Rhyme Cypher

[Bag Mandela]

I'm a keen learner, the way I read worder, obscene perv- I mean street-lurker researcher, they're always glad to give me the bean burger cuz my meats murder, I hired a sheet worker to etch that on steel girder and branded it tramp-stamp style on a sheep herder,
Isosceles earther, I took seat sniffing a degree further, n started a whole new wave of sniffing the seat surfers,
I preach verses while MAPB and methylamine murmurs, cuz societies reaction needs catalysts and precursors,
my plights to upheave churches, I'm dying to steal hearses, It's an uphill battle smokin sarin I'm inclined to feel nervous
all-day breakfasts on clean shirters, I stain chests without preservers, they make bread but they need purpose, we break necks just to feed nurses

next rhyme: Epping Hotel

[Bag Mandela]

Catch me outside an Epping hotel,
Wearing Just Stop Oil merch protesting so well that stocks in Crisp n Dry & Texaco fell,
I'm the type of hot that sweating won't quell,
I came factory fitted with that pheromone smell that make her melons both swell,
I can turn up, outfit messy, no belt, I'm bringin slick back, got her wet look, you bet we both gel,
Gold plated colt, oh heaven oh hell, do so much with the piece I oughtta get a Nobel,
Leave the hangin to the homeless me n that semi don't dwell, Oh yeah, Nice one, totes elling O L

Next Rhyme: Uber Eids

[Virbius]

I bet it goes well, Epping hotel; I’ve bedded many groups and creeds, borderline Chad, like the Sudanese. you only fuck with old white women, Sue/Denise.
Hey if I were you I wouldn’t try to do what I could do if you were me, and if you were me then you’d agree.
Hmm…
Uber Eids… I blew my budget on a bunch of drugs and now I can’t buy food for weeks, so I guess I gotta fast, and suitably it’s due to be some super speed.
I refuse to feed, no lie, so high it supersedes the human needs which you perceive.
A few of these bullets going at-you like my Luger sneezed.
Call the copse, I’ll leave your body buried by a group of trees.
Your plans are dead in the water, best send two police scuba teams.
Remember, John Noir asked for help to pay his student fees;
Bag’s got cash to burn and now he’s up a few degrees.
I grew a key of mutant weed, piff which stinks of puma pee.
Nah my plug asked what time to come, and how many ounces big the zoot should be…
I said “around four twenty, and, I guess, uh, two to three”.
He came at 14:58 with a spliff as huge as me.

Next rhyme: pack of papers

[Ion Metatron]

I Take a pack of Papers when Blazin' & attacking Glaciers
Melting Ice Cold bastids wit Hot blast of Acid Vapors
My reaction's tapered,
interfacing Masons & Faggit rapers
Let them Pace from backs, Then face'em interlacing my Classic Capers
You can ask the mayors,
..of every city and pass'em Layers of cash to track the Player
But they'll never find a mind like mine amass the Fakers
I'm harrassing Gators & sharks, Depart in Blasts & Craters
My Art is part of the charts, Outlasting passive haters
I bring Massive Vaders,
Invasions invading leave Cats just Quaking
like Bull dog attacks, I Latch & react with Shakings

Next Word: Governors