like an eagle, wings spread, flying high in your head / mad aerodynamics, check the spread / freestlye shit from the dome to the 'phone / we lyrically proficient, in the zone. / rhymes can hit hard to knock suckers off balance / a musical militia hitting hard with true talent / contenders need to start from scratch, I spit mad, like maddkash/ cut like a fucking razor on a punk's ass.

Time to namedrop, props to Jroc / I'm bumping up this cypher to the top and I won't stop / Dez.v, kicking it like Master Po / packing sick kung fu with thatShaolin flow / Zen Master's mic checks are like Russian Roulette / spit like Mad Boy De La Ro' when we rocking the set / with '87 I shred 'em, then behead 'em / and turn the forum into fuckin bedlam.

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that was fun, this shit's tite peeps keep it up.

I've seen ya kind before ya like ta ryhme galore
just like me so I try set my style free
till my mind gets soar while half of rappers
are old school like a dinasaur
its so true there all fools tryinabe raw
I dont know dude Ima fly witcha
birds eye picture is how I'm seein things
these words I spit there the words of a king
with no crown, No home, no phone just muh own sound
at least I'm no clown its time ta throw down ya gats
and throw up some raps yo lets blow up the trash

been hyped to go since four/
open the door ready to soar/
lookin for more mcs to amaze/
high when I blaze that purple haze/
in a daze, rearrange life's maze/
path easy to find, with this straight line/
no more multiple wayz/ when eyes glazed/
reaction raised, this clarity a rarity/
not scared, prepared aint nuthin scarin me/
don't flop/ when I drop on point, cause an incision/
make quick decisions, see visons with focused precison/
on a mission, but hit rock bottom, broken like fission/
off this shit/ hard breathin, is this the end or just pretend/
review my life again/ pop 10, od on vikaden/
.................................................. ..........................................
oh shit, wake up at night i was dreamin/
its clear gotta stop choking on smoke/
and the street schemin/
believin, I could do somethin besides poppen lead/
but how can you do anything when your found dead /

callin tha lord, freefallin wit swords//
ballin the chords, holdin in store, cant hold it no more//
this shits causin emotions like wars//
wishin, n hopin, im prayin n gropin//
graspin for joy but the hates fuckin swollen//
the good times been stolen, cant hold my emotions//
this shits hurtin like old wounds re-opened//
my lifes now dead stop n broken//
got nothing left ta lose, so im cashin my tokens//
tired of strugglin, but what can ya do when like is corruption//
this shitz blowin in muh face like human combustion//
damn its disgustin, when this saddness is rushin//
pains me ta screamin my only hope that like Sub im just dreamnin//
its like my head is for reapin, crop necks, this shit creepin//
dead bodies they reakin, blood stains are streakin//
like seein the ring this evnin, they call, "7 days", im freakin//
its like im haunted wit demons, and minions, got hold of my dominion//
its prison, life is like rotten in hell, and im barely makin it livin//
this life with another million in strife, like the only sane civilian, is some nigga wiggin, threaten, swingin a knife//
how is this right?, no it cant be we gotta look ta tha light//
bringin in sight, times, when we make alright, even in spite//
of all the pain livin inside, livin with pride, every time i fall, i stand back beginnin ta stride//
saunter tha streets, onward to meet, tha next in my way attempt ta greet my defeat//
but no when im down i return ta tha top, im recover from the pain i have suffered//
no balance of wax and wayne ta discover, my life wouldnt be "plane" if i hovered//
ya see there will always be the hours of darkness, strapped sittin back in pain and harness//
this aint a game im honest, i refrain ta brotherly love can turn in vain like Romulas// (Romulas and Remus killed each other in order to find out who should rule rome back in the empire)
the life we have is all we got the time we have has limits//
the fightin and peace we create my never decrease, its endless//
it'd be sad if we people couldnt live in harmony instead of always ponderin death//
how could we have made it far, without droppin bombs on the next//
and those who're impressed, and seek ta test, who simple it is ta put a hole in ya chest//
they can contest and leave the rest to let rest, and hopefully live life in peace//
cuz its sad how in this life niggas are always hangin they heads down until they deceased//

aiyo this is the deepest shit ive eva wrote, basically all about death, hate, and how peace and joy n shit has gone ta shit in this world, think about it..... that was straight from tha soul shit ya heard... i've been goin thru some shit, and damn that shit right there shows it, how lifes a fuckin bitch sometimes, ya'll know it, but damn its neva hopeless and they'z always a way to fix whateva shit that b goin on if ya life..... think about it..... and keep this cyper shit goin...
keep it real...

