The Multi Cypher

[Brendanoooo]

witness a grown little man turn infant
tone of voice turned down just a little bit
try to run back at me but i squash him like a cricket
you gotta risk it when you wanna get the biscuit
take a shot who cares if you miss it
thats better than a life full of "what ifs?"

[Eedee]

"life full of what-if's"

Like "but's" and just then, fucking my trunk is stuffed with
Nothing but junk, something is up, coming like "fucking COME IN
ME!" and I'm like, "What the fuck you talkin' bout bitch?"
"BE MY BABY DADDY" and that's when I'm walking out, bitch.
Spell sperm backwards, you want my "Numb3r"? Frickin' left
Without a word, my calculation must be wrong, mreps (Mr. Eppes)

^ If anyone gets that reference, I applaud you.

[Brendanoooo]

"my calculation must be wrong, mreps"

chillin with the geeks, doing all these calculations
try to talk girls, but all they got is masturbation
for their first kiss, whole life they have been waitin
geeks are cool too, im sick of all this fuckin hatin

[Halftongue Dre]

Decided to just do a whole verse. Word. I doubt how much is really known about how people bow down to a goat allowed to hone lyrical clouds in a storm/ Cuz I'm out in this cold surrounded in war down to just grow loud in my zone/ So get away from me devil farewell as you go down a hell of a road if you think I'm gonna sell my soul/ I'm not about to fold I'll unroll and sprout into a whole crowd of drones sit down and loaf and count out loud the goats/ Cuz I'm counting sheep having trouble falling asleep to the sound of tones/ I can hear the shouts of ghosts surround my lobes telling me they found their host about to impose a bound by force/ On account of course they can take down this horse break out with swords/ I'll slay their souls and shave their horns first before I embrace their source/ A power cord that can lace a corpse and bring forth a plague of sorts/ Vague its dark having to play with thoughts that change their form and absorb a chain across a clock that mourns/ Crying as time sores right out the window coming back around knocking on your door/ Stopping to ignore the moment you could of swore all was restored/ Not just another angel that lost wings and was falling to the floor/ It's the rebellion of selling in to the thought of war/ Like a game for gain always dwelling on the score/ Whats more is the roar of the battle cry that doesn't snore/ So I warn the flock to be informed and mark out a spot/ To hoard bits of blocks ready to toss forth with rocket force and a lot of torque a swarm of rocks/ Trying to live righteously in a world dominated by sin trying not to get lost/

[ilovebender.com]

You could do a whole verse and I hold first - doesn't make your lines anyless than mine but the fact that your attack lacked - I ought ta school ya like target practise -
in Baghdad; paint fifty on your head, and a hundred on your nads!
Go home Carlton - this isn't Charleston - and I'll chew you up - so Lindy Hop on outter here, ya hear?

[Halftongue Dre]

Your a dyslexic and deluded used up dish cloth/ Dirty and deformed anus cuz you shit rocks/ A big dog with a fish cock wearing nothing but a wrist watch/ Did you get lost trying to hip hop after lift off/ Kid stop, your lid top is about to blow cuz I can tell that your pissed off/

[ilovebender.com]

Did I offend you? Making me out to be some beast with a little piece butt naked with a wrist watch, watch, you should cut your wrist off, don't ever get it twisted just incase you missed it no I'm not gonna go ballastic, watch, I'm not pissed off 'cause it takes one to know one so go on, put your show on 'cause you sure do know how to blow, you're rusty, lips are crusty, head so old, your hair is dusty...

[Willy]

hair is dusty you guys suck at rapping /
what the poop are you guys doing /
these bars sound like cancer/
i am a lonely dancer/
where is answer/
i am amber/
ants err/
stand/
am/
a/

[ilovebender.com]

I'M GONNA KILL YOU GRILL YOU FOR REAL YOU

Posted too soon now look

What you're gonna make me do

Harpoon your ass like I hit da pune

tang da stank thang and now I'm spankin'

Your mutha fucking A thing

[J.R.]

I love bender, obviously a sexual offender by his sig,
Shit, Wish it wouldn't render, makes me shit bricks..
Flip this rhyme over to the mobile version of the forum,
Shit it's there, prime and easy to be seen. (I'm encased by boredom)
So I go to the countries and tour them, eatin twix,
hmm, this forum needs more decorum, looks like shit

[EvryOnesACrtc]

Your wife looks like shit, AND she cooks like shit
If I were you, I'd give her an uppercut and a hook, right, quick!
But then again, she's such a dirty whore she prolly would like it
Fuck, where'd I put my Sidekick? I wish I could find it
I need a good psychic to help me figure out which one of my split personalities took my shit!!

[ThomasAguanis]

I'm fine with giving the Heimlich to a dying dog before I apply it to your crying mom/
I'll disappear behind a fog, ignite a fire in my mind, just to try & put it inside a song/

[EvryOnesACrtc]

What's this nig talking bout "inside a song"?
Is he high?---someone hide his bong
Everything right is wrong
My dick is wide and long
which is why I can't ever try on thongs
cuz farmers appear and tell me "ride along"
...cuz I'm hung like a horse

[ThomasAguanis]

Showing no love or remorse when a million bullets are strung in your corpse/
as the drums spun, flesh flung to the floors, there's even some on the doors/

[EvryOnesACrtc]

I cum on your whore and she's still hungry for more
Every slut that you yearn, man, I've done 'em before
You pack gats? Nahh, you're just a bad actor
but I'll kill you and make it look haphazard
leave you in the aftermath---I rap backwards
and forwards around you clowns! I got this craft mastered
I'm a phat cat stealin' cheese from you rat bastards
The Mad Hatter with out-of-this-world-rhymes!!
No one out here but me and black matter...