Rhyme Cypher

[Bag Mandela]

Roll up with 3 ho's, season's greetings,
I run with eggs so you know I catch Easter feelings,
Danger wank business, get a speedy beating,
Flawless uppercut help you reach the ceiling,
I keep repeating I keep repeating,
I got these chicks revealing G-strings, oh-my-gosh-ing, jeez-louise-ing,
DMT got me believing there's a deeper meaning than just being beings,
So while these egomaniacs have secret meetings I got sights set on my penis skeeting all over the global web of deceit they're weaving

Next Rhyme: Rigatoni

[Soar Kaid]

deleted. meant to post it some where else.

[Virbius]

Rhyme: Rigatoni

Ey, yo, Soar... my lil’ homie...
Did I mention this is a rhyme cypher thread? consider slowly.
Yeah? fucking genius, someone get the kid a trophy;
Something fit for his theatrics; someone rig a Tony.
You couldn’t rap with any feeling if you spit emojis.
Oh you mad now? you gonna change the colour of your script to show me?
You gonna post back, on the wrong fucking thread, with some shit to goad me?
Ah see, I’ve been studying your system closely...
Mash a random style title with some lyrics it ain’t fit remotely.
I feel bad for your brain cell, sitting lonely in its big adobe.
If you could buy any ride you like, you’d prolly pick a pony.
I score points but it’s over your head, like a midget goalie,
Your vision’s lowly.
RZA quotes me.
Your conscious lines are considered jokey.
Your joke lines are dry as the distant Gobi.
Ey, feel free to completely fucking ignore the point of this thread and post a load of random shit below me.
Honestly. It’s fine.

Next rhyme: enchiladas

[Bag Mandela]

Act a corn get taught 'ere that's an enchilada,
I argue, flirt & have sex with karma,
I'll roll up with a shotty like unfriendly farmers n make a point with the lead like a pencil sharpener,
Fuck ya block up like "youre not that good at Tetris are ya?"
I was meant to go to Togo, but I went to Ghana,
You could get killed with a bar like Jeffrey Dahmer,
For being another 'vegan' in a leather Parker,
Sold my Lamborghini so I could rent a Lada,
My phone dies the second I connect the charger,
I went to the deli in metal armour with a set of llama's after they refused to cook a hard boiled egg masala

Next Rhyme: Highly Corrupt

[Virbius]

Highly corrupt, yeah society’s fucked,
Watch the morals decrease as the piety’s upped.
Kids ain’t give a shit where the virus erupts,
They risk they grandparents’ lives for a pint at the pub,
And I’m wearing a face mask to hide the disgust.
Fuck it.
The one time I ran out of wine in the cup,
I ran up to the cross and drained Christ of his blood.
In Eden I made god design me a slut.
I use a pimp cane for my Heineken strut.
Weed beats beer, nothing’s wiser than bud.
We shoulda all died by now, like the Mayans had sussed.
It’s time we disrupt all that’s highly corrupt,
More weapon designs than we’ve time to construct,
Even weaponised peace as a rivalry struck;
They got gun stores for them, we got libraries for us.
‘Fine, we’ll die if we must. we’ll keep getting killed til their rifles’ll rust.’
Glad we still get to pick which liar to trust.
We tryna fight for a crust, move like mice in a duct,
Bet a transport exec’d get knifed on the bus.

Next rhyme: long debate

[Soar Kaid]

ok you bodied me virb. I meant to post that some where else like the keystyle thread. I'll just delete it. You don't body cat's much - but I'll give it to you this time. :| Anyways that wasn't my best.

Secret Super Naturraall Style (yes, naturraall)

On FOX news they aint on much but a long debate ,
The news casters talk grim about presidents ,
I could strongly relate ,
Long debates about who is going to save us from the felons ,
Take us from the grasps of our enemies and the hellions ,
For real tho ,
I work hard in labor for all of my deniro's ,
My superior flow is in long debate to call me head hancho or hero

next rhyme: high goal

[Virbius]

Hitting vodka bongs while the soccer’s on, I’ve got high goals.
I use Sub Zero’s techniques, to make a pint cold.
I say I wanna die young, but I’m already quite old.
I walk in enclosed spaces wearing my covid mask as a blindfold.
I misheard Wutang as Wotan; now my bling’s made from rheingold.
When I run out of drugs I go round my house sniffing slime moulds.
Word... I set myself high goals...
I synthesise experimental hallucinogenic compounds from Christ’s soul,
And then practise intricate origami with time’s folds.
Lines within lines. I sniff coke in the queue to sign dole.
I either sit on my arse, else I climb poles and dive-roll.
I love religion... I admire the lies told...
Since god ain’t exist, doing nothing must be a divine role,
And if that’s the case, I must be spiritually... quite whole..? right?

