Keystyle Cypher!

[Celph Taut]

The other one was getting a bit long in the tooth, so this is the new one. For the unfamiliar, this is where you drop your unadulterated/unfiltered thoughts for the world to see!


4 line minimum!

[Celph Taut]

Yeah, never stopping. Feel the momentum enlighten the crowd...
Don't even know who you're fighting with, now.
The type to give out ritual asswhoopings, n' not even feel a bit of remorse.
Feel the residual force of power I'm giving your corpse.
Skeleton shape shifting to remnants that can be placed in a fossil collection..
You can say you're the best, but definitely not in this section
Thoughts so perplexing, even the shittiest drops get an honorable mention
For shitting on your best drops, especially if you want the attention
Your dire request. Church choir, confess I am the best.
I ain't impressed. If you trying to test, you can die like the rest.
A lion, I'm blessed with the natural instincts of prying your flesh
Jeffery Dahmer. skill meticulous with some fire finesse.
Oh, so noble and admirable that you had to know.
Network. My average is enough to shatter a pro.
Clavicle broke. Wanted to battle, but know I'm no average Joe.
Toxins burn peons to fragments I throw like a javelin pole.
Mastodon - feel the world shaking as a I travel the globe
You're swimming in rapid waters, paddling slow trying to handle your boat.
Hand to your throat, squeezing the life out of you - do it!
Already rocked the show, so, I don't have to prove it.
Lucid dreamer. Feel the movements, like a true believer.
Music deep, every instrument in the cue bringing you to your keeper.
Melody jumps off of the page and into the rhythm.
Bring you back to reality, I'm quicker to hit 'em
Fold 'em with one punch - you'll think you're reading a Shonen Jump.
loaded pump. Cops think it's clear until they're shown the trunk.
"Phew! What's that smell, boy?"... Oh, I think I ran over a skunk.
"Well, get that taillight fixed." Yes. They already know it is luck.

[Celph Taut]

Cold, but you know it. What's up with the energy you got, patna.
Locking horns, that tough talk will fly, but not on forums.
You got your warning.
Talk is boring, know that Taut is more than dropping for this.
Pop enormous, bodies hanging in meat locker storage.
Yeah, unfamiliar in these parks - you're a walking tourist
Catch a fucking hook to the head; this thread's like a popular chorus
You not go'n ignore this, you ready to die.
Verse, or these hands, bitch - you better decide.
Cypher Alumni is the squad that I rep on your fraudulent set.
Pedestal looking lovely for the finish, if y'all wanna step.
I called to collect. These deep waters, so acknowledge the depth.
Hold masses, these cold classics give out funerals to bodies of text...
Yeah, nice to meet ya. The type of feature
to get you hype and make you wanna fight your teacher
In the middle of class, I'll belittle that ass.
After school, you ain't getting a pass.
Luscious Lyon's son; they said you was trash!
And guess what? Didn't take much convincing to believe it.
Throw up your set n' lose your guts - I don't care who's bulimic.
The Truman genius - really gotta follow the show
Or acknowledge the flow, I'm brolic, but know your baby mama
will swallow this load, all in a row.
She tilts her head back and shoots it all from her nose
Coughing, n' goes to the washroom with rolls of paper to get it off of her clothes
You call 'er up like, "Wyd beau"
She like, "Oh u know, out running errands"... pfft, fucking right... she out here, sucking pipe.
Got my hustle right, fuck your life if you see my grammar
Play your cards right or end up worse than Feech La Manna.
Peep the plan, I keep the cypher alive when I'm writing, a sign
of a titan. Your mind is enlightened. But inside you deny you are frightened.
Kind of exciting, I keep it real with the lines I am reciting
Fast hands, even when my guard is down - Iron Mike Tyson!

