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The Cypher
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| ritesofpasage |
Date: Wednesday, 16/Dec/09, 3:06 PM | Message # 961 |
DJs
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My daily meditation to remove the trepidation
to trek on the quest for the truth that I'm chasing
Put my best to the test to prove what does weigh in
Hating hate and every other mistake that is raping
The true shapening every day I see dudes trying to make it
Trade a dollar for their time in the matrix
Just because their mind can't escape it
Can't see that lines on the pavement are painted
Can't it be that time's always erased and escaping
So it's always a race to waste what is sacred
Although each given a kitchen and an apron
Not too many into living in the mix of the making
So many want to be baking long sleeves and hats
Not too many prone to lay it down or take it back
I say it for the fact that's facts twisted heights aren't heights
If everyone at the height wants to shout out the name of their district
The business is about my father's mission
So if life is good everyday I live the good life listen
Check out my melody faithfulness is the fidelity of my soundtrack to that of the heavenlies.....
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| AruNavi |
Date: Wednesday, 16/Dec/09, 9:13 PM | Message # 962 |
Emcees
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Diggin deep my knuckles is broken
Cracked and scarred whipped and my life is shortned Sportin fitigue its what the industry
Can do to you physically and mentally But listen be once i start listening
To the lames on the radio I begin to think I got to save the masses motivate them all
Till they either sick of music all together and fall
Or resent the whack music and bump me all night long I was begging to think for so long I can't write another hit
Doubted myself and almost forced myself to quit But here it is I created a pyramid of names
This list contains dope lyracist for yall to check so yall can never blame Hip-Hop as dead and gone even though commercial music
Is whats been going on understand we still strong underground is the movement The truest of us MC's sitting with some roserybeeds
And the seeds of whack cats about to kill em quickly This is the price you pay with deystroying the game that way
Immitate yall never we better and to clever we never play games I won't let it get to me the fact yall get yall shine
Its cool cause an ethernet is cool to control our mine And then control your minds the lyrics is twistin your spine
Making the hairs on your back stand up as we stand the test of time Ageless rhymes as I sit here on pumpkin hill
Its the New Aru Navi signing out of here
my girl friend I am probably RHH4 asshole of the site lmao THE PUREST MC=ME ARU NAVI My brother=Menace Uncharted
My wife=Chinita the Beautiful
My rival=LaPen
My niggas=Eboyd Kiba Pen LaPen Lord Meth P Noble NtG Render 11thPlauge i woulda done rubber matches if i new u was gone bite Aru Navi/ AHAHAHAHHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH i love this line how did i bite aru navi? just curious...
uz every verse he did in dat battle, he tried flipping my verse every single time...it was work n until i won lol but yea u basically tried 2 flip da 1st verse like him
Aru Navi says-"Cause I beez da shitz." West Coast King Style
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| YANHAP1 |
Date: Thursday, 17/Dec/09, 10:34 AM | Message # 963 |
DJs
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Every word clearly heard
fearlessly expressed from the chest of the early bird
don't snooze and yawn at the points that i impressed upon
preach through action on your passion
is the fashion of the break of dawn
not shadows cast by time thats gone
don't speak bout the shine but act and then a star is born
not my intent to dispense malice
rather rest in meek abodes than a vainglorious palace
if we were to drink of the same cup i'd trust in you to fill the chalice
don't twist the jist of this is to unravel
maintain the straight and narrow
but its a rocky road we travel
his righteousness was uprightedness
not to grovel in the gravel
area shout in response to the call out
kept the picture see through clear so
you could see from here and be in no doubt
some had rough and some had rougher
but suffering ain't exclusive can't be rebuffed as a bluffer
Salute your good life and try to maintain mine
even on a rainy day we can still bask in sunshine.
who killed bambi? 
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| eboyd |
Date: Thursday, 17/Dec/09, 2:53 PM | Message # 964 |
Heads
Posts: 13145
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i'm from a land where those around me are content/
with the news media manufacturing consent/
where ignorance is bliss and intelligence is agony/
and everything in between is strategy/
and they cheer on tyranny inside their own home/
because patriotism is national Stockholm Syndrome/
the media has control of our brains/
especially in the land of whips and chains/
where slaves appear on tv thinking they're free/
listen to me, it only appears so visually/
but under the corporate veil there's a slide of hand/
a slight demand may even raise the price a grand/
and who cares if it puts folks on welfare/
because they're removing that more year by year/
you may think clear, but their derailing your train of thought/
your brain was bought for an amount which your pain's the cost/
and you sustain the loss as it accrues interest/
as they reach in your pockets and take money the simplest/
way that they possibly can/
while they live in a mansion with land that spans/
from Japan to the Canyons Grand/
while they live lavish, a life never bland/
you live in a studio trying to pay rent/
on a street that needs new pavement/
and you work two shifts and wonder where the day went/
while they sit and count the money they stole while you bent/
over... and allowed this to happen/
don't be naive and act like i'm just rapping/
so check your pockets and don't look at me in a daze/
when you realize that you and your money have parted ways/
because when propaganda is a creation that's bought up/
mass consent will become the bi-product.
