Poppin' Cypher

[Intro: Crypt, LeoStayTrill] (As I lay me down to sleep) (I pray to the Lord above) (That everyone who ever doubted me) Yeah, yeah-yeah (Is gonna see what I've become) Yeah, huh? [Verse 1: LeoStayTrill] Leo came in to demolish the scene, we're waitin' for better days (Better days) Leo came in and he's actin' all cheeky, 'cause this is the break away (Facts!) Yeah, they hate he lip syncs and he's fake and trash allegedly (Ha) But soon, you'll be a fan if you like it or not 'cause I'll take over eventually (Let's go) Leo been coming in crazy (Huh?), ready to bring up the tensity (Yeah) Youngest to do it, I'm flowing like fluids, I stretch opportunities flexibly (Woah) Everybody really wanna pick up independently and prosper properly just like I did, so (Ayy) Inspirational, motivational, Leo on the beat, so sensational (Yeah) I don't play at all, look at my actions, look at my work, I don't have to say it all Going up vertical (Woah), and my bars are so lyrically surgical, very unmerciful What I did is so irreversible, keep to myself, so incontrovertible Put myself in the game, 'cause I'm very submersible (Very submersible, yeah, yeah) All of my people are winnin' and grinnin', all of us grateful, none of us sinnin' (Sinnin'!) I kept it lowkey, look how I'm kickin' it so low (So low), Leo been doing it solo (Solo) Everyone knows I'm a G like I'm Polo, that's how it is Representing for my mum and I'm making her proud, might drip her in Coco (Coco) I'm on the beat, go loco, out-rap me? No-go (Woah) Stand up tall, rep for my country, shoutout my family, bro knows (Bro!) I move on my own, with my own toes Shout-out my family, shoutout my people that been with me from day though, yeah [Verse 2: Gatsb7] Yeah Hi, y'all, it's Mr. Last Pick (Uh-huh) Sorry if I trip about it, shit, I'm only half-pissed (What) A couple people lining up to X me like an asterisk (Ooh) They laughing in my face until I kill 'em with my ad libs (Alright) So when you talk about seven, better mark me down as an underdog (Yeah) Only see red now, if you step to me, you'll need Juggernog (Yeah) See me OD on the beat, still treat it like there's nothing wrong (Yeah) But y'all been waking up the beast, I'm a machine, I needed another cog (Yeah) I wear this thirteen proudly, 'cause I want y'all to doubt me Keep saying how this wave is 'bout to drown me (Yeah) And then you'll be seeing me hang ten, that's too many bodies, mayhem with a noose, I'll prob'ly (Woo) Make a beat, then delete that shit, then deny I did like the kid's Benghazi (Woo!) Pen godly, my god, man, I'm so ozzie, I's born with a bat body So sick, keep a vat on me, waiting for my pockets to thicken, I gotta get it 'til I sat oddly (Oh Lord!) Boy, I've always been a dark horse I was poppin' once, now I'm poppin' off, wanna dog the kid? Get on all fours It's Gats [Chorus: Crypt] As I lay me down to sleep I pray to the Lord above That everyone who ever doubted me Is gonna see what I've become [Verse 3: DizzyEight] I lose control like a Semtex, bars stick to ya soul Watch him blow, click, see four shots straight to your dome Watch your tone, look, my whole clique move with a code Masked up, I know dudes that'll move on you in the cold (For real!) Dog really think he a god just like Anubis, false prophet He just a fraud behind a computer, you should stop it Meet your enemies, they gon' be like "Remember me?" It's gon' take 'em running up on you to jog your memory Never been one to beef, I want everybody to eat I want all my peers to succeed, but you'd rather feed me deceit Be careful with what you sow, 'cause that'll be what you reap Hatred is what will grow if that's what you breed in your seed I feel like a father, I'm son-ing all ya, guess this a reprimand You want the can, sir? Get the smoke from the second hand But wait, as an artist, we really need to do better, man I might have my faults, but I seek God to be a better man [Verse 4: Matt Houston] Tell me something: Why don't you know you can't tell me nothing? 20/20, I could see you fronting, it's 2020, now I see you love it Said all it was is just drugs and bitches, just change the pace and y'all swore it's different Got me wiling, going hard, dissing, getting to the riches, got the weed and swishers, seems that they the bitches At least how they switching, I can't tell the difference, pussy what I'm sniffing acting like you hoes Keyboard get to sprinting, fingers get to twitting, fucking with a shark, look out below Really I'm a dog, keep out the fence, looking at a god, talking shit? Repent All them words so cheap, still your ass in debt, hoes call me Ralph, bitches getting wrecked Feeling like I'm ALF; from another world, bars been getting strong, shit's been