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"Lyrical Languages PT4 (Lyrical Luminosity)"



LORD SKY CONSUME THEM IN WRATH	Uniplural	M4RK5DRUMM3R	Kant	Profite DOLLA RIDAS	SiMiLaC	Chef Goldblum	Jay_Nice	BKC\|Kalamite FRESH SMOKE💯

LORD SKY

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i bring cryptic linguistic luminosity and lyrical juvination, rythmical prophecy im a spiritual new sensation, 
any time i can exhibit a lexical disection with a surgical visit, scalpal to ya wiggy wig palpatating quickly amalgamating like a sticky substance is adrenalin, drippy drips,  thats what ya get for havin such a lippy lip, dramatic like panic attacks and havin rugged hippy trips the trippy scripts, flippedy flippin like flipper flips, im the MC's grandfather, go get my slippers kid, styles so slippery ya slip & slid im like a neculear silo facility my rap is active as radio frequencies on mobile devices, i demonstrate the way to meditate the day of the righteous judgement on its way ya so vile and sheisty, sacrifice ya own child trust me, punishment is likely, politically and non-politely, you either love me or like me by this point, like a decimal poisonous like a chemical my reflectable soluble selectable contageous connectable turn table tenticles, will varicose your ventricles, no lactose only vegetables, i slash throats with legendary weaponry the wu tang clan prophecied my destiny, rest in peace and let it be, lobotomize my enemies who sodomized the heavenly angelic entities that enterd me and became a center peice that lets me breath, effervesence, eventually you'l understand the depth of the lesson im stressin and accept that im the only exception to your corny pre-programmed perception of lyrical perfection, i lacerate yo mid section, im a symbol of ressurection like a pheonix, rememberence, venus fly trap severence you're squeemish and weak, give me reverence, demons dont speak, lift me up againworship me

Uniplural

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Envision this precision twist, with whim and wits.  My hymns're the shit.  Those grinning for the witch will be digging their ditch.  I'll leave you in poor condition, like you were beggin' for dinner, ya bitch.  My prisms shift, as the riddles are swift.  Unlimited gift to grit-whistle betwixt.  The rhythm's bomb like a missle hitting the X.  Beneath the calm of my fury is my singular drift, where I'm going beyond wordy.  Sit in it and spin, as the storm makes palms unsturdy.  The winds'll be whipping.  I'm lifting up to stall?  Absurdly, I'll finish the rip, like a bong at 4:30, not missin' a  hit, like this song.  You think I'm a novice?  I run business like Microsoft Office.  You might just have to get off this, and rethink your offense, 'cause I've got this raw spit that'll sink your orifice under like dolphins.  I'm all in.  Looks like another retarded artist about to forfeit.  Hook's alright, but the rest does not fit.  Multiple syllables?  Might?  Naw, man!  Not after that disaster!  Y'all softer than a pillow fight, while I preach from the lyrical department. My talent got ya believing in God and shit, 'cause it's a miraculous, metaphysical plot twist.  I'll catapult any cult/witch into their own rotten ditch after we battle.  Comin' at me with that 666, bro?  Might as well just hit the off-switch.  Watch as I'm repulsive, attacking all the culprits, mastering the sculpt of it.  Syllables whack and compulsive. factoring the pulpit in fractions of gold I spit (bars).  Spiritual subtraction when you're roasted, kid.  Miracles fashion, as I mold the gist of action rolling from scripts more abra cadabra than you can imagine, even after you wrote your shit.

M4RK5DRUMM3R

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I don't know if you NOTICED but I'm the DOPEST drummer to ever HOLD THIS mic. Your chances are HOPELESS I HOPE THIS isn't your last chance to WITNESS the GREATNESS I'll deliver tonight. My lyrics are tight. Sending out rhymes even though my skin is white. Well ain't that a sight? I gotta lay down these rhymes before I miss my flight. It's takes no time to lay down a line that's tight enough to tight-rope across! These other verses are just bugs I can squash. (Splat!) now anytime I gotta teach anotha' brotha' what it takes to smotha' a fucker motha' (what?) it's a motha' fucker undercover that's about to suffer cuz' the hustler suffered (he got his eyes picked picked out by buzzards) until his skin was custard! I can only wonder if someone could lay down some thunder and give me a challenge. I can never find what can't be found so I constantly scavenge. I found it hard, was hard to find... Wait, I can't say that it's not even mine. But any things better than your nursery rhymes! I've already won so stop your bitchin'. You've had your fun now get back in the kitchen! Do I have your attention? Good. That was my intention. I intended that lyrical genius would be reinvented. For so long I pretended like the good was good enough. But honestly it's just disgust. I hope you understand that I can only hold back so much before break and just explode.  I hope I can get this out before I have to unload a clip of lyrical spit upon your being. It'll suffocate you with awe so you stop breathing.  I accept the challenge of anyone who thinks they can handle my music and use it. Absorb it. But you can't afford it so just adore it. I can take the heavy metal rock, infuse it with pop and sprinkle a bit of hip-hop now I gotta stop thi- goodbye.

