The Reason Cipher

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  • thedesolateonethedesolateone Posts: 4,283
    edited October 2010
    Old Fart wrote: »
    Old fart came to teach and you sign up for the class so
    you have me like Mrs. Crabtree calling out little rascals
    Fragile assholes, I smash and bash those
    lames I got more game than Parker HASBROs

    do i have this ish lasoed
    wanna wager like pascal
    lord of the flies mos def on top of shit
    fuck the game im bussin off in it
  • numbaz...80's babynumbaz...80's baby Posts: 20,789
    edited October 2010
    do i have this ish lasoed
    wanna wager like pascal
    lord of the flies mos def on top of shit
    fuck the game im bussin off in it

    It's no Biggie, sky is the limit/you can die in a minute/
    I am admittin/ he's rhymin a gimmick/ Mike wit some digits/
    sideline critic/no playin time, bitchin/this guy jus a scrimmage/
    the life that he livin/tha type to be win less/that is why he is windless/
  • numbaz...80's babynumbaz...80's baby Posts: 20,789
    edited October 2010
    Old Fart wrote: »
    Old fart came to teach and you signed up for the class so
    you have me like Mrs. Crabtree calling out little rascals
    Fragile assholes, I smash and bash those
    lames I got more game than Parker HASBROs
    The others trash though, from the first to last flow
    I'm a fuckin Fat Burger, yall tiny White Castles
    I'm sportin a tassle, yall failin grades and battles
    to old fart weldin blades at yall babies with rattles

    A nigga runnin tha game, steppin on these tackles/
    shittin on this old fart, simply cuz im an asshole/
    glad tho, my cash flow in tact folk/
    but not because of crack homes/
    it's because stacked doe/
  • The Smooth OneThe Smooth One Posts: 725
    edited October 2010
    Old Fart wrote: »
    Old fart came to teach and you signed up for the class so
    you have me like Mrs. Crabtree calling out little rascals
    Fragile assholes, I smash and bash those
    lames I got more game than Parker HASBROs

    Nice.

    .....
  • Old FartOld Fart Posts: 1,574
    edited October 2010
    A nigga runnin tha game, steppin on these tackles/
    shittin on this old fart, simply cuz im an asshole/
    glad tho, my cash flow in tact folk/
    but not because of crack homes/
    it's because stacked doe/

    Where you at yo? Oh, talking shit from the back row?
    Bold tadpoles aint shit to old terradactyls
    Spring your ass forward and I'll make you fall back bro
    When I pitch a full Paige of bars I keep in my Satchel
  • thedesolateonethedesolateone Posts: 4,283
    edited October 2010
    Old Fart wrote: »
    Where you at yo? Oh, talking shit from the back row?
    Bold tadpoles aint shit to old terradactyls
    Spring your ass forward and I'll make you fall back bro
    When I pitch a full Paige of bars I keep in my Satchel

    when i spit off your hat blows
    microphone assassin day of the jackal
    puking up milk and eating oatmeal porrige
    skilled enough to kill with a peeled orange
  • coonuncoonedcoonuncooned Posts: 290
    edited October 2010
    man your rhymes are wacker than a mafia hit
    I spit that real shit-it's still warm-take a sniff
    the gift of rhyme and reason-I from a season that's unknown
    suicidal thoughts-pay attention-ya mind is blown
    I was gone, but now I see that real hip hop has called me home
    I was flown into the cypher heliported to your tombstone
  • Old FartOld Fart Posts: 1,574
    edited October 2010
    when i spit off your hat blows
    microphone assassin day of the jackal
    puking up milk and eating oatmeal porrige
    skilled enough to kill with a peeled orange
    So you saw Em's 60 minutes interview and then had the courage
    to steal his 'orange' line then came in here to front like it's yours... it's
    a trip what happens when these lames in here get to rappin
    losing focus dudes is hopin I wouldn't come back attackin
  • Old FartOld Fart Posts: 1,574
    edited October 2010
    man your rhymes are wacker than a mafia hit
    I spit that real shit-it's still warm-take a sniff
    the gift of rhyme and reason-I from a season that's unknown
    suicidal thoughts-pay attention-ya mind is blown
    I was gone, but now I see that real hip hop has called me home
    I was flown into the cypher heliported to your tombstone
    U should've stayed gone and left this hip-hop shit alone
    I aint Gaye muthafucka but we can get it on
    But since this a cypher and not a battle, Imma ease up on it
    Nothin for me to gain in this circus by clownin these opponents
  • thedesolateonethedesolateone Posts: 4,283
    edited October 2010
    Old Fart wrote: »
    U should've stayed gone and left this hip-hop shit alone
    I aint Gaye muthafucka but we can get it on
    But since this a cypher and not a battle, Imma ease up on it
    Nothin for me to gain in this circus by clownin these opponents

