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roman365 - 365 cypher lyrics

[intro: roman365]

shoutout to crypt for making this sh-t possible
he’s the reason i’m able to recruit some of these cats

[verse 1: roman365]

i recruited some of my bros to get up on a cypher
cause this music is in my soul, it’s what i live my life for
sell my singles so you buy them, just hope you banging my jams
replay em like sky cam, who’s underrated? i am
it’s undebatable, h-ll yeah, f-cking right hyfr
until i’m paid in full just like mekhi phifer
for everything that i did, yeah, real g’s move in silence
take are of my wife and my kids, and please remove the violence
you try to call my -ss a sucka, like what you got a wife for?
you nosey motherf-cker, she the only one i’ll die for
and if i were to die first, she’ll roll around in my he-rs-
by my side, down to ride, crying til her side hurts
giving all of my verses to all the diverse-
people in my family and hug whoever cries first
tissue in her whit epurse, just in case her eyes burst
that’s what i got a wife for, and if you think you rap better:
get off your high horse
i don’t give a d-mn, just please listen to my words
it’s perfect timing, like escaping from a viper
cause i been rhyming since a baby up in diapers- eating gerber
drinking enfamil
this beat, we murdered, i’m thinking it is k!lled
we put the barrel to it’s mouth and, yeah, i’m from the south
where you know i like to keep it trill

[verse 2: holografic]

h-llo and welcome to your funeral
i count the b-tches i murder in roman numerals
that’s why my last girl my x, it’s on to the next
navigating through this rap game, it’s a crucible
we bringing fire to the this world like we prometheus
illuminating minds, even the blind is seeing this
we moving mountains with the music but ain’t even peaking
ya’ll at the base too afraid to face it, now that’s weakness
can’t be afraid to fall if you gon’ make the climb
it’s hard to rise up and ascend when you fear decline
turn up and move on, turn down and turn around
surround yourself with these sounds and soak em until you drown
let’s switch it up
trying to figure out which one of these b-tches imma be hitting up
like a pop fly when i walk by, they probably think that i’m popeye
the way that i spit it
right after i take a bite of spinach
that sh-t nasty and i ain’t with it
i must be the boy who lived, the way that i’m sn-tching up snitches
and this ain’t quidditch so leave them b-tches with eight st-tches
ain’t no way that we ain’t winning
if we were laying in graves with “f-ck you” all engraved on our motherf-cking name plates:
they’d still dig us
chill, holo, you ill
you need a pill
klonopin still couldn’t knock me out
i’m rocky, that’s why i’m all about ringing that bell
if you talk about me trying to say that i’ll fail
won’t give you a viking burial when i k!ll your sails

[verse 3: fiction]

tell me homie, what’s happening?
thought out the miles that i’m travelling
to get this verse, was it worth it?
i don’t know, but you deserve it
is you from earth or another place out from outer sp-ce seeing new faces?
f-ck this, this your new house
don’t know how to live? imma teach you how
i wanna spit some unique sh-t, trynna get out of my feelings
trust me, i’m not even speaking and i wanna rap it out loud but i can’t, but it’s sick
people are telling me what they think about me and i act like i don’t give a sh-t
but it isn’t really true, actually i really do
are you writing now? cause i’m feeling ghosts
the first attempt’s where i k!ll it most
you f-ckers better stay steady
we got pocket knives and machetes
we’re armed now, is it a shock?
9s’ swords, murder weapons and glocks
lines, herb pills, needles and rocks
they k!ll people, they admit it
they murder people by the minute
man, they’re tough and i f-cking hate it
dangerous and intimidating
my poetry is evaporating
knowing me, it’s not in the matrix
it’s real sh-t, i’m disintegrating
but f-ck it, i said “first one i’m k!lling it”
but this is my second attempt, well d-mn
everyone knows this sucks
f-ck this, i guess imma just give up
real sh-t is breaking away
the bars that they’ve taken away
i don’t really have no hope for tomorrow because it’s the same every day
i don’t even try talk cause they cut me when i got something to say
f-ck this, f-ck the light in h-ll
shut my mouth, yeah, i might as well
the bars and the beat what i’m harming em for
i’m not gonna try to talk anymore