[Celph Taut]

I guess this will be mine.
All I'll do is fill it up with the most simple of lines...
While I'm watching the world 'trickle' in time...
Ride the wave? Where's the surfboard at?
Fork in the road... food for thought, but there's much more than a portion, to go.
In reality? Enough demons have tortured my soul
You're tapping your heels, but, I don't think that's enough of a force, to get home.
Ball player. Call the mayor.
Transparent, y'all saw the layer.
But the speed is slow in your vehicle - that's 'throttled' data.
The God omega, I'm back.
I hope you got a prayer.
Old testament style - y'all started repenting when y'all saw the savior.
Nah, there's much more insight to be seen.
The dark taverns bring back the mirrors, reflecting light in your dreams...
As I'm writing the schemes, images of death start lurking...
Thirstin Howl... I said the God of this shit, so, it hurts to bow.
Conversely, I'm fucking this shit, raw. So, it hurts the 'bowels'...
It's personal (person-now-'l). Words are quickly bringing the curtains, down.
Ugh, and you don't know the half of it.
Out of my mind - make sure the mental jacket fit.
Attached to it.. not even professors are with the acumen.
And if you didn't get it before? Well, you can ask again.
Ruthless, though. Truth is, you should know.
Not like I'm hiding the shit. The site is comprised of why I am the shit.
And it has nothing to do with the fact I've been chewing you cats.
Nah, there's much more than that.
A lot more in store for this board, to track.
I got this forum tapped, milking potential.
Put it against your face with pressure, just so you can feel the credentials.
The skill with this pencil is too natural. Man, you GOTTA hate it!
Shit, I would hate it, too.
You're the outlier, so, none of this relates to you.
And even if it did? I doubt you would get it.
Talking bullshit, online. Sounding pathetic.
And now that I've said it you're pondering the aftermath.
You should be thinking Drake cause, this shit's going Back 2 Back.
Asian massage. Your little bibles aren't enough to play with the gods.
I'm only here, simply, to display your facade.
I'm saying, it's off. DO SOMETHING.
Get clocked, it's like 2' something. Old stereotyping ass.
"Officer, I dindu nuffin!"
Out at your crib, with the cannon, I don't care who's busting.
Home Depot with it, you know I'm cool with the tools, cousin.
Yeah, keep your hands to your side.
I got keys - this is the Janitor's pride.
It's regulating season, now. The Rock in this bitch, like shit, you don't see the brow?
So hot in this motherfucker, ya need a towel.
Even now, I've been ready.
Deadlier as ever, and yet... when the pen's in effect they're just realizing, now, I'm a menacing threat.
I send it direct where ya live. Committed homicide on the records I did.
In other words, you're not gonna get where you is.
Punishing you for shit you did, preemptively.
Top of the food chain, it will take some bodies before you get to me.

[Drakilla]

Yeah,

The bars paint pictures of horrors, these scriptures are forward...
Treat the rappers like my rotten children, go sit in the corner...
I punch kids, and give them a mean pop like an abusive father...
Spit it with flow like a fountain of lucid water, you should honour...
These tactical skills are mine to play with, such a masterful will...
The ratchets spill...your capsule pill, Dr.Ak, my practice is ILL..
But I’m faster to kill than any disease, come capture ya fill...
With a sickle, my first pickle be you, like that was the dill...
You might exercise your work as one of the best to weaponize a verse..
But Around my wretched vibes, you should be petrified to lurk..
You’ll get beaten near death and left alive to hurt...
I specialize in curses and all the other decrepit sides of church...

[Celph Taut]

