all killah-complex: cypher

[Adept]

short lil cypher me and tom did all off the top

hard flows:
nobody is stopping us we slaughter-all//
n ur flow is goin down faster than a water-fall//

all killah:
got evolved with proper draw to a modern drawl,
its nonsense calling any others the hottest dog

hard flows:
50 years when ya see a odd-urn-fall//
expect the room to turn to fog//

all killah:
schemes are viscious seeing visions of dreams thats pixeled,
into a scenic mixture of comedic hints in,
a gleeful insert between darkside of glammer and glitz,
handling a mix of half understandable shit,
and reality so what kid? fuck it get drunk quick
slipping using room as my consciousness's balance beam

all killah:
burning all who worship god, or satan, want to?
count to your death... one two.. now say ten
blantant disrespect as soon as my disc injects
and effects a listener of course respecting kin to the
time line but it ain't a blind find for losers
cause with every rhyme i got my mind eyed for the future

hard flows:
nothing can help-ya-team//
think i felt-a-dream, maybe it was just myself-a-steam//
dropping this cuz i have a coastal-purpose//
the phpbb is to big for the damn postal-service//
when all killah rhymes most-yall-nervous//
then when you on fb and post-yall-worthless//
think ya need therapists ta boast-your-surface//
then maybe he can ghost-your-verses//
we killing them all, with some unorganized-rap//
but it will only leave some-organs-in-tact//
and we both drunk on vodca or-morgans-in-fact//
ok captain, chap, we dismantling-pieces//
but ur rhymes are hypothetical and that this-ranting-thesis//

all killah:
man this weak bitch needs to understand and see this
battle shit? get rattled and shackled quick,
torn up quicker then bad test, thinking you bad, test
hit up your rats nest leave this redneck incests head absest,
looking like moby ready to od homie you know me
i stun the fake kids and run with patience,
making sure every punk thats faced is,
greeted with handsome grammer and punctuation
man understand whats essential to be a better mc,
if battle raps the art of war you'd be general lee,
stepping to the possesor of an etch a sketch skeleton,
built from the ground up kinetic energy manifested,
into an developed entity thats revelled the best you see
with essential vetereran breed, feeling fly shit,
its obvious but still realizing what got me there,
got me there?

hard flows:
insurmountable legacy, wonder-where?//
check it dog..I'm i'm behind ur "pants" like underwear//
when i mess up i dont leave a blunder-spare//
a perfect rhymer, vocab and i asunder-despair//
a-runner, who will go for miles with new-styles//
tons to pick from like going through-aisles//
while you think you can touch-us//
what we writing on stays dustless//

all killah:
shit gets hints of battle bars with every vivid glimspe step and feel me cat,
it may be dead but i'm still on the phpbb like british pimp necrophiliacs

all killah:
dust less? better trust it, like dustheads with withdrawl,
the shit ya'll structure, kills me its really lacking substance,
every whack assumption these rapping punk kids spat from lungs gets,
smacked and fucked with actions nothing just ask who wants it

hard flows:
people watch us in the phpbb like a motion-picture//
"lights out" like a broken-fixture//
read all killah's lines its a smoken-scripture//
I'm the spoken-ripper//

hard flows:
bringing it all-ways, blades make ya fall-gays(gaze)//
cuz ur style is bare like hall-ways//

all killah:
with a throat of liquor shit i'm the best,
know that tossing ya spine thru ya mtchell and ness
and really giving you a throw back

hard flows:
you keep dropping bs like mr.seagal//
i'm mr.genius, want to meet mr.evil//
cuz i'm dropping this rhyme with your-fetal//

all killah:
whore believe it and check this shit your lines got me so bored seeing,
'em i could take your verse and build a deck with it

hard flows:
allkillah is a wordplay master in action//
he's going over ur bars like a fucking fraction//

all killah:
fuckers hate it but i'm still drug related if they might catch me,
i'll play meddling but i still stay peddling like a bike taxis

all killah:
true in the clutch moving holla'n at groupies whats up?,
i'm going thru wack mcs candy bars like nougat and nuts

hard flows:
but these fucks have no nuts, no wonder they still-pissed//
way to kill-this, that's a truely skilled-diss//

all killah:
on the real shit, every battle i've entered i won, dudes just face it,
if not they must stay tripping like retards in shoes with laces

hard flows:
look at 16 micz he has eight whole-views//
wait that's what he posted for hip-hop's old-news//

all killah:
its true indeed, oh shit,
at least its still not just you and me posting

[KingJustin]

decent...i likes

[lunathecursedangel]

i had some ok stuff in here, but all killah, had some dope rhymes, and schemes, and the styles were so much different that even when were on the same rhyme, it collided kinda badly. But we havent done many cyphers. I'm sure we could put together a better one.

[leeroi green]

uppin