2006 Cypher
Posted: Mon Sep 11, 2006 12:19 pm
Ky-ill: Im a street-activist this is a feat-with-an-act-of-fist/the complete-fact-is-this ill treat you like you were a deadbeat and got smacked-by-subsist
Conspiracy: I'll stack-and-diss, as Kyle smacks-subsist||Attack with 'punch'lines so i attack-with-fist||Kick your hips to make your back-twist||I'll hack your identity and delete quick so now you don't exist||
EkomS: quit actin-jew, now who's smackin-who?/kyle's bloody red and subsist's black-n-blue/stuck in a position like he got dragged-in-glue/so i'll seperate the queer and split this fag-in-two
Complexity: Ill stop you on this track like a flaggin crew || dealing with a fag n jew, soon my dick will be gagging you || fuck one bar, ill be adding two || and consume ur time like playing madden through ||
-Ky-ill left the room.
Conspiracy: Im aiming-through killed 2 and im blaiming-you||Sick enough so im making-flues, and breaking-jews||I'll have you repeating your lines like "Who-mike-jones"||You'll have enough "rocks" in your mouth like you bite-stones||
EkomS: i'll mention jew-AGAIN! while tom starts doin-them/he's pullin-men, next thing u know he's screwin-ten/that's the type of gay shit that causes ugly-kids/MIKE JONES, MIKE JONES!!... and i still don't really know who the fuck-he-is!
Complexity: Now its the genius n I'll 'leave ya fucked like sammie', in Miami, At Your Favorite Spot the greatest block || with this latest drop savor this rock, cuz I favor this glock soon the waiver is off || now its time to surround rock like fort knocks ur rhymes could 'force cops' || the remorse stops, cuz I got more magazines then source shops ||
Conspiracy: I'll pimp your ho and have her doing horse-hops (Whores)||Having her doing more-stop, in bored-shops (BOARD)||Look here bitch this is your-spot||She'll suck your dick till it has four-knots, beating your ass and leaving you on the floor-shot||
EkomS: holes-thru-the-tile, this pro's-juvenile/queer thoughts shows-thru-ya-smile, public urination is the only thing that flows-to-ya-style/ i've seen better wordplay attempts from weaker-cowards/ i might talk alot of shit.. but u speak-for-hours
Complexity: deplete your powers, Ill spit sweet to make the defeat more sour || you'll get beat for hours, quicker then Ny Peeps retreat tore towers || what damn-line-we-on, leave rock devoured like land-mines-we-bomb || in this cypher where unplanned-rhymes-belong|| and I wont rest till some-brand-signs-ekoms ||
Conspiracy: Im so evil i can give away-sin, you're as homo as them ballet-twins||I fish fillet-fins, i've been the champ of this cypher so im giving away-wins||This nigga is a homo rapper who craves-men||Them aint dimples you suck so much dick your cheeks caved-in||
EkomS: fuck dimples, i'll leave dents-across-ya-face till ladies n gents-applause-n-praise/drop keys, i got pens-to-toss-the-place since-the-loss-of-race i've went-n-paused-the-haste/now that the clock stopped i got time-to-spare n rewind-a-pair/ but this bar's seperating like a rhyme's-affair so keep ur mind-aware
Complexity: you can't see me, so if ur blind stay there, as we resemble greatness articulated words without fakeness || elevate so high we are weightless like being in space ships || obliterate ur statements, dilapidate ur face with straight pins || my rhymes travel like vacations, threw radio stations, over throw nations, cuttin em into whole rations ||
Conspiracy: I'll stack-and-diss, as Kyle smacks-subsist||Attack with 'punch'lines so i attack-with-fist||Kick your hips to make your back-twist||I'll hack your identity and delete quick so now you don't exist||
EkomS: quit actin-jew, now who's smackin-who?/kyle's bloody red and subsist's black-n-blue/stuck in a position like he got dragged-in-glue/so i'll seperate the queer and split this fag-in-two
Complexity: Ill stop you on this track like a flaggin crew || dealing with a fag n jew, soon my dick will be gagging you || fuck one bar, ill be adding two || and consume ur time like playing madden through ||
-Ky-ill left the room.
Conspiracy: Im aiming-through killed 2 and im blaiming-you||Sick enough so im making-flues, and breaking-jews||I'll have you repeating your lines like "Who-mike-jones"||You'll have enough "rocks" in your mouth like you bite-stones||
EkomS: i'll mention jew-AGAIN! while tom starts doin-them/he's pullin-men, next thing u know he's screwin-ten/that's the type of gay shit that causes ugly-kids/MIKE JONES, MIKE JONES!!... and i still don't really know who the fuck-he-is!
Complexity: Now its the genius n I'll 'leave ya fucked like sammie', in Miami, At Your Favorite Spot the greatest block || with this latest drop savor this rock, cuz I favor this glock soon the waiver is off || now its time to surround rock like fort knocks ur rhymes could 'force cops' || the remorse stops, cuz I got more magazines then source shops ||
Conspiracy: I'll pimp your ho and have her doing horse-hops (Whores)||Having her doing more-stop, in bored-shops (BOARD)||Look here bitch this is your-spot||She'll suck your dick till it has four-knots, beating your ass and leaving you on the floor-shot||
EkomS: holes-thru-the-tile, this pro's-juvenile/queer thoughts shows-thru-ya-smile, public urination is the only thing that flows-to-ya-style/ i've seen better wordplay attempts from weaker-cowards/ i might talk alot of shit.. but u speak-for-hours
Complexity: deplete your powers, Ill spit sweet to make the defeat more sour || you'll get beat for hours, quicker then Ny Peeps retreat tore towers || what damn-line-we-on, leave rock devoured like land-mines-we-bomb || in this cypher where unplanned-rhymes-belong|| and I wont rest till some-brand-signs-ekoms ||
Conspiracy: Im so evil i can give away-sin, you're as homo as them ballet-twins||I fish fillet-fins, i've been the champ of this cypher so im giving away-wins||This nigga is a homo rapper who craves-men||Them aint dimples you suck so much dick your cheeks caved-in||
EkomS: fuck dimples, i'll leave dents-across-ya-face till ladies n gents-applause-n-praise/drop keys, i got pens-to-toss-the-place since-the-loss-of-race i've went-n-paused-the-haste/now that the clock stopped i got time-to-spare n rewind-a-pair/ but this bar's seperating like a rhyme's-affair so keep ur mind-aware
Complexity: you can't see me, so if ur blind stay there, as we resemble greatness articulated words without fakeness || elevate so high we are weightless like being in space ships || obliterate ur statements, dilapidate ur face with straight pins || my rhymes travel like vacations, threw radio stations, over throw nations, cuttin em into whole rations ||