[verse 4: resonate]

i’m skipping on dissonance ripping into any system, you giving in
in a sense, everyone innocent til proven guilty or put to rest
gifted persistence so wickedness h-ts and deflects, we get rid of it
pharmacist targetting artists and part of him narcissist guarded
and arguably, i’m a beast but i’m nice, so enticing and genuine
sentences celebrate celibate living since penning my delicate nature to paper so savour my elegance
and relevance simply relative given my fam be my fandom
elephants chill in the room, so -ssume it’s a zoo with a kid throwing the tantrums
digging for answers, spt-ting the cancer
sick of the caspers ghosting you actors
clouded -ss-ssin, dead and no p-ssion
sever the wackness, better with practice
finding some traction, sharp as a cactus
reading reactions far off the axis
i’m dealing with the ups and downs, pogo
fire so we roll around, yoyo
chilling with no one ’round, alone
ceiling that won’t hold us down, no, no
present when i bless the mic, ho, ho
breed that you ain’t never seen, dodo
we about to live the dream, yolo
this is not a comedy, no joke
dealing with my energy, loco
artistry a part of me, solo

[verse 5: wn]

trying to get up on the crypt cypher
got some texas boys gathered like 25 lighters
pain and desire, have to show them through they writing
carpal tunnel from the notepad they was vibing
just sitting working, trying to make this lightning strike then
what’s it worth? dying? if it is, imma go out trying
it’s ot all black and white colour outside the lines
crush the box they desinging, they can keep it cause: that ain’t mine
just not my frame of mind, but how sane am i?
grinding against this game of life, will i win or just pain i find?
guess i’m gonna have to stay and grind
until i get it or fade in time
clocks ticking, better make it mine
see it in my eyes
it’s not something that i want, it’s something that i need
yah, i really need
work, write, rap and read
that’s really me, make a better me
better lyrics and better beats
working on crafting a better human being
that’s what i need and that’s what i need to see, just you and me
all of us do it together, weight of the world a feather
shooters still sitting in leather, my homies i lost, i will remember
forget you, trust me, i would never
sometimes i lose my own temper
emotions all jumbled together, stir it up just like a blender
leaving this earth to the heavens, but after my words last forever
so let’s make something that last forever, and ever

[verse 6: dk]

going home, there ain’t a better feeling than that
except when i express how i feel on a track
it’s just the vibe i be getting, how alive i be feeling
how i ride on the beat when i rap
and i ain’t got a home anymore
home is just the place where i’m at
and at the time of writing this, my uncle just died
so my mind’s a bit lost, but in fact-
you’re here today and gone the next
see my name and show respect, nothing less
every day another test, i’m a f-cking mess
but others have it worse, they come to me all stressed
so i guess i gotta be what i never thought i’d be
a role model, something i thought i’d never see
i’m glad i stopped smoking weed, i’m glad i never drink
i’m proud of who i am, so what the f-ck you think?
every single time i dreamt of being big
and written lyrics as a kid, it finally started paying off
i don’t care if i just spend another year making music, getting aired, but i’m never ever laying off
cause i gotta make something of myself, just so i can show everyone i can
if you’re down and got no one by your side, come to me and i’ll give you a hand
motherf-cker, what’s up