doing curls Say I ain't a gift, okay, ask your girl, she put on my chain and throw away your pearls Bitch, I was born for the disrespect, throw a grenade and erase your chest Snatch your teeth out your mouth to erase the debt, snatch your wife out your life so you don't forget I'ma make millions, place the bet, I got nothing left to say, better hope I fade That's naive as shit, you know that I'ma stay, burning down your city, only spitting flames Hope y'all hate me winning, knowing it won't change, tell 'em "Kiss my ass", salt into the pain Fuck saying names, leave it to you lames, petty, wrath and greatness, kill 'em 'til my grave, aim (Pow!) [Chorus: Crypt] As I lay me down to sleep I pray to the Lord above That everyone who ever doubted me Is gonna see what I've become [Verse 5: Samad Savage, Borjan] You ain't never seen nobody like I, turn it to the side; I'ma leave it flat-lined Interracial gangbang, black guys with 9s busting at your face, black eyes; when I- Let a punchline hit, I could speak blood talk like I bit my lip, I could speak Snoop Dogg, do a song with Crypt No gangs, but I'm poppin' from my cliques, now I know they like it when I switch Not Nintendo or that Caitlyn chick, and I lay with chips, and I'm blazing with My amazing wit, and I'm saying this like a flaming wick; blow me I lowkey be owning you bros, see, I'm slowly promoting my motion in oceans, I'm only Showboating the mic that I'm holding, I might kill the pens when I strike, what is bowling? Six seconds in, clip emptied, gats be putting seven rappers in a frenzy See, the first eight made 'em feel a little dizzy, over ninety people thinking that they could prevent me I'm cold, they bore Jan, officially, Crypt my brother, fuck the color of my skin, G Me a do big tings, are we on a kip? Please, sleep on mans? Then I lead 'em in a quick sleep Leave you in a batch of the dead, don't tempt me, you don't want to see me when I'm moody, cover face like a Sunni I say "As-salamu alaykum", put a piece into a goofy, and that's word to my umi, if you ever try to shoot me You gon' see a hundred kufis, it is poppin', I'm a rhyming don and I'm starving Kelly Clarkson: I'm already gone, it's the sergeant, hold up, let me park it like... Stop, Samad Savage in the slot, I'm not static, but I pop, like a hundred-thousand watts, I'ma leave 'em all in shock Cardi B without a job; I don't really need the polls, I'ma make it to the top, ha! And I do not mean disrespect when I say this either (Yeah, yeah) I won't ask next time, keep AK aside for the fucking feature! (Mic check) [Verse 6: Borjan] Quarantine got you laid over, I stay over Everybody's head, I'm on one, like Drake told ya I don't quit on motherfuckers like a great soldier But they quit on me when I needed them, so them days over I do damage with passion, work and the ethic Embarrass your art of essence, take care of your worth for presence, I'm on I been on this since adolescence, progressin' Imparable in my section, could give a fuck 'bout your raps where you from [Interlude 1: 100Kufis] Kufis Ayy, Nato I'm 'bout to ride the fuck out of this beat Right here, though, for real, uh! [Verse 7: 100Kufis] Excuse me, miss, I don't really wanna do this shit But if my music is not amusing enough for you, I guess I gotta shoot you, bitch Stupid trick, make you disappear like a stupid trick Poof, begone, put a roofie in your smoothie, makes you boujee bitch, I'm truly sick Losing it, out of my mind, reading these lines like a movie script I'm cruising, bitch, bon voyage, riding the wave, like a moving ship "Ra-ta-ta-tat"- that be the sound of the MAC when I'm letting that toolie spit Matter of fact, a lot of these niggas can rap but these niggas ain't doing shit Who is this? He's not a factor, he's just a rapper nobody knows But nobody knows this is the rapper that murdered the game on the day he came home Reclaiming his throne, back in the building, ready to kill when he's waving his chrome Let it be known, life is a bitch, I'm just waiting to bone like Raven Symoné Now, what's the chance of that? I got a better chance selling grams of crack To a fiend that's ten years clean, and she's still tryna keep that monkey off her back And it's a fact we don't rap alike, so, if you grab the mic, then I advise you: put it back Keep acting like you the nicest, I'ma take ya' life and put it in my book of raps, and that's that! [Chorus: Crypt, Blizar] As I lay me down to sleep I pray to the Lord above (Woah...) That everyone who ever doubted me Is gonna see what I've become (Ayy, yeah, yeah) [Verse 8: Bilzar] They said Bilzar's back (Rah!), means one thing, means man are getting killed on tracks, start running for the hills and that (Woo!) Start building