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Text Cypher
Length: 32 Lines each

"letter to a famous rapper"



mc porky ~God Of Destruction~ Always around	Scientist	Joel FREDDY	argonx	Shadow Freak	futuregoat123

mc porky

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Mr. Lil Wayne
I'm writing to you, you got my middle name
But that's not why I'm writin this
You see I know people won't be likin this
Well I got this thought on my mind
It's the reason I'm writin these lines
Why you rappin like these girls are property
This ain't no board game no monopoly
They need treated properly
I know people like your sound
your content is the reason I turn the stereo down
I heard a song by kj-52 
it was to slim now I'm writin to you
But there's no reason to fight with you
For several years I only had hate for you
now each night I drop to my knees and pray for you
If it wasn't for kj it wouldn't be like that
sex drugs and money how can you write like that
I'm not telling you to change not tryin to make you guilty
I wonder if you're missing God's love there's a possibility 
You haven't surrendered yet now you're suffering
Now please don't go I need you to hear this
I want to help
I see your pain and suffering, and well i care cuz
Rap is like marriage there's a commitment 
So where's the commitment to your fans
When all else fails the truth is what stands
Now mr. Wayne my name is not Stan
You can call me sledge 
When we rap it's like we signed a pledge
So where's the pledge to your fans
When all else fails the truth is what stands

Scientist

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Dear Kanye West,
I know you have a fucked up head,
And often you claim that you just saw red,
Finding reasons for all those silly things you said,
And I know it sounds harsh, I just wish that you were dead,
Yes, maybe a little bit extreme alas this is my view,
But I just tried to imagine life being you,
It was hard, you're black and I'm white, true,
But I thought a lot about the amazing stuff I'd do,
If I had the financial resources of you, but,
Remember at the 2006 MTV Music Awards when,
You didn't win Best Video but got on the stage and then,
Proceeded to try to claim the award? Zero out of ten,
For your poor judgement skills Mr West,

Remember when you said
"I'm like a tree, I free'd the branches of the people"
I'll be honest, I don't think you're evil,
Okay I'll forget that you attacked a child,
Or endorsed sweat shops, the fact your vile,
Music so wet I call it the Nile, The fact your stupid face,
Makes me want to chew and taste my own pubic waste,
Rather than look at your smug facial features,
When your music plays I always smash up the speakers,
Jesus Kanye. Look what you have done to me,
You reinforce the negative stereotype of your country,
Negatively reflect the rap game as a whole,
If I was the Devil even I wouldn't eat your soul,
So for the sake of humanity, forget your abstract reality,
Just go back to your family and indulge in bestiality, 
And I know you're going to be mad,
But chill son, this is your dad.

Joel FREDDY

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This here's an open letter to all these dudes who influenced a young me
Kanye West, eminem, WeST SIDE, WU TANG and Jay Z
Mad respect for your talent but dont' you recognize who it came from
You rap about the money and the power like its you it came from
you rhyme about women being raped and murdered, boy repent it could be your last hour
It sickens me how i used to look up to the likes of you
I was just a kid with my pants saggin and my head phones blarin 
You told me money and women and power and blunts was livin
I found out the hard way the stuff you rap about leads to death
but man I'm blessed, blessed to know the truth and it's set me free
i may never sell albums I may never sell out arenas in New York Boston or Phoenix
the world's a cold place, Why you promoting the hate? why you telling girls to twerk and get laid?
You sell out for the money and the honey when you got a wife at home 
hope you realize when your six feet and dirty that your gifts were not your own
turn to God and live for his glory, your life's a story, money runs out
Live to please God, don't live for yourself or your material wealth

joel Freddy
take a breather it's cold outside so i crank the heater
kanye on the news talking that he's Yesus
remember Drop out when you said you walked with Jesus
How'd it come to this? Sellout for the money and the prostitutes
Do you know your worth? when you die you'll jus be dirt
but what about your sole, i know you'll never read this but 
maybe my weak rhyemes will influence someone 
check waht you listen to folks, it's not just fun and jokes
 Man running outta lines
i'm a rookie and I'm backspacing like I need a rewind 
HAHA, much love to Hip hop and all the Pops
I write this cause i love the game and i don't care if you love the fame
change your you'll die one day and be shamed 
hOlla out Joel Freddy

