[smashley]

in jordans and rockin the world with just a single rock
and blazin any foe against me escpecially ones that jock

i cut them with a line i drew/
forms a rhyme of something new/
eases pain, i slip into comfort/
its all the same without the hurt/
oh but who can save them from the ache/
places traded, pain my hand creates/

[VicValSwift]

But never stand as fake; never met as grand a fate
As this one, it's sick son, just to understand, create
Tunes mellifluous, but still grippin' the aegis
Though in truth, I'm immortal 'cause spittin' is ageless
Flippin' the pages, weave through the letters and words
Of nonsense, con-tent with my concepts; forever absurd
I'm here to teach, not make you back-lean fellas,
And create lines to make the crack fiends jealous...

[Zilla]

I'm here to teach, not make you back-lean fellas,
And create lines to make the crack fiends jealous...

yep yep vacal swift is a real go get em
goin thru more dope lines then tyrone biggum
ridin more flows than the little mermaids son
killin bars like fats and chocolate just with more puns
we jus havin fun, zilla,vocal,smashley and all
they started the cypher we the only MCs follow the call
lyrical brawl,poppin like we shop at the mall
so dang sick call me a third world stall

[therealkickass]

lyrical brawl,poppin like we shop at the mall
so dang sick call me a third world stall


I started learning Latin at the age of three/
And when I grew up I killed professionally for a fee/
I got loose wit it from LA to Bombay/
Teaching cats Descartes like I was Rene/
I know most of y’all didn’t get that last one/
But I hit that mental clit like it was a fast pun/
I’ll make you look at your life with question/
Then deceive your mind right into depression/
The Lucy in the sky will cast on you his curse/
And play your ass like stairway heaven in reverse/
Watch out I’m warning you about the mark of the beast/
And that crafty All Seeing Eye dressed up as a priest/
I see juke box hero making mad currency with foreigner/
Cuz he is that old one dollar owl in the top right corner/
Enough about truth, it’s all about rahbaing with my Krishna/
And getting my Sefer Yetzirah on at my niggas Barmitsfa/

[dbaznxdragon]

Enough about truth, it’s all about rahbaing with my Krishna/
And getting my Sefer Yetzirah on at my niggas Barmitsfa/

dragon is the ultimate tricksta, wrappin with the
backwood tobacco leaves to breathe in my trees/
No need to pick out seeds, purple leaves with THC/
Make you melt down to knees with new perception to seize/

[BrokenHalO]

No need to pick out seeds, purple leaves with THC/
Make you melt down to knees with new perception to seize/

a requiem dream dense as is deep with equal motives
new design like when pyramids were seen by romans
a fleeing culprit majestic moses anorexic fiend heatin cans
need a coaster im shiek like france or iron ali no need to glance
why am i me I speak what i speak live and let die
feed the weak to the strong as long as theirs peace balance disrupts
im reachin not enough love for the weekend creepin
savage harvest on the sabbath day i grew colder then saturns orbit
mortified horror hues darken the brightest blue a sign of caution
you worthless prize stashed in the corridor of the serpents lair
first aware i pan drugscapes and neutralize your sluts cave
where she cuts her hair pubis E pluribus unum threw a curve
you couldnt decipher the verses movement
you fuck faces rather bust names i birth confusion

[VicValSwift]

^Dude.. most of your shit didn't even rhyme but whatever, I guess..

you couldnt decipher the verses movement
you fuck faces rather bust names i birth confusion

The worst illusion; hit you with a verse intrusion
Curse who's losin' and leave 'em in a hearse just cruisin'
The first to bruise 'em with the impact of Bruce Lee's fist
Simultaneously scribblin' in my loose-leaf quick
The truth be sick, enough to make you cower with fear
I'm the hooded figure lurkin' when your hour is near
Cloak and dagger, dark, sharp words spoke with swagger
Hopes are shattered into pieces broke and scattered
Death personified, leavin' all the crews nauseous
Squeezin' air out 'ya lungs 'til you lose conscience..

[Backfire]

Death personified, leavin' all the crews nauseous
Squeezin' air out 'ya lungs 'til you lose conscience..

I respond to confused callers like a telephone operator/
the top debator, winning arguments, a master persuader/
my impact makes massive crators, changing the face of the planet/
passive haters don't effect me cause i'm harder than granite/
a lyrical mechanic i fix cars like an auto technician/
fixing transmissions to be seen clearer than television/
i tell u a vision, like i'm speaking the future, a prophecy/
your on a clue search, while i'm all knowing, i'm fuckin Godly/

[BrokenHalO]

i tell u a vision, like i'm speaking the future, a prophecy/
your on a clue search, while i'm all knowing, i'm fuckin Godly/

swift VICtim of obscure odditys your lookin deep son
stop jockin me i spit murder that shit you aint proud of
i flip this burger on his rare side from a side to b side
VAL switch to a bitch when i let the heat glide
the inner struggle escapes it self you wish to bubble
but cant escape your hell time to witness trouble
the beef is on bleed like the wounds in jesus palms
seekin calm valerie stalked by the demon spawn
dont tell me my speech is wrong
kind of like how your father deceived your mom
the way i decimate your most cleanest bonds
and defecate on you fascias frauds
go head and masturbate thats how you gonna clean your calm
im a g's genuis my brillence excells in decptive ways that trap children
and make crack sales in buildings for loseleaf like they need a new speech
its ignorance im surrounded by belligerence you dont know the difference
thats why we cant realate on things significant
you sour face nikka pretendin death without a happy endin
battle me no contention im like somthin from another dimension
focused aggression always got somethin to say
i see the tears of this clown
it's more like a fountain of shame i love you valerie...

