Auditorium - Genius Users Cypher

[Intro: Kydd Karma] You now have front row seats To the craziest freestyles on the throwback beat Go ahead y'all and throw it back on the beat Haters cry themselves to sleep Geniuses thrives even as the lemon squeeze [Verse 1: GothicM] Yo I hit the bad place - I couldn't get up Quitting in dis-grace - it wouldn't let up But my people saved me - they raised my head up How could I lose face - when I was held up Your spirits all moved me - and now I can't stop Advancing at full speed - I'm like a bad cop Word to the bad guys - I mean to fright you The best of the gadflies - I'm gonna bite you [Verse 2: BS-Calrissian] I wanna fly fast I move my ass off the ground Totally unbound let the mind be free, check the mighty sound Take it ease, slide to the right side, right now Write down the silouette of your life in peace Round up the edges if you must, than stretch it and strive Restless, to the spot, where stressed mess Is dropped, minus missing spots, or leaving shit forgot I make it hot, let the pressure rise to the top On the real, I don't think our lifes have a meaning Who needs something like that, may to get a good feeling Or a stimulation from believes that aren't founded The situation doesn't provides any proof that's grounded Matter of fact the faith can relax, makes the fear quit The problem with believe is that you never know shit The smart may be certain, they say wisdom is the cure But the wise know that only dumb know shit for sure [Verse 3: JFKray] My status an accretion I’m brighter than a blazar Schwarzchild radius tighter than my days are Completion of my mission show to turn on and go off My spittin puts you down clown and now your cro’s lost A modern day mugging, solemn prey thuggin' ‘for they get caught cause the bottom slay nothin’ I stay trustin my closest dawgs lustin these riches So I guess we’re similar because you stay trustin bitches The beat switches and I’m greener than a pitch is In this modern day eco friendly business game I turn up the bass and ball out on beats You chase the case and fall out with heat Keep in your own lane you love your cousin Jane Cause you’re heading south and you’re letting out shame Name one who does it better, manipulating letters Articulating greatness they hate this Vendetta That I’m holding against MCs on their knees shit please bitch My deed to the streets that I’m scolding all these tics I’m limestone growing from the foam The aragonite unite once grown for they own Purpose, that of which to hurt us A clerk is my work bitch they line up to murk us Semantic fields more natural than the crops Getting bread and feed the cheese to the cops No one rats out on the big time boss man The race is really finished when that thin line’s crossed damn [Verse 4: KenZin0] Time passes by like blunt ashes So high, I might be an addict Eye lashes wide, my mind's absent No cognition, thinking just static Flow automatic though so sit back And listen to the magic, I hit the track with No lab coat is on when I rap, but I break down the beat to pieces like atoms Kill foes with my flow, it’s so tragic Talk shit I’ll pop you like Aspirin No speed boat but I’m still the captain Old school shit like drive-bys from wagons No Turtle Man but this rap is live action Get back I might just start snapping Come close and I’ll close your casket Thought you knew I’m a lyrical assassin So sit back and study how I make it flow Rhyme scheme obscene with all these syllables I paint scenes, my dreams become visible I’ll rob you of your self-esteem, I am a criminal You try so hard, I exert the minimal No copy, I am an original Your bars are far from non-fictional Rapping like a mythical poet, you’re fucking pitiful God damn I can’t stand the fake shit My game is plain but still amazing Think I’m playing 'til I take the girl you came with Heat that bitch up then use her like a blanket No foreplay, I have no patience She opens wide like a dental patient Leave her pussy with a sign that reads “no vacancies” And she swallows me so shamelessly She can take a dick so tastefully She can do the walk of shame gracefully She was working so tenaciously... I painted her face with my unborn legacies [Verse 5: Golfhampton] My bitch is the baddest Your bitch made of plastic When I see yo bitch, my dick turn to elastic You're a fucking spastic My raps are so fantastic You a dumb hoe Suck my toes I ain't touched a dick yet Whaddya know AGH [Verse 6: Pgback] Lead bullets spread, hit dead at the head, all races, all places, unite,fight for the rights and light So go load those on hold with bold support not holes Lend a helping hand as a friend and run an errand, why lend violence? Times are changing Rhythm and blues Rhymes and production (Times Are Changing) I hear em with booze Slime and Reproduction (Times