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khanfidence - the cypher " lyrics

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[verse1]

the school bell rings/ring ding ding/the cypher squads up in the park out by the swings/a n-gga beat boxes while some fat lady sings/

she got me thinkin that its all over/now my n-ggas all on my shoulder/like bruh go kick that dope sh-t/stay focused/n dont get on that choke sh-t/

i say chill/he said c’mon son you know you real/school all these fools who dont know the deal/

the cypher crowds up n-ggas get to spittin/some mcs freestylin some others kickin written/some keep it simple n some flip it different/n the crowds favorite well that could change like all in an instant/

the ooo’s and awwws/sh-ts n god d-mns/n-gga you heard that punch line? he really got him/my boy keep pushin me closer/tell every n-gga here that im the new hova/n my flow colder/then mr. freezes shoulders/

n all compet-tors should roll over/now/gracefully take a bow/before i get outta order/n start slaughter/n make this whole thing go south/like theres a bomb on me right now/

the ole heads let me in the circle n the beat drop/i start bobbin my head like a track from pete rock/a few uhhs, and a few mic checks/i look around see the crowd now it like there’s a noose is on my neck/

i can’t breathe, i can’t think i can’t rap/palms sweatin like i, like i, like i, i dont how to act/all them eyes starin they was waitin/bein patient/i got shook turned pale like a patient/said i gotta bounce got to rollin like i was skatin/f-ck!//

[hook]

[verse2]

yesterday was embarrisin/mad heads are harr-ssin/me/saying “he/a choker/now they laughin like the joker/i lay in bed starin at rap posters/what the h-ll am i suppose ta/do/now not even crew think i’m cool/

i grab the bic n composition/wit some beats to listen/to/like f-ck it i’ll skip school/

i start to write its like i don’t even think/as my pen and pad make love between the ink/im at the edge of my own seat/its like im not the author/more like the blade that, commits the slaughter/

music on the speakers now blastin through the house/head explodin wit ideas its like i can’t get’em out/page after page punch after punch/so caught up i ain’t realize jamal came home for lunch/

he asked why i was home so i told what happened/then he explained he once was on his way to makin it rappin/he said bigger then the lyrics, bigger then the chains/ is the amount of khanfidence when a n-gga say his name/

can’t be afraid just smile at the compet-tion/cuz you’re only gonna become greater facin opposition/i said true/he gave me dap n i bounced/sprintin like sonic as i ran out the house//

[hook]

[verse3]

i make it right as the bell rings, the fat lady cue’s up/the cypher lookin like an army fresh wit some crew cuts/the crowd see’s me n makes sounds like they chokin/i pushed my way through and split the cypher open/

i said can i kick it? on some tribe called quest sh-t?/the crowd said what?/i paused for a moment n then flipped it from the gut//

[beat stops freestyle starts]

yo my sh-t’s immaculate/now watch me tackle it/put beats to sleep like 15 xanax’s/

above aver-age/you can quote me for all the damages/i roll wit savages/point a mic out we’ll mangle it/

sh-t is real/you’ll never get on top of this/superman inside of my metropolis/its like a gun pointed at the world n-gga, im takin hostages/ n destroyin all sucker mc’s i got a problem wit/

its showtime but no apollo/it’d suck to play before me or to have to follow/ima bit of a pill to swallow/a lotta truth/gets lost in the booth/rappers turn to actors n fans skulls turn hollow/

any rapper thinkin he can demolish/im too polished/being jamaican ain’t the only thing i got in common wit christopher wallace/so waah gwan p-ssy?/ya nah waan push me/i’ll remind you you’re a rookie/and if your sk!lls had height, it’d be shorter then snooki/

see i’mma word murderin/surgeon/servin that fish scale/that ashley tisdale/but you your sh-ts stale/i spit hail/

if you appreciate me then salute my momma/im not cookin like lil b dog i’m more like bennihana’s/

i stay f-cked up, like bender in futurama/smokin boges as i lay back sittin in a recliner/but

wack mc’s p-ss the mic/let me make you p-ss out/n show you what this craft bout/i’m a f-ckin allstar/(hashtag) smash mouth/

/i be sh-ttin like i got chrones/dont tote chrome/but the bars is like a bullet to a knee cap/believe dattttt/
i see that/

ya lifes unfortunate/ya wins to losses is disproportionate/the good die young so i should hit the red b-tton n abort this sh-t/you be forcin it/i’ll take ya girl n twist her up like a contortionist/don’t make me get serious right now im just doin this for sport n sh-t/

n-gga thought he was master so i took his whip n flossed wit it/is that revolution or grand theft auto/like nas i switched my motto/i need that buck to hit the lotto/some lean on religion i just put my faith in a bottle/

rhymin as i guzzle tons of alcohol/leave mcs dead on the beat n-gga, ghost protocol//and i’m out…….[crowd roars in applause beat comes back in]

- khanfidence lyrics

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