[Anghellic]

So don't keep in my face or I'll be forced to take physical action
Punch ya grill and ya back in, and that's just literal rappin'

I feel you De; no homo but these emcee's is fashion trend,
watch em drizzle out when the fashion end,
They boy band faggots waiting for that to come back in...

but.. fuck it

back to the cypher, I realize I gotta drop heat like the suns in my palms,
holy scripture lyrics like im typing out psalms n pretty like they outta salon,
blow the spot like a bomb when i take a hit from my bong,
Lix's is so sick from my songs I feel i can't do it wrong,
I've been grinding so long, as long as most hustlers do,
bustin; makin moves till the rubbers burnt in my shoes...

[DeCypher]

bustin; makin moves till the rubbers burnt in my shoes...
And then I burst in and shoot, steal all a ya work and ya loot
'Cause maybe you earned it, but shit I'm deservin' it too
I'm the first in the booth and the last to leave it
My fellow kats are beastin' and all our raps appealin'
Bust a cap 'til ya cap is peelin' like a car when tracks are squeelin'
I'm eatin' 5 stars while ya faggots are still Happy Mealin'

[Anghellic]

eww.. get em cyph

Bust a cap 'til ya cap is peelin' like a car when tracks are squeelin'
I'm eatin' 5 stars while ya faggots are still Happy Mealin'

flow's so demeaning, horn'd n point like a demon,
Vill'a lago a face when I skeet n they catchin my semen...
think about it....

it means i'll put white blotches on ya skin; yezzir im grotesque,
Throne I hold Yet, someone dethrone me No! I hold best,
No threats or broken promises; hip hop is far from a tomb stone,
Kick ya stomach ya wombs gone, N' so sick like the flu's home...

[DeCypher]

No threats or broken promises; hip hop is far from a tomb stone,
Kick ya stomach ya wombs gone, N' so sick like the flu's home...
My raps are technicolor while other kats are still spittin' in two-tone
I'll eat beef 'til my sweet teeth are twitchin' and itchin' to chew bone
My raps blast like Devlin Bowman when havin' the last laugh*
Ya'll payin' with fast cash but I flip that 'til I'm takin' ya cash fast
My game is amazin' and that's that, insane with this rap act
Flippin' ya fame like a flap jack, so don't get wit' me or I'll rip ya frees
Clip ya knees with a Mac that's bigger than a sandwich and Mickie D's





*Hope ya'll have seen The Master of Disguise...

[Voyce]

Forget the mouse, when I spit I mystique even Mickey Meese/
Such sickenin' frees, cold as a pricklin' freeze on Christmas eve/
Inject perplex with ease, full content subject to non-sense/
Bomb sets while my tips type and my palms rest.....
Like Mary placin' Jesus on her calm breast in them psalm texts/
I rap contortion, forcin' it out like un-natural abortions/
No remorsin', like gettin' dinner plates half the size for ya portion/
So I end wit these friendly frees, ill like medical remedies/
Eventually, even those who hate will become sympathetical enemies/

[DeCypher]

So I end wit these friendly frees, ill like medical remedies/
Eventually, even those who hate will become sympathetical enemies/
I got the technical tendencies to step in and wreck a free
And where I'm reppin' is conceptually the best for a fresh emcee
So I can make progress like a download of a website
Emcees run for their bedsides when they hear of my text strike
'Cause my weapons are pure combining the dead in the dirt
To create a toxin that steps on the methods of cure

[Anghellic]

'Cause my weapons are pure combining the dead in the dirt
To create a toxin that steps on the methods of cure

the scio-bioltoligist with fuzing nuetrons into particles,
tiny articles of fragment imbued upon follicles...
..lol.. just kidding

My flows on album shelves is like ringtones to the mass,
Someone pick it up,
And for the mass dont fit the task kick em down,
anti bandai pieces upon dance wives is askin to stand by,
waving n rant "hi" in levi's with fake wanna be Ti's,
since knee high the B-I- problem is see my,
doggs hunger pains n starvin hands that free-I,
Iz, Freeze skin till is skids, and marks aways,
I've seen the dark for days, like blind men in the light,
my sights has gone astray....

[Eklips]

I look on and all I see is a waver
God, send me a message with your sky pager
Where do we go? It's pitch black
Searchin for the light that was layin on the rack
I flip it on and find a new system
Where us emcees rap and scratch without hissin
Why we gotta diss, and insult a bitch
Why we gotta listlessly fight to hold on and to grip
Onto what we have, which is bleachin
Some attack rappers blood suckers end up leachin
Our minds, rob us of ideas
Now we cry, cause they bleed us

[Roc]

Now we cry, cause they bleed us..

treading the heat beneath us, fire 'n brimstone, where the devil 'n shit roams,
i feel alone, but yo i'm not gonna let up 'n make my way home, pack my bags 'n be gone,
i mean come on, there's too much in this world that needs fixin, ever since we've seen the likes of richard nixon,
or honest lincoln, truth is they all lied just so we can shut the fuck up 'n stop thinkin, homie stop blinkin,
keep ya eyes open to the facts, i've had it with battle raps, it's about time we exposed the skills we lack,
claimin we ill but really wack, not really spillin a gat or clappin that, where the fuck are we at?
where the hell do we base our basis? what we amazed in is just a crack in the basement,
unnoticed once compared to something greater, stop askin questions, it's about time you made a statement,
problems won't solve themselves kid..

[Elbee]

unnoticed once compared to something greater, stop askin questions, it's about time you made a statement,

whats up with patience, I rock more clubs than cavemen
dope beat and wack MCs I murder like a flock of ravens
my drops amazin' like drizzle to famished drought lands
I'm at the peak of my game, like snowcaps on mountains
I aint acceptin no nonsense, my game is truth like gospel
Servin' you up quick like top floors of 5 star hotels

[Mr.Bboy]

Servin' you up quick like top floors of 5 star hotels

put a Spell, bound to cast yah mouth like Spellbound/
don't mess with El b, he'll sting you back to the bee hounds/
angelic rhythm, spittin' fizz, hell's rising up like Anghellic/
throw D in there, just to cypher this decipher, rest are pathetic/


LOL i felt like puttin' in some names.. i'll put up some more cats

[SpellBound]

throw D in there, just to cypher this decipher, rest are pathetic/

Who cares about checking their credit, I'll keep it fresh every second
I hate dickriders who talk about kids, suggestin they're blessings
Quit tryin to help a vet, sayin "O-M-G how are you not wealthy yet?"
Gain some self respect, actin like that just puts your health in check
They're not the golden ones, no need for tellin em they own it son
Next time your post's like that, how bout you hold your tongue

Btw, this wasn't directed at anyone, just a subject that pisses me off

[Mr.Bboy]

what pisses you off kid? was it me? if it was my bad.

[SpellBound]

Na, it wasn't you, just dick riders in general piss me off >_<

[blakpepa]

They're not the golden ones, no need for tellin em they own it son
Next time your post's like that, how bout you hold your tongue...

complements to each other has been wit da times
n dickriders be around like e-cats who bite lines
to be dope take time but some copy for quick favor
dem cats be more artificial than snack pack flavors
if ya done before, peeps still gonna view ya as thief
no matter long ago it been, dey’ll expire dat like stale beef