[verse 7: we skeem]

my computer talks to me through voices of another
all these strangers i don’t know, but they would all call me their brother
i’m not used to this thing they call ‘acceptance’
a nuisance glued to this idea of a cycle of repentance
and now they busting down my garrisons with their comparisons
do i sound like icp, yelawolf, or that guy from twenty one pilots?
and it started a riot when that sweet girl called me eminem
it’s not embarr-ssing to be mentioned with the gems
but i swear to them, i’m different medicine
the people on this cypher know we can’t just cruise
slam the gas til none can p-ss, and never hit the snooze
got nothing to prove but everything to lose
and that’s exactly what i meant to say, don’t call me confused
i take my ask off when i put this mask on
and anyone who scoffs can go ahead and begone
i’m a voice for all the weirdos, all the down and dejected
i’ve got no choice but to free those who play the clown when rejected
and maybe you don’t understand everything we planning, and-
people saying “grow up, man”, you can call me peter pan
i’ll be here in neverland, while you rot in your never-land
all as planned, everyone is gonna see how we expand
hit em with the sickest flow
flow til everybody needs this iv, bro
independent vision, see
we got a mission to wean them off dependency though
so now we need to hit em with the rhythm that’ll make them replay flows
so, go ahead and take a little time to decode these rhymes and speak your mind, you’re not a mime

[verse 8: h-town daze]

ya’ll already know imma be making mine
see me moving slow, i’m just taking time
cause i been cold since the age of nine
and i’m still writing flows while i drank n pine
the only thing on my mind is to stay on my grind
get paid from these rhymes, not slanging them dimes
been patiently waiting for the day that i’ll shine
but i guess i’ll keep taking each day at time
and keep on rapping, keep on stacking and just doing me
i don’t want one for my son, i wnat like two or three
and that goes from his clothes to his jewelery
i want him to be like “ain’t n-body throwd and looking cool as me”
cause that’s how it’s supposed to be, ain’t too many close to me
when most these rappers flow on beats, it’ll make yo’ -ss just go to sleep
but play a song that you know is me, and i bet you put it on repeat
probably make you blow a sweet, roam the streets and slowly creep
cause i’m just trynna be making some good sh-t
some hood sh-t, you would spit but couldn’t
all my exes live in texas and they looking
well, ya’ll can find me shining and blinding you, see these diamond cuts?
but regardless, i’m a artist and imma still be out here grinding cause
some of the ones that go the hardest with the pictures they paint
don’t deserve to be called an artist cause them pictures is traced
and to me, that sh-t is garbage if you living in fiction and fake
don’t turn into a target, i’ll load my clips and i aim
but i’m just sitting wide, getting high
thinking bout the ones who are gonna die
living throwd, spitting lows
getting dough from these songs i write
i’m on my grind, that’s all the time
can’t n-body use the words and verbs that i rhyme
it’s my turn to shine
can’t n-body ever write a verse like mine, like mine

[verse 9: the nomadic spittin’ sax]

every day of the year, we ride
sw-nging side to side, playing “ride or die”
feeling fly, feeling fresh
southern texas, i’m blessed
to progress in my talents but i gotta find balance
struggling to rhyme, now it’s difficult to find ballads
all up in my mind, talents going back in time
happens when you have no life, but i got a mic
and i wanna write, flowing really tight
holding on my with my talons, now i’m taking flight, falcon
taking in the sights scanning, go in for a zoom pan in
plan somebody’s doom phantom, sure to haunt me soon, fandom
should be coming too random, pause
i got the sauce, you know i’m a boss
and you’ll get laid off if you try and cross-
me, don’t even cross my path while i am walking
if you happen to spot me, best turn back and take off, see
i attack and stay on beat, sync this kick to your face
with the kick and the b-ss, b-tch, you’re a disgrace
i’ll leave you battered and dazed, dream shattered-
no way you’ll ever battle your way outta this pounding
my flow’s a fountain that’ll drown you in all day
who am i speaking to anyway? people that bleed the beat dry and say
things on repeat, don’t even try and slay
they just competing to not be a fleeting obnoxious meme view count mystery
youtube counts 900 million idiots giving this little sh-t lil pump little bit too many lincolns
for not even thinking, letting the b-ss do the speaking
the human race should be ashamed that we give advertis-m-nts fame
same time calling talent lame, but we laught it off in pain