argonx

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Dear everyone. Oh dear, everyone run
Everyones done. I'm sick, I promise killing everyones, fun
No really what I meant was I'm killing everyone's fun
I swear I don't know what the fuck I will soon become
Soon to gun, everyones son, everyones mum
Everyones scum, Oh you got money? I don't give a fuck about anyones funds
Make everyone dumb, I swear I just want to cut out everyones tongue
Everyones dumb, lookin up to me like I'm everyones sun
But they shit, where them beetles at cause everyones Dung
Make em all look stupid cause let's face it guys everyones Dunn
Ima be a hermit cause in a moment I swear everyone'll be shunned
"Oh he's strung, cause he's not known by anyone"
I don't give a fuck, your fame and name can't even gobble these nuts
Follow your sluts, bitches just in it for a couple of bucks
You gave a couple of bucks, I gave both middle fingers up
I'm a virgin but in this flow my mind is dirty enough
You biches flirty and huff, rap about big bubble butts
Guess this concept is news to you but everyones sick of your stuff
Well no not everyones finished, You still got some kids that'll listen
Now they stuck in that bullshit lie that you got em to stick with
You fucking nit wits, fippin the script, spittin bullshit
I'm spittin clips, splitten ribs, reload motherfucker and spray up your lids
Spray down your homes, know what fuck it. Spray up your kids.
Then send your ass out the country like you never did exist
I have no limits, my mind's unstoppable once I begin
Walllow in sin, got so much potential but it seems you all is just wasting it
Like "Smoke a blunt, another one, hit the club find a bitch
She straight on my dick and shit, I smoke cigs and she handle more sticks than me like shit
Probably gonna catch VD fuckin round this chick
But pussies worth it, i'll just smoke more weed and shit"
Now where the fuck that idea come from
I'm fire like weed, burn everyones lungs

Shadow Freak

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Dear Drake, I'm writing to address some shit,
I think that trash you spit is fake, you sounding like an Exorcist,
Your music needs a therapist, some betterment, you far from a perfectionist,
You need to exercise a specialist before I choke you with ya necklace.
"Pound Cake"? What the hell is that?
I'll take your cake with a pound from my fist and lay you flat,
You better "Take Care" before "The Motion" of my bat,
Hits you on your nose and spills your blood all over your bath-mat.
It's "Too Much", you're seriously "Doing it Wrong",
You rock that "Wu-Tang Forever" but can't list a single song.
You don't speak "The Language" I'm talking,
You should watch yourself when you're walking,
It's "5 AM in Toronto" and it's getting kinda boring,
So I'll take a "Shot For Me" and have you permanently snoring.
I got "Trust Issues" with your "Headlines" idiot,
You ain't worth all those millions, you lacking in brilliance,
You not affiliated with literate, you considered a miscreant,
You'll soon be a recipient of my insidious, you incipient.
I'll "Come Thru" on my "Worst Behaviour",
Kneel and pray to your Lord and Saviour,
I'm about to, cave ya, head in, leave you in hospital bedding.
It's "All Me" on this cypher, I'm killing this Drake dude,
He can try and "Own It" and he'll get split into two,
I'll lock him in "Marvin's Room" with a poisonous brew,
and he can drink it or face The Art of War like Sun Tzu,
Now in all seriousness, I don't mean to be rude,
But it can't be just me who doesn't wanna listen to you, peace.

futuregoat123

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dear dr dre/ 
im hoping that you read this letter
I wanna bring funk back to rap to make the music better
been wrightin lyrics, did the dearest things to make it big
hopefully I will sopt ya face straight at another gig
did hear about deathrow back then/
suge needs a ass whoopin/ 
fucked deathrow up like wcw with their bad bookin/
but lookin forward to mixed beats/ 
together like ionic/ spit supersonic/we and snoop can make another chronic/
niggas be jokin/ when they locin/ shown lemon tits/
because they pussies/ tryna flaunt/ but they aint dope one bit/
I aint from Compton but some cali girls got on my dick/ call me a g/
because I hit the g-spot real quick/ this aint no trick/ its some real shit I had to let you know/ and just like snoop  on doggystyle/ ive neva loved a hoe/ it aint the ninetys but we'll fiind the classics in the vault/ get high to g thang on the track/lets get that chronic caught// cuz weed stuck too me like asphault when I hit me at first/ felt like a genius when it flew me/ so I threw a verse/ hersed every nigga in the building/ my shit causes chills/ aint biggie smalls but shit I drop niggas consider ill// got gills in side me cuz I blow the smoke all through my body/ and like deep cover ill 187 with any shotty/ hotties beside me in my ride/ I keep the panties wet// you kept heads ringin in the past/ but dre don't get upset// ill be ya protégé each day and stay your best success/ seen you turn snoop from crip and em from trip/ ill pass that test/ yes cuz the best to come and best to be will flee at last/ from this ol state of dumbass masses/ straight to aftermath/
the bath to change from a rapper to star will be real nice/ been studying aftermathmatics every single night/ and seen how dope hits can transform eve-ry single dike/ its all connected to the dopeness you spit on the mic/ why cuz the vibe will make em wanna ride and not fall off/ I see a bitch/ ill get her quick/ then I will break her off// the crew is true when people do it with the biggest ballot// of folks behind em/ not unwinding with the biggest faggot/ it play it straight/ and never pay to lay/ I do her free/ cuz hoes to me are like the money they all sweet like honey/ its funny jus how I said it/ but hear it cuz its true/
and I wont sweat it/ cuz ya dre /you know u do it too/ 
but any way I made this letter/ hope you get it fast
Sincerely, future123
See you at aftermath!

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Cypher started: January 17^th 2014 at 15:16

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mc porky
<~God Of Destruction~ Always around>

nice drop guys

Posted on: 2014-01-18 18:29:18

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