Rhymes dispersed, with little to no effort. I go get it,
while they where watching the throne...
Me, I'd rather watch where they're going.
GPS logged on, so they don't get lost in the moment...
Verses made for the ring, so it's nothing to toss an opponent, aside.
I know their disguise; they're not fooling me.
Came off of a "Saturday Night" run - word to Schooly D.
Who we be, is no concern to 'em bottom lurkers, thinking
they're the next to be on... arrested development: susceptible pawns.
Resting upon the mosaic arch, relaxed even...
These cats needing to get their papers together, headers like tax season.
On wax, we in a different ball game... Lebron James precision...
Off the head, like a brain incision...
20/20, my framework isn't exactly what they envisioned, but they HAVE to get the protocol.
I paid the tows, and all. I watched the roads they follow...
And work, until there's no tomorrow.
The doors, I break through... well, 'bout time. I make due.
Reached the pinnacle - I got a great view.
Synchronized down to a science, they take two takes to the directors chair.
They say the respect is rare.
But my head is above water - time that I get this air.
I had a hard life, there were times I didn't get to share.
Single mother and 4 kids... morbid, my father wasn't worth shit...
He dipped out... I'm here for my son.
I'll fight tooth and nail until the truth prevails..
Truth is, these dudes about 2 on the ruthless scale...
Food for thought? Their food is stale.
Train of thought... you could choose your rail.
The floodgates will give 'em a good view of Wales.
AND THEN SOME. Me and this pen, don't need any friends.
We Bonnie & Clyde.
Arm robbery, ride shot gun... get it? popped trunk, with a body inside.
Elephant in the room... it probably just died.
Popped trunk, elephant? Uh. Not even trying.
"Man, you gotta be lying". I shit you, not. Pick a spot,
whether they're a fan of Heavy Metal, or not, they're still gonna lick a' shot.
Either way! Misery loves company, but...
she ain't with me, today.
She said needed her breathing space.

[Celph Taut]

They won't be happy until we're replaced...
Fuck that, I keep driving, better believe I don't have any vehicle breaks.
It's the talent they need to embrace.
I'm back on my bull', swinging the axis, your lull
has no effect on me, so expect to receive this package, in full.
And you won't need to sign for it.
I was already there on the top, ain't need to climb for it.
The original template, I was designed for it.
Rhymes legit stick to the page. The front-runner. Stanley Kubrick.
- with meticulous rage, I grip this pen.
You don't know how the lions eat, till you're in the den.
And see their grins, and then you got your perspective cut.
Put pedal to the metal, once the pressure's up.
Steadily building my momentum, what. I'm flexing, like super sets, enough
reps to pull a motherfucking PR stunt.
Y'all are weeds, I mean, we are 'blunt'. Catch me rolling if you want this 'smoke'.
Get burned, faster than a fucking marijuana tote.
You cats are comical, the shit's phenomenal, homie.
You don't want those problems, though. Fall back.
With all that shit you've been kicking.
Shit's ridiculous, pimping. My thoughts are cerebral - this is critical thinking, 101.
Watch your foundation come undone, with one utterance. I done punish it.
Cesarean - you can't stomach it.
I run with this forum on my back, but at my core? I am relaxed, chilling.
Got the 'lax feeling. I'm not the cat for your past dealings.
I'm the gambit, wear my heart on my sleeve.
Before you catch your second wind, though? I will make it harder to breathe,
through the panel frame. My greatness is something I can't explain.
It's enough to drive a man, insane.
Damn it, mane. I rose from the ashes; feel the volcanic reign.
The power is regal... and magnificent...
I don't know how you get down with your people, but I'm regulating.
I'm on point, something like the head of Satan.
Legislating the movement, and closing up shop.
They simply can't match the flow that I got, it's diabolical. So, they just watch.
It's fucking uncanny, but the moment is lost.
They know I'm a boss, they're catching both of these balls, and the shaft, like a throw in Lacrosse.
But fuck all that, you want see the chill vibes.
This is my movie, but the hero still dies... that's important to note.
Rode the tides, from the waters I was forced to approach
Nothing but a corpse, in a boat, coursing through the seas, tripping.
I keep these keys kicking... I make 'em listen
to the scythe, dragging across the floor... parental advisory, it's a lot of gore.
They couldn't take what they had, already - I'm dropping more.
I take it the ends of the earth... they only way you can stop it? Is if I put this pen in reverse. '
Feel the momentum, I think the pendulum's cursed.
My mind is methodical, by default. So let's keep it a buck.
This shit was on the cutting room floor, but I figured...
The more it's unfiltered, the more you are triggered. I like it.
Shit, it's basically the motivation I write with.
I didn't get to where I am by being polite, bitch...
You either rocking with me or not, you get it? And I don't stop,
until the cartridge, is empty.
All of my enemies are marked, if they tempt me.
I wear my heart on my sleeve, which means
it's no longer beating, inside my chest. Which basically means, you can die if you try and test.
You wonder why I'm 'vexed? Cause nothing's for real.
Got me uncomfortable - a bunch of grumpy old motherfuckers, bro.
Still bumping their gums about their legacy.
But I won't let it get to me. They told me, "Just let it be".