[verse 10: eddie ace]

coming up from the seafloor
it’s not that i forgot about you, girl
it’s just that i worry about beats more
these dudes chase women like p-ssy the only resource
pain history regret that sh-t, all of my teachers
time taught me: you got talent, then use it
don’t hold back on the music
should’ve listened to maxx cause back then, he f-cking proved it
that sh-t got me looking stupid but that’s just the nature of humans
best part of making mistakes is that you can make improvements
i’m done with, like, all the excuses
think the rap games’ polluted, biters lacking the bruises
nah, cause if the shoe fits: wear it out til it’s ruined
i know how it feels to not feel like you’re growing
i know how it feels when you feel just like throwing
you beat yourself up, you’re your biggest opponent
that’s why you getting high in your lowest moments
i just meditate and then center my focus
learn to take time, smell a couple of roses
put your guard up when your characters open
can’t make the same moves like hadoken, hadoken

[verse 11: concscious chad]

you can’t believe
what you see on this d-mn tv
you won’t be televised, you better recognize
for too many years, the puppet master been pulling the wool over our eye
it makes me want to cry, where do we go when we die?
want to wake a n-gg- up, i try
but some of ya’ll dumb, deaf and blind
looking like sheep standing in the butchet line
if we talk too fast, slow it down
and the snake dig holes if a b-tch gonna die
whole car got the knocking out bolted down
moon rocks in my blunt, i done lost my mind
baby girl hit my phone 52 times
“can you plase come back and hit it one more time”
but i’m sorry, i’m grinding
no, i’m trying to get this d-mn dough
and i ain’t giving up my soul
i already got the glow, glow
i don’t give a d-mn about your hollywood, i think it’s highly weird
i’m from texas, homie, only real sh-t
it’s a godd-mn shame, f-cking with the rap game
cause the deals nowadays want blood for the chain
they hated steve, they hated malcolm, they hated martin
they hated barack before he started handing pardons
they hated michael, hated bill, but love jordan
only d-boys with the harden was the only ones who could afford them jordan’s
get a trade, mayn, learn something like a certified welder
master barber, master plumber
i want the deed to the home, before the harley & the hummer
it’s conscious cuz
dripping knowledge on the cypher from the underground, baby

[verse 12: jameso b]

(lyrics not provided)

[verse 13: mistery]

typically i like to stay sp-ced out
let me say this trip is peace, so we can stay baked out
that you would take part in this
char your lips and spark the tips
we watch all the news and wonder why people can’t get along
i wish they would, the world could be a better place if we didn’t hate
the crooks, the fakes, they push for a tasteless buzz
it can’t equate to love between blood
hustle with slugs, muscle is drugs
when the struggle is flux, must it be so unjust to have fun
that you cna’t chill with a smile semi-dumb, am i the drugs?
obviously not but who knows what thing could happen
mazel tov or whatever, i’ll stick to singing and rapping
those in the past tense, throwng like the last cents
when wishing in a fountain, allow mist to split loudness
so even my hands can sift through mountains
of compound sh-t soundcloud kids
i’m an amalgamation like a pile of eight bricks
that i use to break sh-t
you own to make some inane statement
they gonna replace me? no way, they can’t
they’ll get one step closer to my brain that radiates the d-mned
i hate your stance and everything with it
but i’ll make like ants and quintuple the weight limits
your face reminds me of a twisted menace
you’re basically my first few songs
i won’t waste your time too long
what they call eveil really is peaceful
if you just hate me, why not speak truth?
h-llo, i’m someone that wants to be free, too
hollow is me when i can’t see the evil
the people around me have bounties on me
so i’m lethal but drowning because of i can’t be dull
feeling so different inside, i’m needing to be prescribed
i do not want to fit out of place so i will make you ache
i’m so f-cked up, i guess
i will not give in to you or your plans
i decide to live on, no matter my chances
it’s midnight though, i’m walking shattered trance
at best, i p-ssed the test, right?
typically i like to stay sp-ced out

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