Cypher of the Minds pt. 2 feat. HeXECuTiOneR
Posted: Mon Oct 11, 2010 12:42 am
Aight another one done thru AIM... I like how most of these lines came together. Uppin for feed man, Im trying to get this guy to post here. He's dope, would be a solid addition all the way around, so I think a little feed might help with this.
Murk- 3:44 pm
Lets see... phase one... there you go
HeX- 3:50 pm
its Phase one.... you getting blazed son, yall still holding muskets we gripping rayguns....and we point dispurse, lasers that could scortch the earth, mixing metaphores with words, u get stab with swords and skewers if u kick a boring verse.....cause were too advanced...
Murk- 3:53 pm
for these humans, choose ya stance... we confuse ya man, and immediately reduce ya fans, like you were once Randall Cunningham... we taking funds for grams cuz we lovin grands while these bums are stuck in shams... living out of boxes...
HeX- 3:57 pm
yall are the chickens we the foxes, we dipping in yah flocks quick, when im spitting im a prophet, quicker than a rocket, or a missle when you pop it, you snitching to the cops kid...get yah cap peeled,
Murk- 4:01 pm
or hurry and find a blast shild, like insane docs we got those mad skills, in fact still stampeding over these fucsk like Alabama's backfield, leave your girl on her back till she shivers, quivers, quacks, oh and that's squeals... bitch just yellin my name
HeX- 4:07 pm
elegant game, try to comphrehend it and its melting yah brain, you used to have a celebate dame, now we sexing insane, hex is just vain, but im draining yah plasma, raining acid on yah lungs got yah straining from asthma, ill take yah cadaver, and hang it up on stage on the rafters
Murk- 4:11 pm
like we need to campaign, we the crafters, makin more cheese than that crap Kraft does... rollin in dough like bakers, imposed with layers that throw blows at haters and show no love for foes and players, that arent in our league
HeX- 4:15 pm
yah bars are fucking weak, burning up yah grill we charring up yah meat, charming up yah freak, and flaunt her in the streets, take her back to the crib and conquer in the sheets, flawlessly i speak, u a novelty at least, i promise im a beast, you probably the least, cautiously proceed, or be rocking false teeth
Murk- 4:20 pm
cocky yet discreet, honestly ya weak, bombin scripts wit speed, always armed with clips that feed, pistols that remove ya arms and limbs wit ease, you commonly diseased, we're sicker than all bitches in heat, its only fall yall cant wait to see, the cold the winter brings...
HeX- 4:23 pm
i spit the sicker things, so sit and kiss the rings, i thought i told u that pawns down mix with kings, there just no chance, my shit blow up amps, ya shits for slow dance, so fuck yah vocab, this aint a spelling bee, you well unarmed but undevloped like a baby centipede, you aint offending me, the homie murk causeing crazy felonies,you just trying to be-rad like jaimie kennedy
Murk- 3:44 pm
Lets see... phase one... there you go
HeX- 3:50 pm
its Phase one.... you getting blazed son, yall still holding muskets we gripping rayguns....and we point dispurse, lasers that could scortch the earth, mixing metaphores with words, u get stab with swords and skewers if u kick a boring verse.....cause were too advanced...
Murk- 3:53 pm
for these humans, choose ya stance... we confuse ya man, and immediately reduce ya fans, like you were once Randall Cunningham... we taking funds for grams cuz we lovin grands while these bums are stuck in shams... living out of boxes...
HeX- 3:57 pm
yall are the chickens we the foxes, we dipping in yah flocks quick, when im spitting im a prophet, quicker than a rocket, or a missle when you pop it, you snitching to the cops kid...get yah cap peeled,
Murk- 4:01 pm
or hurry and find a blast shild, like insane docs we got those mad skills, in fact still stampeding over these fucsk like Alabama's backfield, leave your girl on her back till she shivers, quivers, quacks, oh and that's squeals... bitch just yellin my name
HeX- 4:07 pm
elegant game, try to comphrehend it and its melting yah brain, you used to have a celebate dame, now we sexing insane, hex is just vain, but im draining yah plasma, raining acid on yah lungs got yah straining from asthma, ill take yah cadaver, and hang it up on stage on the rafters
Murk- 4:11 pm
like we need to campaign, we the crafters, makin more cheese than that crap Kraft does... rollin in dough like bakers, imposed with layers that throw blows at haters and show no love for foes and players, that arent in our league
HeX- 4:15 pm
yah bars are fucking weak, burning up yah grill we charring up yah meat, charming up yah freak, and flaunt her in the streets, take her back to the crib and conquer in the sheets, flawlessly i speak, u a novelty at least, i promise im a beast, you probably the least, cautiously proceed, or be rocking false teeth
Murk- 4:20 pm
cocky yet discreet, honestly ya weak, bombin scripts wit speed, always armed with clips that feed, pistols that remove ya arms and limbs wit ease, you commonly diseased, we're sicker than all bitches in heat, its only fall yall cant wait to see, the cold the winter brings...
HeX- 4:23 pm
i spit the sicker things, so sit and kiss the rings, i thought i told u that pawns down mix with kings, there just no chance, my shit blow up amps, ya shits for slow dance, so fuck yah vocab, this aint a spelling bee, you well unarmed but undevloped like a baby centipede, you aint offending me, the homie murk causeing crazy felonies,you just trying to be-rad like jaimie kennedy