camps, go Fortnite; building ramps, saving the game, Gordon Banks I don't wanna hear talking back, don't talk like there's no one as bad as you (Hah) You'll get wrapped on tracks and that's the truth, I come through with bars on bars on bars (Bars on bars) It's starting to look like Magaluf, nah, it's starting to look like Malia (Woo!) I been doing that shit that you cannot do and then I capture that shit on a camera (Huh?) Best you find a new avenue, El Capitan, I'm the manager I'll free-fall from the sky with no parachute, through your window and land in the passenger (Aah!) But listen, I ain't really in a position (Nope) to sit here and shit on these rappers from distance (Nope) I get 'em and get 'em if we being real, there ain't no competition I'm up in this bitch all equipped with a whistle and stripes on my shirt, 'cause I been so official, I get 'em, I get 'em I didn't wanna diss 'em, but this my religion, so fuck it, man, any of you bitches can get it (Woo!) You didn't wan' listen, but now you gon' listen, a killer, a man on a mission I'm hunting 'em down, this so animalistic, can't understand they cannot rhyme with these writtens (Woo, woo!) And this ain't no test, I'm just practicing with them, imagine I was always passionate with it I'm back and I get 'em, attacking a victim and Bill on his way, well, to stack a million [Interlude 2: VI Seconds] Man... Hmm-hmm-hmm-hahahahahaha- -Hahaha! Gawd, yo [Verse 9: VI Seconds] Let's get it poppin', I'll get to poppin' the populous (Brrt) I pop corns tryin' to pop out 'cause I'm popular I pop guns! (Bow!) You? Popguns; when it pop, you late You full of poppycock, ya bitch say "Papi, let's repopulate" The party popper (Yeah), pullin' somethin' in your venue 'Cause if you ain't eatin' wit' me, you certainly on the menu Got a hand in everything, don't know what I can do? One touch'll get your fingers sent back to who sent you, uh I'm the whoopin' that you don't want, when it comes to the keys, I'm Mozart I'm crack, nigga, every time I slides for the money: when it come to it, I go bogart You niggas got no heart, let a four spark from a go-kart 'Cause it ain't nothin' to pull up on you then- skrrt! (Skrrt, skrrt) I'll tell you again, I don't care to be none of your friends, I make ends meet, makin' you meet your ends (Ayy) I'll beat you then remix and beat you again (Ayy), my paper don't do it, so I want a Benz (Ayy) You niggas the same, Ryu's and Kens (Ayy), shit getting tense? Six get intense (Ayy) I'll let the thing fire, then listen to Brent (Ayy), don't pay attention to the money I've spent (Ayy) All in your mind, ain't payin' no rent (Ayy), I be killin' these niggas, don't ever forget (Ayy) In the greatest of drip, everything gettin' wet (Ayy), shit get foul with the TEC I'm the man, my nigga, this shit I reign upon, get checked the forecast, you get rained upon 'Til I get sent to the great beyond and the pain is gone [Verse 10: Crypt] I noticed some funny shit going for this competition, man, it made me laugh (Hahaha!) People said that I'm too famous to enter it and I'm just chasin' the bag, that's cap! 'Cause before this shit, I was nothin' but a reactor (Huh?), people laughin' at me cause I called myself a rapper (What?) But the second I'm a competitor, everybody sweatin' me, suddenly I'm too famous, I should back up (Oh, wow) "You should pay for the feature!" (What?) They think that I make enough money to 'cause my name has the reach to (What?) Attract some people (What?), but y'all don't know that I work two jobs just to fucking eat, so (What?) Back off! (Bitch) You don't know me, dog, my humble beginnings should humble you all (Yeah) I won this competition, but I know that everybody killed it, so I brought them along We all eatin', I spread the love, 'cause we all dreamin' what it's like to buzz I always wanna help, if this was someone else in my position, they wouldn't give a fuck They say that I'm known (What?), but y'all don't know me (No) 'Cause my own true fanbase knows that I put others before me (Yes, I do) How dare you try to shit on me like I didn't deserve this shit? I started from where you did, don't discredit all my work I did I grinded an eternity, earned it when I learned to spit And I'm still working every day just so they know the name 'Crypt' I know what it's like to struggle and not have a hand That's why I reach out every single chance that I can So everybody on this track, know I got you until the end Through this challenge, y'all made me a permanent fan [Chorus: Samad Savage, Everyone else & Everyone else & Samad Savage] As I lay me down to sleep (Ooh-ooh) I pray to the Lord above (Ooh-ooh) That everyone who ever doubted me (Ooh-ooh) Is gonna see what I've become (Ooh-ooh)