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?