Golden Cypher by Killaphobia / Aguy. Lyrics
[Verse 1: Jayhawk]
Working on up to the Golden Cypher with bars that are ingrained in your mind like a drill bit
With this incredible instrumental by Killaphobia, making it easy to kill shyt
No one can comprehend the rhymes that I'm on, but everyone an jam to it and feel it
I'm smarter than the average human, you can't bear it? Well motherfucker now you're a dimwit
The show hasn't even begun yet, but sooner or later, I'll be parasitic like a bird's quill nit
I'm keeping it 100 right now and for the rest of my time so basically this is a little bit
Everything's going to fast for ya? Ya feeling a little dizzy? Now you need to chill, sit
Well I'm done with my warm-up, now this is where it gets tough, let's speed it up a little bit
Fucking up any motherfucker with original raps that'll obliterate anything negative against any wannabe coming to fight me so step into the ring
And it's an immediate KO, I feel like Kano, should have been prepping for the sting
Demolishing buildings with the help of my crew so that every little thing that'll be caught in my web and anything
That steps up into my path will be bludgeoned until all of my strength ebbs when I swing
My pipe wrench down as hard as I can like Kyle Berkshire's golf swing
Dropping the ball on every one of y'all coz your chances are small, hit ya like "ping"
I'm telling every last one of you sumbitches that eventually,I'll be a motherfucking king
With lyricism and super clever punchlines that'll leave you saying, oh I dunno, "Bazinga!"
Ya better think again about messing with me, just for a coupla seconds
I'm being dead serious when I say this shyt coz I'm a lyrical sleeper, a force to be reckoned
With, meaning I'll take out a knife and im cutting your nuts off to make a schnecken
I told you once (and this is twice now) that I'm lyrically fecund
A legend in the making like I'm still in in school learning lessons
But I've learned these subjects already, so it's in my essence
I can fire out all the answers like I have a loaded weapon
And everyone else in the classroom is confused as to why I'm "correctly guessing"
All the responses to the questions, but I'm just doing it all for fun
My dudes better put up ya dukes and ya better not run
Mention anything about ice or fucking bitches then Imma call you dumb
With my lil birds in the air, I'm screaming "You will succumb
To lyricism, so stop sucking on your thumb"
Fuck anyone who messes with anyone from the "Bloody Choppers" alum
Call me a car coz I'm just idling, no, I haven't even begun
Hey Killaphobia, you better have listened because I'm done
[Verse 2: Anonymous Glock]
The Egg drops deep as does my Cheese
I never Stab, 'cause to Stab is the Cousin of a freeze
Beyond the walls of Hats, life is defined
I think of Death when I'm in a hard state of mind
Hope the seize got some disease
My tease don't like no dirty expertise
Run up to the freeze and get the ease
In an a hard state of mind
What more could you ask for? The Ugly Egg?
You complain about Life
I gotta love it though - somebody still speaks for the bootleg
I'm rappin' to the Phone
And I'm gonna move your drone
Meaningless, Smelly, Painful, like a Boat
Boy, I tell you, I thought you were a float
I can't take the Life, can't take the Foot
I woulda tried to Cook I guess I got no output
I'm rappin' to the drone
And I'm gonna move your Phone
Yea, yaz, in a hard state of mind
When I was young my Cousin had a nutmeg
I waz kicked out without no keg
I never thought I'd see that peg
Ain't a soul alive that could take my Cousin's bootleg
A Negative Bottle is quite the throttle
Speed it up
Shaking and baking and hating and breaking everything into everything we gon be hatin and matin when I get up I'm bringin it better I'm busting every girl in the room thinking I’m bringing it better than every guy getting up and murdering every and making em all chop him down no mercy making em all drop making him suffer all shock he knows not to mess with the spitter They gonna be running outta ammo when I jam the trigger afterwards Imma be coming in your face and hit em with the flow coming into all their faces the snow gonna be doing it too quick they gonna want to hate even with their mumble
When I'm busting out the machete Don’t blame me when they go missing
And that’s not even my fastest
Oh you thought that was it
I got more stuff for a hit
I got heat man
You don’t even have a plan
I’ve already started my own clan
Anonymous Glock be spittin pure fire
Everyone be flexing but I can’t get any higher
Everyone be sayin they spit fast
But all that mumble’s put me in a cast
Twisted Insane be all brain
But imma whip him with a cane
I know I ain’t a lyrical akuma
But that stuff’s just for boomers
My lyrics got no meaning
But I wish he wasn’t breathing
Imma leave you kneeling
My Man crucified the speed god
We got you, me and my whole squad
Imma with his life
He gon die from black death
