MSN Cypher
Posted: Thu Jan 25, 2007 3:34 am
Heres A lil Cypher Domino and myslef started it.....
ĐòΜîИØ says:
Till My Coffin-is-Closed im Droppin-These-Flows im Knockin-ur-Door And Sockin-u-More Until u Fall-To-The-Floor
StreetCreepa says:
blood on ya couch now you softer then before doin drop kicks and makin-ya face-torn
i flow so lyrical its not gods sin its a fucking delight mericale
ĐòΜîИØ says:
She Threw a Glass at My Head, Soon To Utilise-The-Bruising ..|| And Scratched My Wrist With a Pen, Now i Look Like a Suicidal-Loser ..||
StreetCreepa says:
Worse then emo kids its like a life line you dial im more-of-a reaper
that climbs in ya room and steals ya nike sneakaz
(Precise joined the convo and started tearin shit up) Lol
Precise says:
i strip kids of there nik- sneakers n a whit-tshirts cause i write-deeper// im a life-seeker, ill put you in darkness so call me the light-keeper
ĐòΜîИØ says:
ill strike-teachers and write-pieces that leave u speachless no1 can stop the domino effect, not even precise-either
StreetCreepa says:
don't prech tha preacher in tha line-of-sight i shred niggaz wit ak's so i dice em up like Tha mix tape *StreetSweepaZ*
Precise says:
word, thats why we keep-heaters// opponents steppin up with shit that just aint right.. like green weiners LMAO// im takin out the team-leaders
ĐòΜîИØ says:
ill Spree Deeper And Stab u With a Meat-Cleaver Beatin Me is as Likely as Precise Meetin-Frieza u Freakin-Pizza, ill Steal-ur-Visa
ĐòΜîИØ says:
Kiss-My-Nuts u Bitch-Ass-Punk ill Slit-Ya-Tongue And Clip-Ya-Lungs When They're Still-in-ur-Chest-Umm...u Have a Dick-in-ur-Rectum... u Fuckin Fag ill Rape-ur-Mom And Take-ur-Son And Play-The-Drums On Paper-Yum
Precise Says:
ill break-yer-lungs, then copy you n take-yer-puns// you get less pussy then hater nuns
StreetCreepa says:
like you said fuck-sakes but its too bad i get tha huns isn't this fun
like jc penny ill see you lata ala gatta gat sptiita tha grapple killa
ĐòΜîИØ says:
ill disturb-the-peace and murk-ur-peeps u chumps-deceased when i slump-ur-teeth in a glove-and-keep the rewards u-broaaaaadd
Precise says:
yer bluffin-cheif, its sumthin-cheep i see thru-fraud// tossed the magic wand n got a new-rod with 2-prods
StreetCreepa says:
im like tuff-to bust a smith-and-weston i tell people im no ordairy-Creep shit im *still poken sheep*
this is no harry potter shit ill the weak frogs back in tha pond i saw the weakness in you-its-tragic
The End
I think we started over sumwhere in there.....Feed
http://illestlyrics.com/board/these-vessels-vt3290.html <--- here sub-bitch, a.k.a. general fag
ĐòΜîИØ says:
Till My Coffin-is-Closed im Droppin-These-Flows im Knockin-ur-Door And Sockin-u-More Until u Fall-To-The-Floor
StreetCreepa says:
blood on ya couch now you softer then before doin drop kicks and makin-ya face-torn
i flow so lyrical its not gods sin its a fucking delight mericale
ĐòΜîИØ says:
She Threw a Glass at My Head, Soon To Utilise-The-Bruising ..|| And Scratched My Wrist With a Pen, Now i Look Like a Suicidal-Loser ..||
StreetCreepa says:
Worse then emo kids its like a life line you dial im more-of-a reaper
that climbs in ya room and steals ya nike sneakaz
(Precise joined the convo and started tearin shit up) Lol
Precise says:
i strip kids of there nik- sneakers n a whit-tshirts cause i write-deeper// im a life-seeker, ill put you in darkness so call me the light-keeper
ĐòΜîИØ says:
ill strike-teachers and write-pieces that leave u speachless no1 can stop the domino effect, not even precise-either
StreetCreepa says:
don't prech tha preacher in tha line-of-sight i shred niggaz wit ak's so i dice em up like Tha mix tape *StreetSweepaZ*
Precise says:
word, thats why we keep-heaters// opponents steppin up with shit that just aint right.. like green weiners LMAO// im takin out the team-leaders
ĐòΜîИØ says:
ill Spree Deeper And Stab u With a Meat-Cleaver Beatin Me is as Likely as Precise Meetin-Frieza u Freakin-Pizza, ill Steal-ur-Visa
ĐòΜîИØ says:
Kiss-My-Nuts u Bitch-Ass-Punk ill Slit-Ya-Tongue And Clip-Ya-Lungs When They're Still-in-ur-Chest-Umm...u Have a Dick-in-ur-Rectum... u Fuckin Fag ill Rape-ur-Mom And Take-ur-Son And Play-The-Drums On Paper-Yum
Precise Says:
ill break-yer-lungs, then copy you n take-yer-puns// you get less pussy then hater nuns
StreetCreepa says:
like you said fuck-sakes but its too bad i get tha huns isn't this fun
like jc penny ill see you lata ala gatta gat sptiita tha grapple killa
ĐòΜîИØ says:
ill disturb-the-peace and murk-ur-peeps u chumps-deceased when i slump-ur-teeth in a glove-and-keep the rewards u-broaaaaadd
Precise says:
yer bluffin-cheif, its sumthin-cheep i see thru-fraud// tossed the magic wand n got a new-rod with 2-prods
StreetCreepa says:
im like tuff-to bust a smith-and-weston i tell people im no ordairy-Creep shit im *still poken sheep*
this is no harry potter shit ill the weak frogs back in tha pond i saw the weakness in you-its-tragic
The End
I think we started over sumwhere in there.....Feed
http://illestlyrics.com/board/these-vessels-vt3290.html <--- here sub-bitch, a.k.a. general fag