Kant

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I'm an Emcee, mana not Webster
Speaking on life, no, no lecture 
I'm crazy and smart, 
but I'm not hannibal lecta' 
Girls, gota face that's sweet like necta 
Thesedays ain't wastin time on vetcha'
It's like I'm in a fucking lab like Dexta' 
 staving like fuck, course-want-extras 
Don't wanna compare, hate what Im nexta
Wanna be on BBC 1 Radio Xtra
but I don't give a shit bout so called blowing up
record labels, all that shit, cars yeah u owing up 
Stress n stress, more frequently blowing puffs 
Life's getting rough, man i'm getting tough
So that's why it don't make sense 4 me 
to throw towels and say its enough

Profite

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YO..I go by the name of..Jae-Prime aka Profite also Clu'star' yar diig

I have lots of affection with the section..Usin' protection wit' the recession in..Blazin' sessions without the sections...No God is a Blessin'..NO questions ..I have heaps of peeps in the studio who make poetry..Jus' so you know it's me..I lyrically flow so deep..II be blazing holy weed..I'm so diiscreet ....tryna promote my frees..KNow what I mean..{CAsh Rules Every THing Around Me]...Don't spit crack cuz I ain't a phony ..Get stoney an' keep it a hunnid percent wit the accents ..lol..My style makes you smile ..Ever since a child I kick back with a pile of wild thoughts..No regrets .. No threats wit tha texts ;).Got ur girl wet on the internet {LOL}..I have multiple names..As a poet I'm so sick still I have a brain full of pain..No hate wit' tha mates..Take tastes wit' plates of drink shakes..Don't affiliate wit' snakes or fakes..I'm cray wit tha flow you8 already know bro/..HOe..Don't

Close your eyes..My alias when I'm blazing spliffs no fries SO wise ... NO lies..Plz don't hate wit tha prize'cuz we on tha rise..Try be on tha same level...I'm on tha block hot like flame kettle..I'm a peace maker...Elaborate dope rhymes  in my prime i'm tha sickest beef taker....See..I got bars galore that'll make your style increase..Eating so much food..When I touch you I sneeze..

SiMiLaC

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YO I CAN LUMINATE A CYPHER LIKE LYRICAL GODS BEEN SENT FROM FOUR DIFFERENT HEAVENS
FIRST GODS NAME IS FIRE 
HE CAME TO BURN THE DUDE ABOVE SO I CAN LAUGH AS HIS ASHES FALL
I DECREASE MY INTELLIGENCE AND MAKE IT SELF EXPLANATORY ON THESE HOES WHO CANT READ MULTIPLE SYLLABLES, "Y0 1 M4K3 1T R41|| 0N D3M H03Z" EXCEPT I MAKE IT RAIN ASHES
SECOND GODS NAME IS WATER 
SO I CAN DROWN THE FAGGOTS VERSES BELOW ME WITH ONE EXCEPTION THATS IF YOU BLOW ME ILL DROP DOWN BALOGNI AND FEED YOU WHATS LEFT OF THIS BEEF
THIRDS GOD NAME IS WIND 
BUT DROP THE D BECAUSE ALL I DO IS WIN AT EVERYTHING IM IN
AND THE WIND HELPS THESE HOES WORLDWIDE EVERYWHERE AROUND BLOW ME 
I KINDA DONT APOLOGIZE FOR SPEAKING IN THESE GODLY WAYS TO THESE LAMES
FOURTH GODS NAME IS SIMILAC
THATS BABY POWDER, ITS FORMULA MIXED TO FEED KIDS WHO HAVE MOTHERS WITH NO MILK IN THERE TITTIES, PROLLY CUZ I SUCKED IT OUTA EM, SO IVE BEEN DESIGNED TO PAY THE WORLD BACK FOR SUCKING MILK OUT OF EVERY PREGNANT WOMENS TITTIES, I KINDA DONT APOLOGIZE TO THE KIDDIES WHO HAVE NO BOOBS TO SUCK ON