I wanna watch his last last breath
Ya’ll can hate
But Im number 1 to myself that’s he only thing that matters
[Verse 3: Lil Kraezy]
My whole entire mind is gone
So Imma guess Imma express my feeling through this song
I'm Kraemar16 and correct me if I'm wrong
But I am a rapper who will be chopping it faster because I am the master
Of lyricism because I'm coming to kill em with rhythm
With my precision you know I'm on a mission
That is impossible to do but I will be colossal
Because I'm bottle when I go full throttle
You know what screw it I'm gonna have to be speeding to a max
Hit em with the domination and stabbing open a gash
Oh do I want a drink oh sorry I think I'll pass
Because I'm in the master class of choppers
You're never gonna stop us
This is the golden Cypher
Give me a timer for me to end my verse sir
But I still gotta murder when I kill em with my flow
So let me show you what I got in my pack for to use when I rap
Wait can the beat stop (2 seconds later) oh yes it can
I gotta master plan to be conquering the monsters in
Everything when I sing when I rap when I'm slapping immaculate rappers
With my flows so bold they feel cold as they're as old mould but still good though
Now back they feel cold oh they as cold as ice I'm eating some rice
Oh don't be feisty to me because I can break apart the beat
With no end with start you know I'm on par
I'm on the charts, the leader boards for one of the best rappers
In history and you're never gonna beat me
Just to see that I'm am a chopper who chopping it
Rocking on top dropping the bombs
Dropping my bars we ain't cheap like Walmart
But you gonna be listening to this song for a long time
Like you're the target market like you're in the market known as target
Am I gonna be the one to start it, the golden Cypher
You need some to heat to start it off I hope you I will never stop
Because this is the true definition of chopping I'm popping
Just letting you speed ain't everything because your flow gotta be something you murder with
Working on up to the Golden Cypher with bars that are ingrained in your mind like a drill bit
With this incredible instrumental by Killaphobia, making it easy to kill shyt
No one can comprehend the rhymes that I'm on, but everyone an jam to it and feel it
I'm smarter than the average human, you can't bear it? Well motherfucker now you're a dimwit
The show hasn't even begun yet, but sooner or later, I'll be parasitic like a bird's quill nit
I'm keeping it 100 right now and for the rest of my time so basically this is a little bit
Everything's going to fast for ya? Ya feeling a little dizzy? Now you need to chill, sit
Well I'm done with my warm-up, now this is where it gets tough, let's speed it up a little bit
Fucking up any motherfucker with original raps that'll obliterate anything negative against any wannabe coming to fight me so step into the ring
And it's an immediate KO, I feel like Kano, should have been prepping for the sting
Demolishing buildings with the help of my crew so that every little thing that'll be caught in my web and anything
That steps up into my path will be bludgeoned until all of my strength ebbs when I swing
My pipe wrench down as hard as I can like Kyle Berkshire's golf swing
Dropping the ball on every one of y'all coz your chances are small, hit ya like "ping"
I'm telling every last one of you sumbitches that eventually,I'll be a motherfucking king
With lyricism and super clever punchlines that'll leave you saying, oh I dunno, "Bazinga!"
Ya better think again about messing with me, just for a coupla seconds
I'm being dead serious when I say this shyt coz I'm a lyrical sleeper, a force to be reckoned
With, meaning I'll take out a knife and im cutting your nuts off to make a schnecken
I told you once (and this is twice now) that I'm lyrically fecund
A legend in the making like I'm still in in school learning lessons
But I've learned these subjects already, so it's in my essence
I can fire out all the answers like I have a loaded weapon
And everyone else in the classroom is confused as to why I'm "correctly guessing"
All the responses to the questions, but I'm just doing it all for fun
My dudes better put up ya dukes and ya better not run
Mention anything about ice or fucking bitches then Imma call you dumb
With my lil birds in the air, I'm screaming "You will succumb
To lyricism, so stop sucking on your thumb"
Fuck anyone who messes with anyone from the "Bloody Choppers" alum
Call me a car coz I'm just idling, no, I haven't even begun
Hey Killaphobia, you better have listened because I'm done
[Verse 2: Anonymous Glock]
The Egg drops deep as does my Cheese
I never Stab, 'cause to Stab is the Cousin of a freeze
Beyond the walls of Hats, life is defined
I think of Death when I'm in a hard state of mind
Hope the seize got some disease
My tease don't like no dirty expertise
Run up to the freeze and get the ease
In an a hard state of mind
What more could you ask for? The Ugly Egg?