[Celph Taut]

Phonetically spell these words out, so you can see it, in sequence.
You may not be a religious man, but, you need to believe this...
Evil uniqueness. The words fly off of the page.
You're walking, ablaze... looking awkward - don't get lost in the maze...
My thoughts are enraged, volcanic. Turn you to molten ash.
You're gonna crash... fill the road with gas, n' then I throw the match.
You know it's facts - the paradox that you prayed upon.
Waiting on these pussies, so I can put 'em where they belong.
Ain't no problem - super decisive, when my skill's in question...
Food for thought; syllable quenching, to the point I can feel 'em digest it...
But you're still anorexic. My model Aristotle talk.
Molotov cocktail, while you were in class, nodding off.
I was hitting the books, with a majestic jab.
My text vocab leave you out of luck, like a black man, trying to catch a cab.
Best to laugh. Because it's easy to flex the wrath.
Test your path, the impact is enough to tear your chest in half.
I guess this pad's become with instinct.
If you had an inkling, you would know that I'm the kingpin.
So, fuck what you're thinking now.
This is the facts, you need to drink it down.
Your hate is not enough to sink the crown.
I got bodies on my list, don't come the next one.
My evil thoughts are a lot darker than my complexion...
Spitting fury to seize your soul.
Compare my heart to that of freezing cold...
I had it in me since I was 3 years old.

[Soar Kaid]

I'm blowin ya chest like a gym work out ,
pressin the guage to ya abs let the lead dispurse out ,
I'm burnin ya kin to the white meat ,
see me killin ya family , ya close homies life is pricely ,
You add time to the mix , I dip out in seconds ,
with a couple milli's tucked , hot dudes holdin the weapons ,
I hold my tithe's to the lord under my socks ,
God's with me so I pay homage to his angels who watch ,
you talk in the picture , you better get allah in this piece ,
I'll drop you with ease or would you have me draw out the peace?

[Soar Kaid]

I'm layin up jays , fall back along the lines ,
eclipse shots with the gun and bucks flyin behind ,
The heat is sure to arrive while I'm high on marijuana ,
pull the AR out , blast at the cops in Compton California ,
better yet I'm on ya , hittin you every "time" like "clock work" ,
I got the goods , bet you aint got my stock work ,
I feel like I'm on T.V , shockin these fools now I'm famous ,
Goons by my side , quickly they run to the point that they chasin

[Soar Kaid]

I'm walkin in this jungle , high tryin not to bungie ,
I see how you takin shots , tryin to steal the goods from me ,
I got one shorty , one gun in ya face like I kill cat's ,
The problem is I'm "hard" and you get the "iron-y" like "steel mats" ,
I drain out these dudes , my heats on point like jewels ,
countin ya blessin's makes me want to count my cool ,
New era caps no hard hats , on top of the charts ,
wit my chrome strap on me , givin a red dot then shot marks ,
I'll peel out in a acura , the power I feel is over bear'n ,
I do rap like food scapes , butter yall up with out swearin

[Soar Kaid]

This lock smith keeps keys to the safe , I'm poppin latches ,
on point like girls on a target , too good lookin for pagents ,
My hood look goons the goonies , way colder than Alaska ,
breakin into the zone wit guns , I’ll pistol whip you after ,
My breaths colder than winter winds , grappling with diligence ,
moon walkin for these kids like Michael showin his innocence ,
I'm printin my name on the page , the jokes are outta here ,
wrote the game for harlem , the fame helps me persevere ,
I never fall when I tight rope , the scene is heavy ,
and when I speed I soar like a tech nine talon or chevy ,
The dimes are ready for sex , virgins fall out of glory ,
I made clean with that drink , I need to keep a fourty ,
dudes think then their words release , too hard to keep ,
like the mind of a fighter , might of his thoughts so deep ,
Forces go forward and rip reality , past the balance beam ,
Its time to race without precaution so come challenge me

