The Multi Cypher

[DetroitSkills]

Its like a disease,
When i hear the beat, my rage increases
and i turn into an beast
Leavin every weak emcee deceased.
Been Raisin hell on this earth, since birth

[shadyblogger]

Its like a disease,
When i hear the beat, my rage increases
and i turn into an beast
Leavin every weak emcee deceased.
Been Raisin hell on this earth, since birth

Sorry to hear about your grandma.

Now my lines:

Since birth I've been cursed
Feel like I can't write verses
Where I don't say I'll kill somebody
Fucking sluts always calling them shawty
But hating it when they wanna party
Because I never get to sip a fifth of Bacardi

[mdemaz]

I stumble and fall, clutch my stomach and walk
Pummelled by thoughts, I can't deal with this trouble at all
Trying to vent and chill with this mind so bent
I was a mess, prior to finding my nest
I sit here and write hoping to do something useful
Being truthful means nothing now, but I'm youthful
Fulfilling dreams seems hard to me
As cheesy as it seems, I'll make it eventually

[shadyblogger]

Killers and goons all over the globe like Attila the Hoon
Hun, whatever hun, I don't give a fun
Fuck, whatever I can't even rap I'm giving it up y'all
Ready to back down when my supporters uproar "shadyblogger come on stand up tall"

[shadyblogger]

Quick spin neck or a quick neck spin
Whichever way you spin
Gay offend
Yes I meant to offend when I said I hate fags and lezes
Is that even a word? Damn, I don't know I'm so busy eating my Pezes
Teehee I'm making up words as I go
And spewing shit like the baskuhgo

[Halftongue Dre]

Dad: From the earth to the sky, I fly high on borrowed hours/ Illuminating showers of light...the Four Towers/ Lighting up the shadows of night where darkness hides/ Four towers...four walls...defending all four sides.../

The first tower is the greatest as it rises high above/ Cherry blossom trees, my private geisha offers love/ ...flowers from within...where you and I are alive.../ ...love begins to thrive...five, seven, five.../ Haiku echoes silently from the heart of the young/ I'm still a rhyme unwritten...I'm still a song unsung/ but I am loved by the fire of the midnight sun/ Above all else, I must guard Tower One...

The second tower stands reminding me of things seen and things unseen/ Some of these things are beautiful...some sad, and some obscene/ In between division is a vision of today/ It matters not the wars I've fought, all that matters is the grey/ The grey sometimes turns blue when I close my eyes tight/ Tomorrow can't come soon enough, to end this dismal night/ The fight I fight is with myself...yet to this, I am blind/ Sometimes Tower Two...I find...can be oh, so unkind...

Alone in the third tower, I find myself locked away/ Chains and bars and wounds and scars...I blame my yesterday/ I blame it, but can't change it...regret is but a lie/ Blurry rainbow lights...a final teardrop says goodbye/ Imprisoned, I am a prism, in which the light shines through/ Running toward tomorrow, for tomorrow's promised new/ I can run away, but I cannot run away from me/ so until forever comes, I'll not be free from Tower Three...

I stand before the shores of tower number four/ Teeth gnashing, steel slashing...I am witnessing a war/ Wave after wave of armies of the dark/ I feel the demons bite...I hear the devil dogs bark/ The growling and the howling, it seems to never cease/ The multitude of angels try and put the tower at peace/ Each side wants the tower to be theirs forevermore/ The battle rages on...the battle for Tower Four...

Lord, I hear you as you whisper...I am not on my own/ so please defend these towers...I cannot do it all alone/ The towers that I speak of, I put in your control/ The Four Towers of Myself...heart, mind, body and soul...

Me: Fighting this war forever more at tower four. As a hoard of cowards roar loud as hoarse, I soar. An eye sore lookin up. On the wings of an eagle fighting swords. As I find it hard to find my form. I bust. Snap n shut my eyes to find it just. Leavin it up to God to navigate this storm. The one in whom I trust. Sure enough to get me back to shore when Im fallin off. Off the board like a tyrant spawn. A pawn of war the violent cost. Corresponding to gore. Not that tough. But its the price they charge, when you fight for Love. Inside the fort til ur time is up. Coming to a close on which side to ugh! Running its course as you rush. Back n forth like the pen you love. Just believing in your core in Ye-shu-ah! As you keep swinging for Jesus like a pen-jew-lum!. Steppin forth ready to crush. Homerun out the park already won!.