§ peace §

the problem is that ur posting em too large, keep em short an sweet.



...a 2 bar devonshire verse can stop all of dezvs bullets like in the matrix/
an i finish him with a fatality like Bruce Lee's deadly flying kung fu kicks...

yall cant stop this I keep goin
Drop the hot shit on a beat n
keep flowin yall might see me smokin
whack emcees n I aint jokin
This beat I'm holdin I'm throwin like a bowlin bowl n its rollin
down the lane any clown with fame's
goin down the drain, down in flames
like a passenger plane so yo suckers drop
theres no crashin this train of lyrical thought
that I sit in, trippin, thinkin, of words ta spit n'dey get written
or the opposite which is clickin the keys
I'm always rippin' emcees n twistin the trees
n muh mission dont stop I stick with the plot
which is livin', spittin n gittin props
so I'm right back at ya and the shit dont stop
yo whos the next rappa or is all hope lost
I sure hope not there no loss or cost
to join the cypher so come on people
spit wit da Dievil cuz there is no equal {Dievil- My alias}
or greater high then ridin the vibe
so create wit pride n ryhme with MINE


Peace

to make this cypher more funky, lets do it alphabet arobics style.
start with a, then each post on the following letters. (im still not sure what order they come in...)


whoes game?

the verbal A-bomb, Its-bin-created
I leave shadows on the ground n bodies dissinagrated
so dont think-ya-safe-kid ya ginna-git-wasted
dissed-n-then-grated like a block a cheese
by the wreckin crew, four hot emcees
so drop a beat, hit the repeat
n' we kin rock for weeks cuz yo talk is cheap
but the flows priceless I know yall like it
when I hit the mic switch, n recite some tight shit
a flow that might switch just like this
spittin words from my mouth I never bite shit
I just turn it out like a light switch
cuz what i'm concered about is niceness


Back again n' I'm gone, Peace Ya'll

come on n spit wit me before this thread is history

[Awe-Dio]

conecerned wit niceness? shit dogg, that's priceless..
cuz if we talkin hot, you about as cold as ice is...
type this, "Dez V. wanna burn a track n' learn to rap"
Sorry boy, ya might as well gvie it up now n' turn ta crack.

peace.

uppin but cant think ne rhymes today...

[razorbrain]

"lightning raps, send shock waves and enlighten tracks/
a spine you lack, so i aint got yours, even if you say you got my back//
samurai 3000, sharp spits clearing a path/
with tsunami wave flow: easily capsizing ya raft//
cooler than alaska in the wintertime/ in an igloo, eatin snowcones and icecream: givin the cold shoulder with a glass eye//



will finish later..ah fuck it, flow off of that

[theb]

sueño el presente/esperando el represente
baja por las noches y un muchacho inconsiente/
mi vientre/ los segundos cargados, tapados en un balde
empapados/ a un lado de llantos, de espamo y de risa/
q han dado sin pausa y sin prisa asi de/ llego el momento y no
termina si de lento crusando entre las espinas

lol peace

I cant rap in spanish but my lyrics be muy grande/
got mcs mad cause im at my 'peak' like 'dante'/
i do a word spit to rappers that are worthless/
they couldnt flow in the loop if there name was cursive/
censors angerd and most likey are pissed at me/
cause i drop shit w/o a clue like this was unsloved mysterys/
my raps are "intelligent" others be "artificial"/
mad at me cause i leave em smoking like cash flos pistol/
fuck around and i get you jumped like car cables/
laugh at you then turn like i was "Jams" tables/
lyrically supreme, the over lord and overseeya/
got you speaking of disarmament like Bush and North Korea/
you at your last breath, you better suck it in and save it/
call me a ciggerette cause i make people crave it/
im in full focus, as viewed by a lens/
i force the judges to swallow scorecards and throw up tens/
you say you better then me, shit you just might be/
you must like vampires cause all you do is bite me...

Xtreme Ice

I represent Florida with pride and glory//
Enemies beware and get off my territory//
I chop up my enemies n cut them down to size//
Sadly but truly they'll be greatly minimized//
Talent like mine is very rare//
Nothin like the common you can't compare//
Soon I'll be notorious the time is near//
I'll be more notorious than B.I.G.//
Become world famous and seen on tv//
N rap with people like Sean, Busta, and Diddy//

Peace out