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crypt (rapper) – youtube cypher vol. 1 lyrics

[intro: joey nato]
woo
who made this beat
nato
okayy

[verse 1: joey nato]
let’s trace it back just a couple years
nah wait a minute, better yet like nine
when i put my first music vid online
when you had to type in youtube.com
‘member
man i never got support, but i chose to
keep it goin’ it was something that i owed to
myself cause i never tap out
man i never give up
man that’s something that i don’t do
look, revenge is sweet and that’s why i’m yelling out “more sugar”
people talk, i just sip my tea and then i go for the head like thor shoulda
man, i’m not around for patheticness
getting this recognition isn’t effortless
connecticut reppin’ it
i got it down to a science, you got an f in it (what)
man, lord have mercy, til’ god calls me i’m staying litty
why’s the devil tryna talk to me
can’t that hotheaded low-life see i’m busy
but i’m not really concerned, i just wanna sit back, write bars, and get kudos
it ain’t a stretch if i get the bucks but it’s hard to say right like antetokounmpo
used to date a basic chick but i needed a chick a little bougier
got a little bit of fame and got douchier
youtube reacting went nuclear
yeah i wrote a song called “gucci” but i’m never gonna go and cop gucci merch
i stay humble, i’m staying lucky, that’s always. you heard it first
nato

[verse 2: duane]
i know it’s hard to believe
i exude art to the t
i am the mark of the beast
i am the monster in comics that comes out the dark when you sleep
so careful which options you’ve chose
deceit is the commonest road
this is for popular folk think they got it on lock and they don’t because everything they live is lies and it shows
me, i’m just tryna get purp
move a couple units on the network
youtube partnered on the low thooo
got susan now you tryna get hers, let’s go
this is the moment i seen
give me a moment of peace
close both my eyes when i went to bed last night and grabbed my dreams right the f-ck out of my sleep
now i’m here

[verse 3: hi-rez]
i’m back with a pen and a pad
it’s been a minute since i k!lled the beat and been in the lab
tryna finish this greatness before they calling me back
better listen to one spit before i get mad
got a ghoul with a past, got a tool and a mask
i put a fool in the trash, i play it cool and relax
got a crew and a fam and i know they’d catch a case for me
pour our hearts in the struggle and that’s my day to day story
nothing changed but the change, momma always praying for me
so much pain in my brain and the reaper tryna call me
so much rain for the fame, i ain’t never really want it
heh, i ain’t never really want it but f-ck it
i got my momma and wifey to keep it level headed
tryna seize the f-cking moment like an epileptic
when i die, through my lyrics i’ll be resurrected
when i die, through my lyrics i’ll be resurrected

[verse 4: dizzyeight]
look, look
i’m in my element
rap veteran
all my opposition i beheaded them
i’m ready for whatever man
when it come to words i’m a specialist
every verse i write pure elegance
i murder a beat and burn up the evidence
mediocracy i’ve never settled with
i gotta give ’em something that was heaven sent
nowadays sk!ll is irrelevant what’s irrelevant
i’d rather be true to myself than synthetic with relevance
how many of y’all can relate (huh?)
the industry is really full of fakes (yuh)
you gotta sale you’re soul to catch a break (huh?)
and everybody really sound the same (for real)
all of you rappers just copy and paste and the only difference is the name (name)
and even then y’all put the lil in front of it, you need to grow up for a change
look, rap full of mimicry
everybody lack in ident-ty and lack the ability
all of y’all lack the affinity to rap so all of y’all acting as mini me’s
y’all even matching physically
lacking in dignity
i see it vividly
you need validity
i see the person you really be
stop with the copying be the person that you’re meant to be
look
elevating, as somebody else you never make it why you hesitating
get to meditating no debating cause you have a purpose you just gotta learn to activate it
gotta detonate it, use the energy as motivation
cause you limited by the person you mimicking
i’m telling you your potential is limitless
i’m not bitter i’m just militant
i’m tryna empower a new generation of lyricists
like, ugh

[verse 5: chvse]
look, shout-out to crypt for putting me on one time
chvse
man i’m tired of all of y’all hating me
i knead the dough like it’s a bakery
y’all make it up like it’s maybelline
it’s make believe, you living in a waking-dream
i’m feeling lucky boy, nato made the beat
get the whiskey out i gotta take a drink
then i hop to scotch like i paint the street
and start blowing bowls like a raiders team
sh-t is kinda funny i don’t even gotta try
all i gotta do is h-t the stu and get a vibe
labels see potential in the music that i make and so they flew me to the bank and try to get the kid to sign
but i can see the vision they got hidden in their fine
man they wanna tell my fans i’m on independent grind
but i’m like, “f-ck that!” i ain’t livin’ in a lie
now they see me on the atlas like i’m hidden from the eye