    your reign on top was shorter than gary colemans
    my font is in jetblack and these words are omens
    im phat like im on the shitter eating donuts
    ready to shit puke and piss on you 2 girls 1 cup
  • thedesolateonethedesolateone Posts: 4,283
    edited October 2010
    Old Fart wrote: »
    So you saw Em's 60 minutes interview and then had the courage
    to steal his 'orange' line then came in here to front like it's yours... it's
    a trip what happens when these lames in here get to rappin
    losing focus dudes is hopin I wouldn't come back attackin

    im laughing at you thinking em invented the orange
    so i guess i invented grilled cheese out of slice bread one morning
    are you a hater for life or until they put you in a cast
    when will you admit im fresher than dew on the grass
  • Old FartOld Fart Posts: 1,574
    edited October 2010
    im laughing at you thinking em invented the orange
    so i guess i invented grilled cheese out of slice bread one morning
    are you a hater for life or until they put you in a cast
    when will you admit im fresher than dew on the grass
    Fresher than dew on the grass? More like shit from my ass
    you obsolete, you can't compete, don't make me pull out and blast
    You just a hill to a mountain, but don't get mad at the view
    Fess up, you know you can't twist up the wordplay like I dew
  • Old FartOld Fart Posts: 1,574
    edited October 2010
    your reign on top was shorter than gary colemans
    my font is in jetblack and these words are omens
    im phat like im on the shitter eating donuts
    ready to shit puke and piss on you 2 girls 1 cup
    You one of the ones killin hip-hop with wack lines you throw up
    Now what you really gonna do when it's that time to show up?
    Spit incoherent shit and think you gonna out do me?
    R you seriously trying a battle with weaker lines than Gucci's?
  • thedesolateonethedesolateone Posts: 4,283
    edited October 2010
    Old Fart wrote: »
    You one of the ones killin hip-hop with wack lines you throw up
    Now what you really gonna do when it's that time to show up?
    Spit incoherent shit and think you gonna out do me?
    R you seriously trying a battle with weaker lines than Gucci's?

    im major your puny
    cant be serious baby huey you dont meant that truly?
    my bars are steadily showing you up
    if they came out your mouth they might be blowing you up
    so fire i should type them in orange,yellows and reds
    correction my lines are fine like gucci threads
  • BossIntellectBossIntellect Posts: 382
    edited October 2010
    My fellow competitors are dead blood sheds abundant
    hopefully by now u understand I'm not one to fuck with
    your highness has come forth please no interuptions
    given birth in Beth Israel I was born to corruption
    brick city has led me to survive by any means
    wheather gettin cream or fulfilling my dreams I will succeed
    as for the ones who were before me one day I will be worthy
    for the next time you hear me you will know mr Murphy
    as the best of all time I am ultimately destined
    to die before you all only to face ressurection
    come back as Jesus chirst in a flesh blasphemy
    it's higher intellect motherfucker ask of me!
  • ItzGravitationItzGravitation Posts: 6,500
    edited October 2010
    Kush rolled Glass full i prefer the better shit.
    Niggas say that i aint wrecking sounding like a heretic.
    I'm spitting them good rhymes, you can see i'm proving it.
    Money over everything, the reason I'm pursuing it.
    Strapped up, blunt lit, tinkerbell everytime.
    You can call this bar Kevin...Federline
    I I I tried to told Drizzy still aint nothin nice.
    Aim precise...I'm so concise
    Call me styles P... Young Poltergiest
    Any IC rapper, you can be my sacrifice
    This dedicated to my haters and the next victim.
    Its Gravitation out this world who can mess with em?
    I let the tek hit em, thats why his chest missing.
    I tell you who go find ya, some old man fishing.
    In the trinity, I'm lightyears beyond the sun infinty.
    Is right in my vicinity, Who can stop my energy?
  • thedesolateonethedesolateone Posts: 4,283
    edited October 2010
    creep up on you like a human centipede
    and shit on you like im on the toilet like when i read
    and your bars are garbage you aint rechargeable
    even with nickel your battery wont last
    forget about energy you dont even have matter or mass
    ill stop your energy like you cant pay the bill
    asassin turned mercenary cause i should be paid to kill
  • crazychiccrazychic Posts: 179
    edited October 2010
    Bitch fuck you and the rest of your people's
    Bitches don't want it because I'm motherfucking lethal
    Having sex in your mom's room,hope she doesn't fine out.
    Like the clit make me cum then I bounce.
  • thedesolateonethedesolateone Posts: 4,283
    edited October 2010
    crazychic wrote: »
    Bitch fuck you and the rest of your people's
    Bitches don't want it because I'm motherfucking lethal
    Having sex in your mom's room,hope she doesn't fine out.
    Like the clit make me cum then I bounce.

