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willie he greens - the cypher effect lyrics

[wille he greens]
my venomous spit will have y’all punks feeling like you been soaked in a acid bath
and shit twisted the joint lit it and inhaled it
i’ma sock a hole through your chest just to see me going through you
and see what the vision looks like from the other side
no time for in fatal punchlines once again the style to dive for y’all suckers sipping that maddogg wine
don’t even test it because at the end of time
i’m wasting mine and i’m wasting yours
i’ve spent so many hours on the microphone
choking so many mcs coldblooded out with the microphone chord now i’m ripping your ears so i’m infesting your brain
like a uncut ball of cocaine
i’m slowly decaying your brain, shorting your life day by day
addiction is the key when it comes to this cyphering thing
so many forgotten the ill mind master game like a jester i’m just here to impress the king
so who really wanna stand toe to toe in the ring i’ll lay you out before the finlay ring like a missed call none home to answer your call
so now tell ’em all goodbye goodnight keep your rhymes tight here take my book you might find something you like
think you can use it against me?
silly kid scripts is for adults not kids
score like a touchdown
more disturbing then a upside down clown with ah smile
there wait a min i’ll come back only once in awhile
i was the kid who just walk the mile in school and freestyle with my homie who thought it was cool
drule all over the mic i’m salivating like pussy to a dyk-
i might just turn you out for the night get wild for the night
hold up, wait a minute i had to take a breath
like a baby sucking on the best breast, thinking he’s the best
even when it comes to microphone breeding
i’m a sick sedated man, come at me with a microphone
i’ll slap you down with a powerful fist of pain
don’t even look at me crazy, i’m that high man
i can’t take a breath, i keep going fast and never slow
and now i understand what it meant to freestyle of the top
always come for something heavy more like a piece of desert eagle chrome
i’m deadly and heavy with the waist
so stand back and mind your place before you get slapped across the face with a bat
can and get punched with the right hand break a nose
never understand ’til it’s coming down with the cyphering
because i get too ruthless and i might want to battle you
i might want to take it physically metaphorically
i rip your mind, if you fuck with me ill rip your spine
physically i’m mixing words i’m divine
i put a crack in your spine like i’m breaking open a blunt
so let me see who’s getting the mic and then show me what’s up

[ray gunn]
wait… is it my turn? okay
so i’m popping off, dropping off, i got the shotgun sawed
got pot for songs, and a glock for jaws, shit… i got to pause
so you forgot the clause, and the fat man saw so move back, withdraw
shit i’m snorting through a straw
owned a port before
i’d go as far to say that escobar can’t play let’s party say
so get that shit, like the hashtag on my story ay
i gotta say, man i’ve done a lot today, for god’s a-sake
so i’m forsaken and in the making ’cause i’ve been taking
ketamine, because i’m hella mean when i’m on heroin
so i’ll battle you with a katana i’m bout to batter you
and shatter you, motherfucker you know i’m smashed right through
i’m stoned, i’m the third bird but if you ain’t heard
i ain’t dead, like i said, i’m rockier than asap
motherfucker i take that
you think you the shit but you ain’t that
ray’s bad? how could you possibly say that?
shit i can cypher tonight with nyquil in the night
i might just bite the rhyme, and then ride a bike, through the side of the mic
cause that’s what it’s like with a bad guy that’s tight
like the sight of a knife in the side of a knight
and i’m like the bright one, ’cause i ain’t bat man
i’m a bad man with a gat man
’cause this the cypher effect, and on the mic i am next
you can’t use holy water to ward away the war that wages
let’s make it basic, i really hate to say this but i just love to say shit
’cause i’ve been taking a lot of hate so now i’ve fixed in the thick skin
but my skin’s thin, so since then, i’ve mixed in
with this b-tching, persistent, and big thing
which is rap
i’m back on the mat and i’m back to the pad to m-ssacre men so p-ss on the pen
to next fucking man, to bang on the track
to bag up the pack, and dabble in facts

- willie he greens lyrics

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