[Backfire]

i see the tears of this clown
it's more like a fountain of shame i love you valerie...

hit once it's fatality, fully charged like a battery/
i'm battering castles and killing assholes for flattery/
it's treason i'm murding the matriarch for no reason/
can't handle me when I rip you apart and inflict lesions/
I cut deep it's cutaneous I'm subbteranous machine/
spitting enough bars in my sleep to build prisons in dreams/
division like prisims i sperate wack emcees with fission/
the one's that blow up gotta make nuclear descisions/
I got new clear vision with laser correct perscision/
seeing tracks in perspectives only known to pigeons/
above you like religion, i definately soar ontop of floors/
elected before to be a ruler of tracks and chords/
I got musical lore, with knowledge to teach a specialty course/
serving emcees like wendy's i'm better than fast food stores/

[Masao]

got musical lore, with knowledge to teach a specialty course/
serving emcees like wendy's i'm better than fast food stores

Let me ask you, does fast food..make you drool?
I'm from the west we got the best.. In-and-Out
Without a doubt I cruise swift on keys, in and out
This jus a lil somethin' for my fans, I got none
A hot one, "Noone" by Thes One, fire
I admire a choir that emits scents of true worship
Worship to the Name that's above every name
I proclaim an acclaim to Yaway, He's my idol
What do you adore in excess? The next best thing?
What's your object of obsess? To be a rap King?
Could it be a Valerie.. filleted for a ring?
Whatever consumes your thoughts is your object worship
I'm not a legalist, I got an Advocate in high places
Sought repentence, no longer servin' a death sentence
We all lookin' get free, the death warrant warrants
Heavin is place not a state of mind

[therealkickass]

We all lookin' get free, the death warrant warrants
Heavin is place not a state of mind

But it is a state of mind/
It’s just most are blind to the design so they decline to find it/
You have to understand the times in which the books were written/
To find the sublimes to not end up like haters in old Britain/
Love is what Jesus preached/
And that’s what most “Christians” failed to reach/
So teach love to all that you meet/
Because honestly nothing can compete/
Love goes beyond any religion/
That’s why it was taught to all religions/
There are many scripture, pictures and myths/
Of other messiahs born on December 25/
And there’re virgin born and beaten and scorn/
Some were even crucified but most died and was reborn/
Research anything that is worth the investigation/
Cuz it says to “test the sprit”, so do so without hesitation/

[Masao]

Research anything that is worth the investigation
Cuz it says to “test the sprit”, so do so without hesitation

If you were burnin' in a buildin' I would bail you out in a instant
I'm swifter than a hot minuete, boilin' to breakin' point
When push comes shove..Love is on point
Jesus, the embodiment of love, love perfect
I am not perfect, radically depraved
Sin tatted on my fiber, concrete..engraved
Saved..by the crimson blood of Jesus Christ
And I don't wear grace as a cloak or device
Look up the dead sea scrolls, study it
These illuminate truth with a sunny fit
Compare 'em to the KJV, they accurate
Bullseye accurate, marksmen sharp
Heraldin' the Gospel is an act of kindness
blindness, hopin' you see the truth clear
Payin' for your sins in hell, a great fear
Your eternal well bein' is what I hold dear

[Blessone]

Payin' for your sins in hell, a great fear
Your eternal well bein' is what I hold dear

I see the broke drunks on the street who hold beer/
close my eyes like an asian's open, tryin to keep in a tear//
go home, watch the news and I see worse/
home's burn't, peeps shot, the devils curse//
turn the channel to Mtv and see the opposite/
Chains, Gold, Bling, and the rappers rockin it//
they call themselve's fly, and they make cocaine cool/
and so we listen to them, Get high, because people are fools//

[flobotopics]

Payin' for your sins in hell, a great fear
Your eternal well bein' is what I hold dear...Masao

My Higher Power got me seein' the world clear
his will, not my own will can keep away the beer
i disappeared for months to try to fix my head
and so i didn't O.D., have my girl find me dead
my eyes kinda bled, sobbin from all the time's spent
living life as a tyrrant, using my tools manipulatin
thinkin i'm the devil's own creation, conversatin with Satan
complicatin' information, choosin my answer to the equation
but life kept on racin', leavin' me in the dust
trust me, i'm not the type of person you should trust
never givin two fucks, i didn't care if i died
open my mouth wide and shove all them pills inside
and the reason i got high was because people never complied
always takin' the other side, man my views were mixed up
every time i picked up, i just fucked some shit up
one day i picked my chin up, and left the insanity
i gradually will even give up the fuckin profanity
old friends think they banished me, but i did what was best
people, places, things are my hardest test
if you understand you'll attest, its a lifelong quest
but by putting down the drugs, turns out i put down the stress