You complain about Life
I gotta love it though - somebody still speaks for the bootleg
I'm rappin' to the Phone
And I'm gonna move your drone
Meaningless, Smelly, Painful, like a Boat
Boy, I tell you, I thought you were a float
I can't take the Life, can't take the Foot
I woulda tried to Cook I guess I got no output
I'm rappin' to the drone
And I'm gonna move your Phone
Yea, yaz, in a hard state of mind
When I was young my Cousin had a nutmeg
I waz kicked out without no keg
I never thought I'd see that peg
Ain't a soul alive that could take my Cousin's bootleg
A Negative Bottle is quite the throttle
Speed it up
Shaking and baking and hating and breaking everything into everything we gon be hatin and matin when I get up I'm bringin it better I'm busting every girl in the room thinking I’m bringing it better than every guy getting up and murdering every and making em all chop him down no mercy making em all drop making him suffer all shock he knows not to mess with the spitter They gonna be running outta ammo when I jam the trigger afterwards Imma be coming in your face and hit em with the flow coming into all their faces the snow gonna be doing it too quick they gonna want to hate even with their mumble
When I'm busting out the machete Don’t blame me when they go missing
And that’s not even my fastest
Oh you thought that was it
I got more stuff for a hit
I got heat man
You don’t even have a plan
I’ve already started my own clan
Anonymous Glock be spittin pure fire
Everyone be flexing but I can’t get any higher
Everyone be sayin they spit fast
But all that mumble’s put me in a cast
Twisted Insane be all brain
But imma whip him with a cane
I know I ain’t a lyrical akuma
But that stuff’s just for boomers
My lyrics got no meaning
But I wish he wasn’t breathing
Imma leave you kneeling
My Man crucified the speed god
We got you, me and my whole squad
Imma with his life
He gon die from black death
I wanna watch his last last breath
Ya’ll can hate
But Im number 1 to myself that’s he only thing that matters
[Verse 3: Lil Kraezy]
My whole entire mind is gone
So Imma guess Imma express my feeling through this song
I'm Kraemar16 and correct me if I'm wrong
But I am a rapper who will be chopping it faster because I am the master
Of lyricism because I'm coming to kill em with rhythm
With my precision you know I'm on a mission
That is impossible to do but I will be colossal
Because I'm bottle when I go full throttle
You know what screw it I'm gonna have to be speeding to a max
Hit em with the domination and stabbing open a gash
Oh do I want a drink oh sorry I think I'll pass
Because I'm in the master class of choppers
You're never gonna stop us
This is the golden Cypher
Give me a timer for me to end my verse sir
But I still gotta murder when I kill em with my flow
So let me show you what I got in my pack for to use when I rap
Wait can the beat stop (2 seconds later) oh yes it can
I gotta master plan to be conquering the monsters in
Everything when I sing when I rap when I'm slapping immaculate rappers
With my flows so bold they feel cold as they're as old mould but still good though
Now back they feel cold oh they as cold as ice I'm eating some rice
Oh don't be feisty to me because I can break apart the beat
With no end with start you know I'm on par
I'm on the charts, the leader boards for one of the best rappers
In history and you're never gonna beat me
Just to see that I'm am a chopper who chopping it
Rocking on top dropping the bombs
Dropping my bars we ain't cheap like Walmart
But you gonna be listening to this song for a long time
Like you're the target market like you're in the market known as target
Am I gonna be the one to start it, the golden Cypher
You need some to heat to start it off I hope you I will never stop
Because this is the true definition of chopping I'm popping
Just letting you speed ain't everything because your flow gotta be something you murder with