[Soar Kaid]

Guns aspire higher than a soldier could ever achieve ,
cuz the shots bring drama , toppin all his valiency ,
I mold my actions like clay , raps runnin like pottery ,
and I know my flow is too hot for you to stop me ,
Hunting for a mystery is superb , I test the words ,
the gravity of the situation is balancing wet with herbs ,
You vets assured that I'm automatic , strictly for the cause and habit ,
Ready for the fall of the planets , bringin the stars and havoc ,
I'm damaging all prospects , message to the order of all awesomeness ,
All powerful rapper causin militants to brawl in the mist ,
I'll Knock the heat out you , stick and weave till I'm adjusted ,
Pull those thoughts out ya head severely exposing your brain functions

[Soar Kaid]

I work as a word caster , halting the beat masters ,
when you beef with me , I realign bodies with my blaster ,
out side is the war zone , games played in the street ,
get played out faster than goons that thought I was sweet ,
I'll destroy your home , god can't save you cat's ,
cuz I'm a terminator , I'll take you out like you was trash ,
They’re all here , the dudes that think my games a fool ,
so protect ya thoughts with a head vest on our next duel ,
Cat's get schooled in this place , guts are rightfully needed ,
I'm fly as an diamond angel and I'm throned like I'm lord Jesus ,
You'll return to the dust fast , the power of my mind casts ,
the force of a nine flash going to fly past for a quick crash ,
I'm more of a killer gassed , nines focused on the mission ,
and I'm winnin like Jay-Z , on my way to making millions

[Celph Taut]

I take civilians, stab 'em and ditch 'em...
bad with a mission of driving in a cab, with a gun stashed
in the cabinet drawer...
Cats asking me, after 20 years, why you still battling on forums?
I had to ignore 'em...
I mean, rap and recording is what I do. It's what is passing my boredom...
What else what I do, be a financial adviser? Nah.
Don't wanna market, yet. Playboy philanthropist - I could get Tony Stark upset.
The mark of death. My mind is racing, annihilation.
Try and face him.... you'll die, while I am chasing you, in the woods... like I'm Jason.
My vocation is making your fish, fry... who has a penchant for killing pencils, fulfilling mental suspense?
Uh, this guy. It's why... my words never line up, correctly.
It kind of upsets me, but not really. Acid build up, like buying a Pepsi.
Your wife is trying to be sexy, it's not working.
I'm dying, she lets me stick it in her American Pie, while she is riding my jet-ski... uh.
Wait. Back track. Rap facts 101... I want my Axe back.
So I can swing it, yo.
I thinking I must be Lincoln, though. My chains clinking, my ink is low.
I see it blinking, no, it must be the fact that I'm thinking slow.
Ramp it back up to 160, turn you to mince meat.
Fucking CEO of this bitch - I should be in Vince's seat.
Rinse/repeat. What your banking on doesn't interest me.
I'm an entrepreneur. You're cow manure - your sound isn't pure.
"I know it is", But... how are you sure?
I mean, not a hit record to your name. You ain't repping what you claim.
There's a lesson to this game, every question is the same.
I'm guessing it doesn't change, not in the slightest.
Talking, but your words cannot be deciphered...
You're probably hyper, and need some talking down from the ledge...
You know what calms me down? Clowning on heads.
Pull the covers and see a clown in your bed, found in there, dead.
Scary shit. I'm throwing fists if what you say next doesn't agree, like Zo Williams
and Aries Spears... what I carry in here? Clearly, it's fear.
It's what exile would look like to President Chump...
I mean, Trump. Sorry. Honest mistake.
But, I wanna drown him in a bottomless lake. Nah, I could care less about the politics.
I don't follow it. All of you on his dick need to stop it, the nonsense is,
all of it is basically cock gobbling hobbyists... like, if you actually looked through history, shit...
The only reason your mad, is because...
He reminds you so much of a past president, what is his name?
I don't know, I don't even know the governments aim, other than to be covered, in shame.
It's fucking insane. Role models, that none of you claim.
Y'all are just looking for something to blame, up in this game.