KaWCypher2015 Hello guys and gals! As the title states, this is the KaW Freestyle Cypher for2015! The first installment in 2014 was a huge success in my small circle of friends. Im not looking to top that thread, but there will be many many rhymes! Please dont be a big fat meanie head and try to troll. If you cant "rap" or write any kind of witty or clever rhymes, then please exit my thread. This is for us music and poetry lovers. And when we start writing, it allows us to transcend our mediocre lives, and lose ourselves for a few minutes. So...rap or write if you want to, but please keep it on topic. Enjoy yourself and I hope yall find it as entertaining as we do. A big shout out to Burns, Milky, and my homie Yoloking. And if you choose to have a battle with another player, then please use your own rhymes! Plagiarism is illegal so don't use someone else's work! I'll start a list of those who continuously do this. Sorry for any bb code or url fails. :roll:
The KAW Cypher back for two thousand fifteen. Milky spitting rhymes so fresh and so clean-clean. Shout out to Static for bringing it back again. I ain't had an artistic outlet since I don't know when. But now I'm, back on this mic with my words so subliminal. Stealing thoughts from your mind like a cerebral criminal. To some of y'all this might be trivial but I'm in pursuit. Static Burns and Milky be deadly like Beruit. Get yourself a thesaurus, dictionary, and the Internet. You'll need to look things up because your mind ain't near me yet. Study for a few years and you'll still be like "wow". And I'll still be here like Verizon yelling "Can you hear me now?" My flow is like the ocean, lyrics roll like a tsunami. Try to battle me and you'll be calling for your Mommy. I'll stop these bars right here because it is my time to run. What's that sound I hear? Ding ding, begin round one.
I'm back with the rhetoric Cuz at rap I'm a veteran. Graduated past letterman.. Now I'm Mr Rap president. All loose ties, better sever it. You don't wanna be irrelevant. Instead, be irreverent, And rap for the hell of it. Every track seems heaven sent The way I'm relaxed like residents. I hardly try at it... I just let rap take precedent.
I'll eat your ribs, I'm a wolf Then meet your kids after school, and give them drugs cause it's cool, fucker
Bad chick by my side She likes my nice ride She gots a fat butt So i hit that from the blindside Yea I'm the ish trick Of course I'm gonna talk it You rookie ass ninjas dont want me to walk it.
As I spit this line in feeling pretty fine, tell yo girl she can step in line cuz... Oh, she is so fine. Oh, I'm telling you, you caint faze my game cuz I'm insane. I'm the real og, you know I can speak my rhyme any time. Now every time I lay a verse it's almost like a curse, cuz I ain't no licensed practical nurse.
I cannot rhyme any of the time. I'm not Slim shady, I just wanna touch your lady. (that's bout all I can do :lol: )
I want to say I like to play, But life's a game every day, My turn is done, who is next? Capital of Rhyme, got annexed. Because this game of life and death, Takes a toll, "My name is Jeff." -Jeff 2015 That's about all I can managed folks
Have to prevent my tendencies of killing the world leaders, With a burnt cleaver, Shaking your mind like blurred seizures, I was dragged into the shadows now i walk within the light I Express the words that i release as I begin to grip the mic TONGUES CONSTRICTED with the skill so you know i SPIT it TIGHT I’ll unleash the pain in my past, and inflict it in your life Cuz my flow is VENOMOUS like a SCORPIONS TAIL Im commin back to the top as karama slowly prevails Cuz my heart was snow and my anger provoked the hail Alway UNDERESTIMATED like DRUGS on a BROKEN SCALE Passing, broken ambitions im hoping you missing Slit your forehead have you walkin with an open incision Cuz your, mind is black like you entered a cave Have your brains hangin out your skull just like a slave SHATTER your VOCAL CHORDS, have you lookin like a MIME Ain’t no need for me to pause between my massive lines Im An Mc spittin that lyrical execution My Voice is being LIFTED, like HANDS OF REVOLUTION INFESTING your BRAIN call it CRANIUM POLLUTION Hip-Hop equals me, your an extraneous solution
you beg on your knees upon my arrival, got fat heads of me on they wall like I'm their idol, I just can't stop my flowin, enter the room got your minds all blowin, up, to the sky where I spit my rap, all you snitches just take a nap. Cause I'm the king, the champ, the one and only, I don't rest till your old and lonely. All you peeps crying "please, please quit hatin on me, can't ya?" the answer is no, and they call me asthma.
Man, the talent is already intensive. Its a verbal challenge with linguistics And the mindset is valient but twisted! So here I go, flow balance is mission! Can't tell you how long the flows waited To get ovation and properly motivated.. But its been a rage to keep it caged in They desire a stage for my paged sin. Yes, I guess, I truely bleed on paper. With sharp wits, no need for a razor I watch my pain disappear like vapors. Every ryhme a caper. Every bar my savior I think back and its cool we made it Only scars now. Memories faded. Why bother with the fools that hate it? I'm whole again. Vented pain on pages.