Next rhyme: over-analyse

[Soar Kaid]

deleted.

[Bag Mandela]

I think it's impossible to over analyse,
From an open pad of rhymes to social paradigms,
To how many people that caught covid sanatized,
Because we're living in a hellish interwoven paradise,
Am I meant to fight for freedom or supposed to have a life?
My early 20s was just notes n bags n lines,
But more to the point; When I ejaculate it's like throwing Stanley knives,
cuz I've got balls of steel and both are anodised

Next Rhyme: Climax

[Virbius]

Whenever I climax so do the crime stats.
I drop acid tabs as light snacks.
Might smack a polar bear then toss it an ice pack.
I do drive-bys... but I ride yaks...
So police ain’t believe if a witness describes that.
I jump in front of cop cars with a pike strapped,
And use anti-cavalry tactics to fight back.
In deep conversations I only drop wisecracks.
When I write raps it’s just dry facts.
I’ve got an 808 with New Era hi-hats.
I dye my Nikes black but leave white backs, and claim they ain’t trainers they’re fine spats.
I rock that shit with some fly slacks, and go shopping for dinner jackets and buy flaks.
Indecisive, like, I just got some nice crack but I like naps.
I keep naked women in aligned stacks as wine racks.
I lobotomised my own synapse...
#lifehacks.

Next rhyme: picture frame

[Virbius]

Deleted (double post)

[Bag Mandela]

I've got a framed picture of a picture frame,
I write on the toilet droppin nutty stuff, my shits insane,
Give em the finger to indicate when I'm switchin lanes,
I beat a hooker to death with my dick now I don't piss the same,
My conscience been clearer since I gave up fish n game,
When it's on the line it still gets real graphic like a fishing game,
I gave the king of the jungle a bad haircut, he said "that's shitty mayn",
I just hope the lion sleeps tonight, owimoweh

Next Rhyme: Double Post

[Virbius]

The crowd were like “say it again!”... I had to double post.
I rebuttal toasts.
I spit humble boasts.
I think love is gross.
I think drugs are dope.
I dropped the lot, then I upped the dose.
Getting so fucked up it brings buzzards close.
I’d snuff the pope just for the puff of smoke.
I’m hungry as a muzzled GOAT.
I fit my sniper rifles with Hubble scopes.
I’m so into spirits, I’ll even leave a drunken ghost.
Rum and coke? ...up the nose.
I struggle most with my muddled hopes.
Me, myself and I... always juxtaposed.

Next rhyme: portability

[Soar Kaid]

I shake you up with a gun ,
take all of your energy ,
Shoot you like a champagne bottle to your top ,
now thats portability ,
If you want to reply ,
you'll need a bigger weapon ,
Aint no love about this ,
I'm walkin to your grave in a normal session ,
I'm "Royalty" on the "court" like my name was Chris Webber , (b-ball player)
I smiled when I talked ,
it didn't take much to impress ya

next rhyme: gorgeous

[Virbius]

Psst.. did I mention this a rhyme cypher thread? you’re supposed to find rhymes for ‘portability’.
Like, you coulda said that you fought the military, then fit some shit to support the imagery, claimed you’re war’s epitome...
Or even admitted you’re flawed implicitly, since we’re already looking at Soar with sympathy. (Nah you’re cool, this is all performance villainy).
You could even sorta force a little, see..
It’d be fine to rhyme ‘portability’ with, like, ‘sawed a limousine’, or..
Coulda said that you crashed a Porsche in Italy,
Then crashed it again to restore the symmetry.
Coulda said you were only joking... it was a Honda Accord, in Sicily.
Whatever. you could just drop some dumb stuff, treat it sorta simply...
Like... an enormous hit’s as normal as a morning shit to me.
Or you could focus your resources lyrically,
And turn your mind to the mortal mysteries...
Like... I tried foresight, all I saw was history,
So I tried introspection and saw infinity.

Next rhyme: gorgeous