RG Cypher by RG Fam Lyrics
[Verse 1 : NASeem-H]
Damn, im gonna have to write brag bars
About slapping emcees in their man-parts
To me that shit sounds sucka
Indeed my leaves will flutter
Down from my arms and into the gutter
Losing the colour as my pens weight suffers
You claim you aren’t that dumber
Than the lines which find their ink drawn fine in the mind
As your brain melts down to a fat filled butter
I dont wanna be just another
Boring forum rhymer, can't rhyme for shit, can't DJ to save his mother
Forewarned was the poor boy left with his rhyme skills sundered
They sign their fake names on the side of the titanic as it goes under
You dudes confused how inflicting the spirits
Employed by my lyrics, can peirce through your skin and linger
A finger to your lips, im a silent killer
So put your swords on the floor
I ensure your brags have been mauled motherfuckers
[Verse 2 : Basiccc]
Now Timmy Timmy Turner
Yeah he wishing for a burner
Cause he ain't a good learner
And everyone at school thinks Timmys a fool
Drown his head in a toilet cause he ain’t that cool
But in which world version is the torture of a virgin
Mergin in to a young adult acceptable
This shit was no longer bearable
After one too many hits and faces flushed in shit
Timmy knew this shit has to stop
Went home and got a Glock
And he cocked it
Twelve dead
The ones who mocked him
[Verse 3 : JCAssassin]
Give you users the heimlich, you just a sidekick
Now your girl my side chick, her breath smell like my dick
[Verse 4 : TheUltimateDJ391]
What game are you married to , your hate for Eminem is untrue
Head my warnings , survival can only be maintained by a few
You know you already lose because you are nothing but a coon
Watch me bring it soon as I rap around this tune
You baboon , using lame 12 year old insults like a fool
Throw you like a balloon because all I do is rule
Fake dissing Eminem isn't the definition of cool
Why don't you study the definition of the hip hop school
The points you make about Slim can only confuse
I think because of that you might as well listen to some blues
Do you really think you have a chance entering my rules
I bet you can't survive even with the help of my clues
Please , you know you can't thrive with the lyrics of views
How is hating on a legendary technical rapper paying your dues?
This is definitely making the RG news so from now don't spoof
So prepare for me to unleash your panic as my proof
On the roof of this cypher , I see someone call me boring
If I am boring then you just lame , claiming I can't rhyme
But you the one basic rhyming for fame , you ain't no Jay , you just Dame
I am the killer today as I silently create this flame
Damn, im gonna have to write brag bars
About slapping emcees in their man-parts
To me that shit sounds sucka
Indeed my leaves will flutter
Down from my arms and into the gutter
Losing the colour as my pens weight suffers
You claim you aren’t that dumber
Than the lines which find their ink drawn fine in the mind
As your brain melts down to a fat filled butter
I dont wanna be just another
Boring forum rhymer, can't rhyme for shit, can't DJ to save his mother
Forewarned was the poor boy left with his rhyme skills sundered
They sign their fake names on the side of the titanic as it goes under
You dudes confused how inflicting the spirits
Employed by my lyrics, can peirce through your skin and linger
A finger to your lips, im a silent killer
So put your swords on the floor
I ensure your brags have been mauled motherfuckers
[Verse 2 : Basiccc]
Now Timmy Timmy Turner
Yeah he wishing for a burner
Cause he ain't a good learner
And everyone at school thinks Timmys a fool
Drown his head in a toilet cause he ain’t that cool
But in which world version is the torture of a virgin
Mergin in to a young adult acceptable
This shit was no longer bearable
After one too many hits and faces flushed in shit
Timmy knew this shit has to stop
Went home and got a Glock
And he cocked it
Twelve dead
The ones who mocked him
[Verse 3 : JCAssassin]
Give you users the heimlich, you just a sidekick
Now your girl my side chick, her breath smell like my dick
[Verse 4 : TheUltimateDJ391]
What game are you married to , your hate for Eminem is untrue
Head my warnings , survival can only be maintained by a few
You know you already lose because you are nothing but a coon
Watch me bring it soon as I rap around this tune
You baboon , using lame 12 year old insults like a fool
Throw you like a balloon because all I do is rule
Fake dissing Eminem isn't the definition of cool
Why don't you study the definition of the hip hop school
The points you make about Slim can only confuse
I think because of that you might as well listen to some blues
Do you really think you have a chance entering my rules
I bet you can't survive even with the help of my clues
Please , you know you can't thrive with the lyrics of views
How is hating on a legendary technical rapper paying your dues?
This is definitely making the RG news so from now don't spoof
So prepare for me to unleash your panic as my proof
On the roof of this cypher , I see someone call me boring
If I am boring then you just lame , claiming I can't rhyme
But you the one basic rhyming for fame , you ain't no Jay , you just Dame
I am the killer today as I silently create this flame