Chef Goldblum

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My Lyrical LUMINOSITY is of such a severe VISCOSITY that no matter what the VELOCITY I stick to it with ANIMOSITY so fuck your CURIOSITY begging for GENEROSITY I'll always rhyme with this VERBOSITY and GRANDIOSITY what a MONSTROSITY don't worry about PHILOSOPHY time is such a COMMODITY I'm an ODDITY but keep the QUALITY Crews are for CAMRADERIE Battlin' needs no MODESTY it's always similar to SODOMY the way I'm raping LB GENEALOGY Never with an APOLOGY label me the ANOMALY my rhymes will 'stand the test of time' like bones and ARCHAEOLOGY Shooting for the Stars so brush up on your ASTRONOMY harder than MAHOGANY follow your own IDEOLOGY I'm tired of the MONOTONY it's COMEDY playing the LOTTERY/ The PRODIGY on an ODYSSEY always telling you HONESTLY if I think you're dope or you're spitting with MEDIOCRITY /The People 'Bump my Shit' far more than DERMATOLOGY/ your bars sound like a CACOPHONY of a Doctor of GYNECOLOGY working on Shannon DOHERTY/so when you're feeling down I got something to LIFT YOUR SPIRITS/I'm the GIFT to the game with LYRICS so INSANE that they're BRAINS can't EXPLAIN what it is when they HEAR IT/so they COMPLAIN and THEY AIM TO SMEAR IT/not like I expected them to ENDEAR IT/Fuck it, I'd rather them FEAR IT/the AIM OF MY CAMPAIGN is not to ENTERTAIN but CONSTRAIN they're JUGULAR VEIN and SEAL IT/Then I drop THE BOMB like SADDAM/ HUSSEIN(Who's SANE)?/It's A SHAME that all for the sake of a NAME and a bit of FAME that they would steal the substance right from Underneath of the GAME/We should be focused on trying to MAINTAIN a Dignified MAINFRAME and stop supporting these LAME BRAINS polluting our rap with SHIT STAINS

Jay_Nice

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I aint did this in a minute, but gifted still (steel), like a gun for Christmas my gift can kill... those who doubt me. Without me a void is present, confessions of my mind late night stressing. Too many late night blessings thrown my way. I don't deserve em all. Too many late night sessions with the girl of your dreams that you afraid to call, or even approach. I been a player, the guy on the bench, and even the coach, a one man team to say it shorter. some of these guys rapping I wish I could just take the mic and say it for ya, spending days with lawyers getting affairs in order. court day, "balling" who got next? Cause I got now, then, and later. Its all tens when they rate us, its all tens when I'm dating, its all Bens when they pay us, yeah keep it 100. No Benz when Im whipping, I prefer the Beemer, and a place for Nina if I'm hitting the block, you must be hitting the rock if you don't think this dope. My lines responsible for turning teens to feinds, Im talking quotes not coke. They say jay please give me a taste, so I let em hear something, now they hooked and promoting, use to get overlooked and unnoticed, motivation to get focused. Well I'm focused man, Im here for the long run, no hocus pocus jams here and gone in a blink. People start beef then go and retreat I turn em to Meek after my drizzy responses, a bunch of goofys if you ask me, Walt Disney should sponsor. Im a monster, wit a hunger thats constant, and a constant disregard of a conscience, I'm boxed in till Im out then you boxed in coffins deep in the ground, they aint digging you out like they not digging you now, rappers that can't rap can't seem to figure me out.

BKC|Kalamite

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This the ills we box and corner, wait/Ain't the squares leaning us to coroners, weighed/Heavy sound, this God's house/Play community theatre, feature motion, picture that, no check-in like look to Fima/Mad and gory, getting dogged, Snapchat story/Caught pretention, go to God pretending/All men raw, middle finger to the sun/Set down, just hang, lunar flow, assed out for one/In denial, no flow to rival, lack knowledge to inner spiral, just end up laid out like tile/Hate defeat but listen.../God please tell me why we dogged/Looking back, all the thoughts were bogged/Like we sinking quick, sanding down the logs/Now who's the teacher, one closed minded, student posting blogs/Everything you heard about us, hurts surround us/Block tough, heard the word around it/See what the C meant, now just surrounded/Dog down, now get impounded/Tagged here, now death is valid/Speech invalid, they just hearing malice/Just tell this man, we neck and neck/Falling down whole, bitch we just like Alice/Just know..New trends copped lest be cropped out/Cop a view, peek in, then just cop out/Billy Jean on the way, conjecture smooth/Slide in the way, but no weight, no hold up/Dress up for compliments, nothing free, see what you bought for it/Foreshadow, foe shadow block out common sense/How to make cents, when out of sense and only come on for opulance/Apu, just foreign to the market/Called a simp son if you ain't a part of it/Or imparting, in part we just jogging since/We run from ill mentality, mental lil sickness make us turn to dirty alley spree/No positive, wonder where dirty Alice be/Too far down the rabbit hole, become rabid/Every bit a ho, digging this ditch/Ain't really shit, constrained by pitch

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Cypher started: June 6^th 2014 at 08:53

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SICKEST EMCEE	I liked alot of lines in this cypher.. But this one stuck out to mee heavily..." THIRDS GOD NAME IS WIND BUT DROP THE D BECAUSE ALL I DO IS WIN AT EVERYTHING IM IN" Posted on: 2017-05-10 00:46:28
Uniplural	Man, my verse in this is so old. When was this cypher originally started? Posted on: 2017-06-20 10:30:05
Curfew <Major League Hitterz>	Great work! Rated: 8 Posted on: 2017-09-23 22:34:41

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