[verse 6: fabvl]
i don’t really wanna spite you
but i bring the foot down, kick it like i’m ryu
pin it to the dome, man you sweeter than a hi-chew
sights to it on the bullsh-t like it’s high noon
[?] infested, yes rap perfected
past rejected now i’m crowd selected
clout respect it, not a clown objected
sounds injected in my blood, infected
sick of the politics, open their wallets for clout, now this sh-t ain’t for me
empty the promises into their bottomless ego, no royalties, do it for free
that ain’t it, got no brain and no grip
my name’s rain, i don’t slip
shout-out to crypt
come into my mind and sit
try to follow along, it’s too quick
yuh

[verse 7: blindsight]
(youtube cypher b-tch)
i don’t need to rhyme, f-ck a punchline
make you feel my energy without ever makin’ a reference to a pink
bunny with a drum
so dumb
that’s a filler bar, sound like buh-buh-buh-b-m
didn’t say nothin’ but that sh-t was fun
what the f-ck am i on, on the hunt
but it’s time to make you jump jump jump
b-tch i’m blindsight and the trigger thumpin’
that’s the sh-t i’m on and
feelin’ my devotion
boom an explosion
rumblin’ like it’s supposed to do
crushin’ em all into nothin’
these mumblin’ rappers are ghostin’
i’m hopin’ they croak in the booth
the youtuber rappers the baddest of crews
no need to imagine, we back here with proof
when you put me on the track i go to bat with the views
i’m the smallest of the cats in the booth
sacrifice the views for the actual truth
look
throw the caution to the wind
throw a bar, hit your chin
i’ma show ya regardless and let you know that i ain’t playin’ and winnin’
i’m takin’ the game and i’m bringin’ a pen and i’m gonna make you see to the end of your days
i’m a finisher
now they be waitin’ for labels to rate me i’m goin’ independent i’ma make you see the beast
enrage in me is deep beneath
i keep my cane close to feet to sweep away the weak, capiche
finish ’em
mind is the sickest i’m givin’ it straight up surprise we’re not finished
i’m p-ssin’ the mic to the next mc, get ’em
let’s show ’em that youtuber rap with the best of the best
and no question or guessin’ the facts
woah
the blind guy can rap
putting in work on this track
so i can be the one that you remember when you play this sh-t back
i’m makin’ a name for my life and i’m livin’ it blind and i’m not gonna let you defy me
goodbye

[verse 8: vin jay]
go and k!ll ’em while the lames are laughin’
put me underwater while the waves are crashin’
i’ve been underrated feelin’ pain and p-ssion
drop hits, get paid, what a chain reaction
left friends man they could’ve been involved
now they wonder when i’m gonna put ’em in a song
coulda been a don
but i pull up and i’m gone
man they better get runnin’, i’m a bully with a bomb
now they mad by the ways i’m winnin’
lemme get a beat and put a b-ssline in it
why they gettin’ bitter from the plays i’m gettin’
came a long way from the days i’m feelin’ like i’m down and out
was never winnin’ but i found a route
i’m gonna k!ll ’em with a ground to pound i’m like
while i get the crowd to bounce
i lay back for a minute but i’m ’bout to pounce
buddy you never been ill
b-mmin’ i’m better with sk!lls
somebody get him a deal
run up a debt of a mil
nah f-ck that, come with a couple of bills
live fast, i’m becomin’ in love with the thrills
y’all sh-t will never be televised
we finna rise
and i better eat you alive
yo they never gonna get a piece of the pie
we sick as f-ck with no treatment advised
i be the one they compare to the greatest
you buggin’ for nothin’ it can’t be debated
look at the canvas i painted
i came to demolish and damage you haters
you don’t get it man i’m fast and ruthless
just bossed in like i’m m-ssachusetts
old school vibe but i p-ss the new sh-t
rap game really ’bout to get a vast improvement like