Are Changing) Donald Duck to Donald Trump Get up, Fuck McDonalds Ketchup At least, please these deceased don’t freeze the peace and increase the beef Feed Obese the least feast peas and yeast. Health before Wealth ,Needy before the greedy and this is the finish of this auditorium speech [Verse 7: A-Sean94] I despise these situations When they look upon me in the hallways and see A scrawny and spectacled Asian Garbed in sweatpants and a hoodie And nothing less, I must confess That I often wonder why they’re obsessed With judging only by appearance And not what the defendant has experienced That’s why they won’t know shit about the person in question Due to the fact they stay blinded by the curse of misperception In truth I care nothing for materialism; I learned long ago that life is a maze Where the walls keep spinnin’ And I’ll prefer to navigate it While the others gaze at fine linens Flashy garments won’t get you too far In a world where individuality defines who you are [Verse 8: Donny_Danko] The outcast cast out as doubt starts to burn And in turn rises like an ash cloud of hash mound We pass round our people, fast bound to getting fucked up Beyond all retrieval, 'cause when we get it hooked up We call it street legal, yo that shit is lethal There's no one who's my equal and my people never faking Making music for the lifted and the consciously gifted And anyone with intelligence to have ever existed Sick and twisted, borderline sadistic Finna slit my wrists, call me the nihilistic misfit So when they hate on me I give 'em more to despise Little kid gone savage, Lord Of The Flies It's that that molds the person I've become The reason I could never hold these verses on my tongue If you're waiting for the day I say my work in this is done You can hold your breath until it's bursting out your lungs [Verse 9: Clay Cockrell] Uh, CC Uh, cypher verse ain't got no adlibs Yeah, but before I get to rapping Ayo Madlib, hit us with the loud shit Yo, I'm most definitely the best MC Burning beats like effigies Slick Rick hits important to rap history Still inspiring, how he ran it like refugees In these bars I'm penning I'm setting the records they spinning, I'm winning Killing and thinning the competition With rhythms comparable to the legends Allegedly putting them on the ledge of the, best decision of they life: suicide It's do or die, but who am I? The new guy on the block Your girl said she was feinding for some new cock R-E-Double L cause she know I definitely excel She said the tongue fast as hell, no way he can fail A few years, she'll be copping the Freshman XXL Hell, you can't deny it, I'm the finest The flow so sick it probably end with -itus I'm just the titan spitting tight and rhyming so eloquently The best evidently, and if you question me, here's the evidence G It be CC repping BV and NC, spitting on RG, uh [Verse 10: ThaHipHopHead] Welcome to the auditorium, of our little forum Cold blood runs through my veins, I spit for some People who doubt me, and wanna forget about me My music is like genetics, it’ll be passed down, G Been a long time, still got strong rhymes, fuck the bar line I’m Columbine, minus the suicide, so just homicide I rape the track, like Zeus did to his mother Cut you snake motherfuckers, I’m my own brother And my own father, self-made is an understatement I made myself from clay, like God made men in Bible ages Hook in listeners with my lyrics like readers with a title page A vital sage, you know I set the bar higher then the Eiffel, caged In a cave is the man known as Triple H, Hip Hop Head Removing all skepticism that Hip Hop’s dead I come through on your track, spell doom for the wacks That’s D-O-O-M, MotherFuckers won’t leave intact [Verse 11: Athy] What the hell is going on here you cornpuff, is this trolling? Fucking low testosterone weakings are all over this forum, just because you tell people you are apathetic or totally withdrawn of emotion, don’t make you though or an alpha male. It shows your insecurity though, you don’t believe you’re alpha so you announce that you’re that misperception of alpha male you have, it takes one to know one and you’re looking very unfamiliar. An true alpha male knows his social position and acts accordingly, that is to be some sort of common denominator. Beacuse knowing ones soical rank will have you acting more confident and get respected by both parties even though you strongly disagree. You’re pms breakout also shows your low social skills, he didn’t say anything provoking. You’re a cuck [Verse 12: gamemast15r] I write down these lines until the end of time Until I’m 69 I can flow and bend these rhymes 2017, I’m hitting the clouds with the Ketamine And all I can think of myself is that I hope I have better dreams Hope, that’s the shit that’ll burn your soul more