[Halftongue Dre]

<Peace in My Tone>I wanna hear what the heart knows and see what the mind thinks. Only when they both pertain to show an image of sounds at ease. Showing that the soul doesn't grow like a weed. But in fact itself unfolds like a lotus or a leaf. With countless petals of release reaching for the unknown through ways hard and steep, it aims for the stars. Through dreams. Flowing with winds of the north it motions for a glimmer of hope as it departs. That by chance a part of it may drift out to sea. Free to just roam. Blowing in the breeze. Singing from afar. A tone of peace..

[Halftongue Dre]

<Future Seige> Dreadful is the day of the Lord arriving without warning. Daily routines are as normal when suddenly distortion promotes its course. Even in the night it comes halfway around the world to impose by force. Forth it goes as an attendant of Death and Destruction, delivering its blows. With no remorse in its bones it twists and contorts the face of the whole earth and the path of the strong, the assured stride of the wicked as it comes to a hault. Stripped of her clothes will vanity be ashamed on that day. The one to which has no master. Rather than armistice shall there be calamity and adverse. Until disaster after disaster has everything in shackles, where terror will surround everything like a noose, choking out all hope of release. The righteous alike shall pass through the flame of suffering. Those legalistic dogs who trust more in their good works above the pureblood of the Anointed One says the Lord..

[Halftongue Dre]

<Alarm the Sorrow> Brace each day whom to serve as were made to follow. A message of peace and not war, calling to all. Penitence, the sentence we must walk, pondering our faults with remorse. Damn it not the lost even when harmed. No, count all as repose. Exercising your composure even after receiving it calm. Who knows, next time they may reach for an arm. A palm to help them up, coming to the Lord..

[Halftongue Dre]

All these words at my disposal gollible not to drop the ball when usin um? Let me think, a troll difusin a bomb brutally cautious not to bugle the alarm? Nah! Fusin it with a horn hollaring off like ah! I can't watch stopping me from stopping. Honestly just a copy cat to Ghandi just wanting all these raucous loud hot shot honky's to drop like fleas falling off with an ollie jumping all the way into fall season stomping leaf's. Longing for me to leave calling on the peep's. Them birdy bee's singing like, bzz bzz pa pa peace!..

[Halftongue Dre]

Needs to get doing what? Sensitive auditory, natural pyramids as fixed interior. All of it! Making the most of engraved redemption. The little thoughts hatching the depiction. Turning into complexity mash the images. Coping numb off the top, flash n burn all cylinders. Break open the stove and start to evolve differently. Negotiate the tip of the ugh! Ransacking the cranium. Trying to recall thinking hard. All transforming the mind easy to remember it. Just asking myself, is this from the Lord?..

[Halftongue Dre]

<A Target>For defiant lion’s surrounding me on both sides as they prepare to eat their lunch/ Attracted like a psychoactive chain reaction attacking me like a pack of wolves packing a punch/ Evaporated dust as I yak in tongues/ Yap-yap yackety-yack at the exact same time I begin to bust open a can a whoop ass subtle enough without the umph!/ I ask “should I run the court on um?”/ A bolt from the blue just opened up/ A screw loose to sow one’s wild oats until they crush!/ A kick to the nuts a cheap thing to do but in a fight like this I’m already going against the odds/ So it must be like so what/ Ever heard of guts?/ Readjusted busting a gust of wind kicked so hard it must have been a jump going up/ Hit hard enough to touch the rim without getting dunked/ Blood drunk with a split tongue hissing shrewdly not missing much/ Skipping practice but not in reminiscing, in who I trust even if I’m getting stomped having to sniff the dust/ A kitchen cup to pick me up after getting minced like a religious sitting duck/ Stoned by a villainous mob of stiffened rocks/ Pro fitted like another vision witnessing my Christian God, come more pissed than a million tusk’s to pin them up and begin to rip n cut till there is no luck of getting love/ Like ah shucks I wish I wouldn’t have went and pissed him off/ Friction rubbed on the spot in a lost position trying not to get noticed after getting marked/ Allegiance to the beast getting prepared for the feast when getting chomped/ Munch munch Revelation 19:18 for those who wanna wink at the sight of me when gnashing their teeth hidden in the dark..