[verse 9: scru face jean]
look
face is in it now the p-ssion is felt
you think you on your sh-t, don’t make an -ss of yourself
ask for this l now they have to p-ss ’em this sh-ll
grab for the belt, i’ma have to drag ’em to h-ll
lazarus spell, i’ll be here forever and ever getting better and better lookin’ for compet-tors to wet up
get up
i just want my motherf-cking head up
when n-gg-s gonna be dead and it’s gonna look like it’s a set up
proper
i’m from the midwest, i’m spittin’ like a chiggitty chopper
you n-gg-s spark and keep talkin’ like you’re getting water
with the piranhas, pop it like a cholo
viva la rasta
when the n-gg-s tryna get ’em now
get ’em now
cause i’m really boutta eat ’em up
and sh-t ’em out
all the spitters now, simmer down
face is ’round
cause i really like to stand ’em up
and sit ’em down

[verse 10: pfv]
as soon as i hop on the track man they know this is me
cold as it seems
but i don’t give a f-ck about what y’all doing cause i’m doing me
over the dream
not for the wait and the patience has left me
i’m right on the scene
takin’ my cadence and fakin’ like i didn’t notice this, f-ck your whole team
gotta be clean, yeah
hold up man they know i get it goin’ so i
notice that i catch it when i’m playin’ both sides
runnin’ with the scissors man i’m cuttin’ all ties
first place finish i ain’t even gotta try
i know, did it on my own
runnin’ up a check and i ain’t even got a loan
notice that you rappin’ ’bout the paper and a chain but ain’t even got a home
hot bars but your bank account froze
why
do you gotta lie
tellin’ all the people that you got it and you shine
b-tch, fly
do it on your time
cause i don’t give a f-ck if you were livin’ and you died
yeah

[verse 11: randolph]
oh sh-t, what the f-ck is this
h-ll of a plot twist, we flipped the script
takin’ the mic from crypt even despite the diss
try to cop a chain to go beside the wrist
i’m just handlin’ business man
i am supplying demand
defying the plan
now that we iron the man, no cap, but i snap on the beat till my enemies sand
that’s my endgame
to be everywhere like i’m sense 8
you stackin’ l’s like llorente
you should just quit like your friends say
i’m your sensei, follow my rules
been patient, i got nothing to prove
they been haters, still i never lose
look at the numbers, i swear they confused
they made me out to be a mumble rapper
they just mad because their numbers backwards
gettin’ checks, no lumber-jacking
each week a new tax bracket
huh, and that’s facts
randolph is not dax
kept my ear close to the grapevine
i heard some sh-t and that’s wack
look, i don’t mean to brag
i’m just gettin’ to the bag
i’m still a fiend for rap
i’m flexin’ but i ain’t forgetting the nights that i had
in the studio tryna get through to you
loadin’ up fruityloops, jumpin’ through hula hoops
scrollin’ through youtube to get out of minimum wage
now my minimum’s a million plays
yeah, randolph

[verse 12: crypt]
would it really be my cypher if i didn’t spit it the quickest
and end this sh-t with a verse that -sserts a permanent finish
i brought in a bunch of spitters
confirmed to be some of the realest
and that includes some of your b-tches
i heard i’m hurtin’ your feelings
but guess what, i don’t give a f-ck
yeah b-tch cause you don’t fit this like it was oj’s glove
like the old testament, you lack new verses
it’s a whole new mess if you attack me first
gettin’ more likes on the ig than your wifey
high key, yeah she don’t really feel you man
i’m an up and comer who was acting wreckless
call me metric cause the way i k!ll a gram
i got a couple k!llers on the track who’s ripping the scene
duanetv, joey, chvse, pfv
dizzy, fabvl, scru, randolph, hi-rez, me
vin jay, then blindsight, and he can’t even see
i’m making patches with my enemies
i don’t want that bad energy
even dax so quit asking me and tagging me
in everything that he does, cause i don’t give a motherf-ck
and if he does and if i hear it again i’m gonna have to run amuck
the internet has really got you b-tches thinking that you’re tough
and then i run up and i confront you like “b-tch, what the f-ck is up?”
you wanna get rough then we can tussle but i’ll pummel you until you done
bust your lip up until it’s numb, cause i don’t f-ck with you like nuns
i’ll make your rap career shorter than daisy dukes
if you got a problem with me then we can get in the booth
get in the streets or the ring, whichever you wanna choose
it’ll all end with you fumblin’ over your tooth (b-tch)
this a youtube cypher, yeah we comin’ at you
at the top, we got no bottom like a fu manchu
had a blast makin’ a track with a dozen dudes and
20,000 likes and you’ll get a part 2

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