than Ether It’ll make others wanna turn you to prophets like Saint Peter My detractors wanna sew my mouth shut with needles and thread But this the same mouth that’ll riddle you with bullets, bleeding in bed Finally JFK came back with a cypher Now I can cancel my plans to go erase his ass with a sniper Slick Rick god, the mos def storyteller since the beginnin’ Kendrick is fire but Slick Rick still alive so he’s winnin’ They say everything is complicated til' you bring it to the basics And when you rise, you kick shit like you’ve been living in the matrix Stay true to the game, as when you roll the dice In the end, you could win this fucked up game of life [Verse 13: Almighty U-Sorcerer] Invite the bitches, we can have a tea party JFKray and the assassin, Lee Harvey Numbers on the boards, like my name is Steve Harvey Had to eat the beat because my mom said eat hearty So now I'll eat your heart, niggas come like the Thuggee's Fuck around with scorpions, these niggas gon need Huggie's But either way, y'all gon get diaper rash Y'all just clone each other flow, who do I fire at? Rhythm and production, my life is Mamma Mia You can hear me with the shots, no onomatopoeia These snitch ass niggas got me on home arrest When I come back, I'mma cook these niggas for Oktoberfest And I'mma eat 'em like a dessert dish They fuck around, I feed the rest of them to Albert Fish You a J. Edgar Hoover, I'm an Edgar Allen Poe Y'all at the auditorium doing a fucking talent show! [Verse 14: Automic] My lyrics swarm you like invisible goons Stripped and abused never question if it's fiction or true Enemies sink in mud as they're slithering through Picture their doom with each syllable I spit in the booth I'll never be sorry for what I'm driven to do you fucking do Gooders boo me until you sit in your room And as you look in the mirror your insecurities' true Coz the man you sees me, not what your similar to Rap genius, I stab genies till they Grant me three wishes in obedience I think quickly then I sink whiskey Only one answer hits me and well, it is easy One, two, three bullets for you One in each knee till you cry for the end That's one bullet left you want it right in your head But see it's three days til you bleed out or die from the lead So I leave the last for you to pick up instead Attempt to physically inject it into your head Pressing it in I know you wish you were dead Exit the room as I picture the rest [Verse 15: SelloTheRapper] Exit the room while you picture the rest Im still inside yea they fucking wit a vet Emergency room cos i ain't fucking wit a vest I ain't gotta go into detail to know who the best So imma get off that high horse Nun sweet on this quest no phife dawg Main event shit no side brawl Electrify shit when im on that kite dawg These nigguhs suckin like lypo Say shit then they take it back blame it on a typo Knife at your tweet my dude im psycho Eye of that cyclone Gory, tarantino imagery Have em acting finicky I stay within proximity Wish to fight? im in your vicinity Call me jidenna, chief never run from anything [Verse 16: MechaGarfield] Not pointing out a cliff, but I’m callin your bluff Guarded, 5 men, same suit, call it a flush My rap put steel to they wrists and I ain't talkin no cuff Epeleptic, I got em just noddin and stuff Ow! Ow! Ow! Cattle prod to the tough Ambitious for 100 bill cause a drop ain't enough You ain’t stopping the cut, blod clot ain't enough Uh! And since they soft they spillin cotton and blood The janitors due to start moppin it up In the wrong place, this is not where you front You make the sun orbit , you do not and you suck They start coughin then the coffin is up [Verse 17: SelloTheRapper] Im sorry for my last verse that shit was whack as fuck I was a white boy lashing out tryna see if i can get tatted up So now its - batter up Coming at your oesophagus I ain't tryna scare ya so ill get sorta nuts So to all yall forest gumps good luck catching up Its that rapper dude from a different country But i spit that smith and wesson like the US arm me And youll eat em up since you so fucken hungry So im - shooting midgets just to show that life is short I ain't claiming sons since your moms a whore I ain't smashed she just gave me head thats all Sorry - not to get too personal Pack away the arsonal Typical rapper like you gon lemme smash "or nah" She a dime only cos that assanine Lemme hollar only cos i get asinine Fuck around then its murdorous, school of death - columbine I fuck her raw only cos we got a "common" mind You know? poke her face Eat that fish she eat that steak Beat that cake then she call me rap god just to kneel and pray [Verse 18: Hoshi] TBA [Outro: Kydd Karma] Don't audit the auditorium Flow, flaunt it to the floor feeling it Don't you go Curtains close, but Don't you go Where'd you go?