    am i alive or is this the dead zone after i smoke an ounce
    no potpurri sprays i know they are wrinkling their noses in the lounge
    toking cali bud in boston is the ish
    now im intellectual enough to solve a quiz
  • SionSion Posts: 12,269
    edited October 2010
    im gonna move this to the face off sub-forum. this thread can give some life to the sub forum.
  • thedesolateonethedesolateone Posts: 4,283
    edited November 2010
    hit the bullseye with a sharp dart
    your written is barely a rap and far from art its
    not a fart either
    you aint harming nothing your hurting yourself
    your flow is more like self ether
    using no. 2s to shit on rhymes from your weak mental
    i dont write, i stab the notepad with real sharp pencils
    gesundheit, im much iller your whole style is filler
    ponderin should i kill ya or eat cha like hansel
    i am allergetic to wackness that is how i got sick
    my advice is you need practice see i go hard
    and put a ratchet to your soft dick
    cause those lines are much too flaccid
    roll weed with your rap pages
    then puff puff pass it
    start relaxin and let my eyes drift off
    that way you get slept on more than a mattress
    why?cause lyrically your writing hand is similar to ali
    real shaky very sad and tragic
    or it just might be the right hand of a faggot
    vanilla ice you
    put your whole style in a casket
    freestyle or keystyle still turn out to be vile
    corny rappers drippin blood like ketchup packets
    probably just click and drag them to the trashbin
    for hip hop
    do it on gp cause im a five star general
    no one will remember you after these sharp lines dismember you
    left too many clues now the hip hop police want an interview
  • MadSiriusMadSirius Posts: 6,959
    edited November 2010
    I feel for those deprived by life, with emptiness in they hearts,
    Labeling themselves lost ones, that shouldn't have lived from the start.
    These outcasts are filled with void, and scared to show they own face..
    The only appreciation you get desolate... is a key stroke worth of space.
    Stay in your place sweetie, we all know you value your life
    I'll play the part in your stories, and torch your building that night.
    You can peak into the flame, feel the heat in this box,
    Get lyrically filled up with shock, and rightfully hit with a lock.
    As ill as i got, i'd force a mod to keep you in that hell,
    While i throw up on your rhymes, to match your sloppy fairy tales,
    You just and frail cant tell .. So you weak to things you lost,
    Whats worse? You you think your hard, but your delicately soft..

    - Ugh ..
  • thedesolateonethedesolateone Posts: 4,283
    edited November 2010
    not deep im a doofus stop just rhymin make music
    sufferin from bad execution only making excuses
    my lines are toothless im tryna take dueces
    tryna be mos def and common sense
    im missing the common sense most definitely
    think mines is deprived ...do you?
    clear i cant comprehend how i catch a fail effortlessly
    couldnt finess a verse if i was trained by masseuses
    a true loser Ls oozes out my skin
    difference between a taser and a bolt of lightning
    im cinderella
    when your writing i get out my umbrella.. ella.. ella
    your not sweet or a treat
    tried to swallow felt my neck swell up
    compare contrast youre a threat im weak
    keep on my sneaks when i smelled defeat
    your heat burns holes in my pages swiss cheeses rap sheets
    lines is longer but yours is stronger
    do you hear rumbling?
    thats your hunger? it sounds like thunder!
    harder then a strike from step pops
    wont know if i get a head shot leg broke or neck chop
    hi ya! that is dragon fire
    holding the philospher stone
    aka blunts in your hand taking shots of patron
    put away the pliers
    retrieve clothes from the drier
    wack mcs dissappear
    you really deserve the chair
    electic or mayor
    fate is not the fear
    if anyone can hear so
    find me in good cheer
    i consider this your year
    verses are venomous
    so im deftly feelin it
  • thedesolateonethedesolateone Posts: 4,283
    edited November 2010
    karate chop bars put you on pause with the microphone made from discarded lightning rods
    one shot sends you through the window pane for jumping out the window
    mad cuz i fucked your bitch in ya kennel
    cumming down your broads chimney
    with presents... santa clause
    take it how you perceive im toking kush with the resin
    you aint wild for the night howling at the sky
    ya only a bit crazy like cresents
    ya only half real like rick ross
  • thedesolateonethedesolateone Posts: 4,283
    edited November 2010
    i will hardly rhyme
    still this verse of mine
    is further advanced
    than your dribble
    you start off with a simile
    i smile
    then flashback to memories
    of when i was lad with my first notepad
    glad to scribble this and that
    flow weak and wack
    your lines are behind
    i mean ass
    with pimples and a rash
    smh at those primitive insults
    but still i see potential
    put down the gossip mags
    dont be so simple
    ill show you how to get
    sharper than pixels
    cut deeper than ginsus
    stop chewing on your pencil
    keep your head up
    quit looking out the window
    stop jerking your peter
    strive to master the flow
    work on your meter
    pay attention. i said: pay attention!
    Leave you confused
    like a rapper named Big
    that wished he had his abs back
    if you concentrate real hard you can see why thats sooo wack
    quit lying bout bitches
    you dont have females you get emails from e-girls
    that look and smell like something from seaworld
    whales dolphins and some sea turtles
    you probably sniff coke in scuba gear
    wearing flippers and a snorkel
    cant win by tripping over hurdles
    stuntin in your hat from burger king or mcdonalds
    knock it off
    your not a king
    your crown dont bling
    dont even talk about battles
    when i want beef i mutilate cattle
    i aint gotta spit perfect rhymes or rhyme at all
    see .








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