[Halftongue Dre]

<The Knowledge>Watch n listen but learn nada as you audience the future economic onslaught/ Solemn to the grave of raw need of an atomic conflict/ War like kamikaze Martians/ The Illuminati marching, with the onset, of cosmic Armageddon/ To help sort through the zombie wannabe's/ Pondering all these thoughts comically adopted/ Not to fret in the wrong wit conjured(Roger, copy that)/ Scoundrel, rouge, renegade's bombing/ Dropping dollars, in homeless coffins for the moment/ Cold as coarse I call it, psychologist an honor/ Gradually not just underlining the problem/ But actually paying homage to the One who's gonna cause it/ Coming to the Lord/ In this apocalyptic environment fogged up/ Fighting the storm by product of a mighty Thor/ But not a god cuz/ I'm just a worrier here to warrior logic/ A fight concerning the law's of nature that y'all call it understood and how it works/ Physical like got it!/ Frolic with the floor you are walking/ Fun just darting forth wandering through a course of options/ Remorse obviously not just oblivious my darlings, to the enigma's y'all can't solve cuz/ Its a mystery having to watch all your eggs fallen/ Right into the puddles you are stomping/ Laying them softly as you warship grounds in which y'all are cautious/ Having to readjust ducking when things bust out into the open for just being honest/ Worship to God as/ The hotheaded sea monster goblins continue praying brains out through a facet/ Faucet aspects of battleships falling/ Out with the process/ Y'all can lose again after already having lost once/ Cuz y'all got the wit, so find the conscience/ To promptly pray to God as, you ask him to give you the right kind of hope/ The knowledge to help readjust for the future wallop/ Come riding on the white horse/ Common to the assault when it mashes with a punch brawling/ Coming to obstruct all us to a halt, free from feeling fine in the offset when it erupts on us/ Like ugh! try calling the cops..

[ilovebender.com]

<The Knowledge>Watch n listen but learn nada as you audience the future economic onslaught/ Solemn to the grave of raw need of an atomic conflict/ War like kamikaze Martians/ The Illuminati marching, with the onset, of cosmic Armageddon/ To help sort through the zombie wannabe's/ Pondering all these thoughts comically adopted/ Not to fret in the wrong wit conjured(Roger, copy that)/ Scoundrel, rouge, renegade's bombing/ Dropping dollars, in homeless coffins for the moment/ Cold as coarse I call it, psychologist an honor/ Gradually not just underlining the problem/ But actually paying homage to the One who's gonna cause it/ Coming to the Lord/ In this apocalyptic environment fogged up/ Fighting the storm by product of a mighty Thor/ But not a god cuz/ I'm just a worrier here to warrior logic/ A fight concerning the law's of nature that y'all call it understood and how it works/ Physical like got it!/ Frolic with the floor you are walking/ Fun just darting forth wandering through a course of options/ Remorse obviously not just oblivious my darlings, to the enigma's y'all can't solve cuz/ Its a mystery having to watch all your eggs fallen/ Right into the puddles you are stomping/ Laying them softly as you warship grounds in which y'all are cautious/ Having to readjust ducking when things bust out into the open for just being honest/ Worship to God as/ The hotheaded sea monster goblins continue praying brains out through a facet/ Faucet aspects of battleships falling/ Out with the process/ Y'all can lose again after already having lost once/ Cuz y'all got the wit, so find the conscience/ To promptly pray to God as, you ask him to give you the right kind of hope/ The knowledge to help readjust for the future wallop/ Come riding on the white horse/ Common to the assault when it mashes with a punch brawling/ Coming to obstruct all us to a halt, free from feeling fine in the offset when it erupts on us/ Like ugh! try calling the cops..

I don't
Ask for anything
And want for nothing
Fuck, You hearin' me?
I accept in Jesus
-but it's your plan, Lord
Whom made me
Who is divine
Your Earth rocks my world and your star
Still sees us
Think fast
What u gun na' do
Think fast
What u gun na' do
Said what u gun na' do?
Think past what's good
Stuff so easy
Challenge yourself
For great not glory
While you can
I didn't make you
You don't have to worship me
Know this 'cause "lord knows"
I never chose to be
Who ever chose?
No - Not me!
But here I am
Fuck
Shit
Whoops!
Excuse me
In the Garden of Eden
So it seems
Got my Paradise City
At my feet
Piggin' on apples
Gettin' fat like Porky...

[Excita]

what.the.fuck.is.happening.around.here.