Don Cypha - The Cypher lyrics

[Verse 1: Don Cypha] I hope you feel it in your soul These wigity wigity wack backpack rap snapback back cats is k**ing for gold The realer the flow Mama I'm ready to go She kiss my forehead and told me take the world for my own I touch down engrave the pavement with greatness and slay debaters and haters who contemplate who's they favorite I'm him And if I'm not I'll slay him Let the doctors invade him All autopsies evaded Truth is I probably made him The most hated because I spit for the hoop dreamers Youngins with closed cases who basis who fold aces and spades You dealt hands, we played them, now who's meaner? Shoot the scence up then clean up to clean up you demeanor, that's freedom Shoot me with the bittersweet The symphonies riveting Feeling it ressurecting my entity, serenity's an enemy so what's peace? To a cold blood s**er you speak, so what's sleep? I curse none to curse you straight to the hurse huh The worst ones be talking they be the first ones Listen close you could learn some Your ignorance is 666 Intelligence is devilish but what I spit that's bliss Westside [Verse 2: Nicky Price] Uhh Uhh WestSide, Uhh Uhh Westside k**ing sh** coming from the Eastside Come and take a tour inside, each mind Its the EM-PI-RE Whats that? Its the, Six-Man-Army Ready to take over the concrete Feeding these b**hes brains like they a couple of zombies But only the dime piece, make a line please Hear this flow? Man ya need to sign me Sorry for the co*kiness, wait I'm nice its obvious So I had to come body this Brought it back to my co*ky sh** Cause ain't nobody topping it, dropping it, blocking us Cause we, Empire b**h, better acknowledge It Taking, over the game, one lane, a mind at a time Take a minute and soak, inside these rhymes Cause half of the sh** you speaking don't be making sense in my mind But my sh**? Be catching you blind, also mindless, making you rhymless Claim you the best but nobody buying it Man I'm sick and tired of these lying b**hes [Verse 3: Canvas] Lets take a ride through the streets I'll show you how to survive Open your eyes Observe what's outside Many have died on the grounds I walked on So hold on to your pride Militant mind about to blow, just give me some time Raised where action figures Moved on to busting triggers Bullets hit ya, and all that's left is a picture, around the neck of ya n***as Yuh family suffers Left with a bullet wound and the tears of ya mother Living under the faces of evil Shook the hands of the devil And said I'm glad to meet you Here's my resume, hope it's lethal I know we ain't equal Life is a movie and I only lived the prequel So pay attention I'll teach you Through the book of Ezekiel This world spills acid Drizzle caskets , snipers in attics Keep a 9 tucked in ya mattress For these ba*tards, huh And stay clever Cause life is only lived once But Empire lives forever, forever [Verse 4: F.L.O] Roll up the ganja and pour the wine Brother listen I been on the grind Man its time to get cheddar to make life a bit better I know life ain't sh** But theres more to mine Before the rhymes Only thought was to make trouble Youda thought when i get on i would stay humble b**h whoda thought that i'd be slaughtering most artist? sh** its hard not to brag but harder to stay subtle Wishing tomorrows worth more than today Still ya hate that im happy And im all in ya face Am I foul let me know Homie call it away All I can say hey Is n***as why Why throw shade when a little n***a shine? Accept the reality its this little n***as time But they rather see another little n***a die Ahhh ahhh I got nothing else man, f** it, Flo! [Verse 5: Chuk Ashton] I'm on new page I will never be the same Cold nights and dark moments I'm the only one to blame All the f**ing cups around me Filled with liquor once again And my heart is in war with my mother f**ing brain Too many nights Not enough days I'm running out of time I got too much sh** to say Demons in my bed I'm the one to pay But it's hard to be the king when the dragon isn't slain My soul is twisted with a mixture of misfit AK clip with my lyrics Now I'm lifting your spirits Would you ever jump in the rabbit hole and give it all you got? But apparently your feedin the soul until the body rot? f** that I'm hot You say you sick but you not Claim you slinging the rock But you ain't burning the pot Claim you was holding the Glock Won't dare to aim for the top Looking down at these haters and the names I forgot Take in my words These lyrics gon cleanse you Praise the Lord on Sundays Expect'em to repent you? Well I'm god But I'm back to k**'em all Empire running sh** Watch these other spitters fall [Verse 6: Regg] Now when it comes to this rap ish Reggie react swift Brothers get flipped backwards if they try to test my gift, huh I go all out and make the girlies stare Make these other rappers fear Cause the flow is rougher than some nappy hair I hold my crew at a distance cause when we in this We spit so hard that our fan base is our dentist Relentless, flows I kick make sober cats feel twisted Listen, even the devil asking how I be sadistic huh I'm bout the wild scene Skullies with my team I hit chicks that don't speak english like Yao Ming We murder rappers and make k**ers retire Your girl say you better than me and word to Simba she lying Got chicks on my couch asking me where the hash at Ma, I don't smoke but I'll air you out like Kat Stacks It don't take long for me to smash that I just say the flow is goldie, she take off her pants a.s.a.p I got the shine like a pot of gold I wanted cars since a snotty nose, So I shoot for Martins like a calico My crew some looters We got the shooters We don't do the dirty deed, we get real goons to do it Someone in your camp snitchen, gon get you retired Your crew crying when they find out that your don got cyphered Chicks debating on masturbating and me and her friend conversatin till we sinnin' sitting with Satan, huh Who flow like Regg? Slid to her crib and got rejected cause my head too big Its kinda crazy how I flow like I already got my future bread I get the shine like MJ, comprende? I just ball ahead