years ago, there were problems the modern man couldn't solve...
A now all humans become primitive, once those cameras go off.
I close the distance between meticulous schemes
You think it's ridiculous? Please...
Whether your interest is kicking these keys, it makes no difference to me.
Been off the plot, n' don't got to use any force
Just bare it all, like a protestor at the Juno Awards...
And Juno, of course, I got a set of pipes... where's your faucets at?
Watch your back, got a clock like Flava Flav if you're talking smack...
Shit goes off the map, quickly. They wanna think adjacent..
Arm lock make him 'tap out', like a sink replacement...
Oh... guess it's a joke...
find themselves in self reflection the very second I post
So, unless you suppose to be a threat, or something scary... I ain't hearing it.
Kiss the ring, while the onlookers stare at it...

[Pharaohs Army]

[QUOTE=Celph Taut;8965250]Yeah the lies they propel...[QUOTE]...How do you it Well?...Practice I can tell; you're trying, but I won't tell...little intro...we'll stop b1ting try2be original...
canadian; and, particularly exceptional...2 to 3 in Mind, perhaps (also) @ other sites...out of space; out of mind. fairly sober, to be in control. where do we go? So many textsites 'n trained guys dropping free practice4my brain bites....
onlythingicandois reciprocate alittle..which we'll get to:
little intro on the introspective sick flow, usually follows well polished ideas from others, on the get go...
I try to let go. i Try.
But I'm sweet (like) 3.14 pie, embedded in my mind...until.,,to bed! Iclimbed....the letterz fly as the pages dry...
I don't take my time, otherwise - i wouldn't be cyphering with "stranger" guys...who have bars that r stranger than mine. [in a good way]
At least that's what I should say.
What I meant is they need to get over their hood ways. Their white collar upbringings w/ advantaged/attentive parents....college, research, it looks gr8...on the re-sume...
Set a date, and we'll recyle rhymes (at leassssst 5X quick 3syl mults here...finish this line for me. queers.)
Or get me a beer, which I will imbibe.
Enjoying my time with sports on the wire.
Ignoring the lime, and roasting the R-B is required. and getting roasted for spitting lame audio, w/no real punches..thatgoBetterHere on the cypher!~
Every single rhyme of mine talks about - how I'm a better writer.
Yes, the editors and mods around here are fire, for providing
environments for thriving
striving and trying for better timing,,i mean its all our life stories@this point
Your next one will certainly rock the joint...but if there's mnore than 3? we'd have to "cut a few linez",'r small parts...but then it's chopped&destroyed
copy me-more, as i project, ta drpp another 20 on the store
Counter
will the next one be a roast-boast, or a realshit debbie downer?
I know we all have them both, but I never found them.
Like a baby we all weigh the soft drugs in several ounces.
I bet you're a reeder who does many crunches.