my new theme song
erikboyd60@hotmail.com
"True poetry can communicate before it is understood"
-T.S. Eliot
battle record:
7-0-0
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| YANHAP1 |
Date: Thursday, 17/Dec/09, 3:39 PM | Message # 965 |
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DJs
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Hahahaha! Syncronicity....i was just thinking earlier when you were going to jump in! On point.
who killed bambi?
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| eboyd |
Date: Thursday, 17/Dec/09, 4:21 PM | Message # 966 |
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Heads
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 thanks! yeah, i figured you were going to ask me to drop a verse so i decided to beat you to the punch  i may have to lay that one on a track though.
my new theme song
erikboyd60@hotmail.com
"True poetry can communicate before it is understood"
-T.S. Eliot
battle record:
7-0-0
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| AruNavi |
Date: Thursday, 17/Dec/09, 9:57 PM | Message # 967 |
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Emcees
Posts: 534
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Awww I'ma give it to ya
Some facts mixed with raw trivia
Raw like that AruNavi everyone is unforgiven of I mix a little spit and thought with some stability
And find myself on stepping grounds being consistent with continuity Fluently pushing my records to the top spot
I recognize I ain't the best but I am apart of the ingredients of a dish called hip-hop Best served fresh and handed out in a crock pot
With a Lil Ms. Debbie face for a certified trust on the cardboard box Giving you samples I let other artist pick handfuls
And they can tell me what is dope or not hopefully it ain't dance tunes I found it hard to make a dope record for the club
O no wait all that requires is a beat and some dance moves confused with convulsions and shrugs I'm bugged out by the fact cats still consider real lyrics
To be on the radio when 95% is terrible even my vomit Is more realistic compared to the simplistic cats with sadistic
Points and views so here I am wow off a few shrooms giving reject artist a sweep from the broom And any record execs who feels they can make me fall of with a check receives intercontinental ballistic
Missiles from my launch pad while the real cats can fill a stereo boom My boom box is crazy ready to rock the show
Ready Aesop's lost poems so I can create a buzz as unusual When I first moved to the area all the townspeople said I didn't belong
Till I recited one of my songs and it turned to sing alongs Well isn't that crazy the same folks who want dope thoughtful lyrics will turn lazy
Because if they can't shake their ass to it then I'll shake a stick at the ass hole who is pissed
Cause he lost his fan base to an artist only making 50 cents
Now tell me that ain't insane man that ain't crazy I know you folks are thinking while my ideas are formulating
Only so many trends that you can keep on creating Until they realize with a full circle that we strike the hardest
That's when it hits your mind and you become retarded and then carted off to mental institutions to see what makes you tick and when your brain and soul decided to up and leave and they departed
my girl friend I am probably RHH4 asshole of the site lmao THE PUREST MC=ME ARU NAVI My brother=Menace Uncharted
My wife=Chinita the Beautiful
My rival=LaPen
My niggas=Eboyd Kiba Pen LaPen Lord Meth P Noble NtG Render 11thPlauge i woulda done rubber matches if i new u was gone bite Aru Navi/ AHAHAHAHHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH i love this line how did i bite aru navi? just curious...
uz every verse he did in dat battle, he tried flipping my verse every single time...it was work n until i won lol but yea u basically tried 2 flip da 1st verse like him
Aru Navi says-"Cause I beez da shitz." West Coast King Style
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| EmSeeD |
Date: Friday, 18/Dec/09, 0:49 AM | Message # 968 |
Heads
Posts: 11464
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another year older, another hill over my shoulder,
still i'm looking to find, bigger one's for me to climb,
there's a right time, for everything,
take advantage of what the present brings,
todays the only day that i've been givin,
savor the taste, there's a place for sunny days and rainstorms,
whever the pain forms, i keep living
in my own inner heaven, take advantage of my gifts,
over rifts and melodies, when my memories remain sore,
i find i gain more, from giving than when recieving,
never judge a book by its cover, seeing isn't always believing
http://chirbit.com/emseed
http://youtube.com/siwooot
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| eboyd |
Date: Friday, 18/Dec/09, 4:02 PM | Message # 969 |
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Heads
Posts: 13145
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I'm sicker than diabetics with a gallon of sugar/
Excreting like diuretics on these rappers turned hookers/
Heads get ripped off like Dianetics so for this moment savor/
Consider this an edict from hip hop's last savior/
Too much flavor for some to try to savor my style/
A Braver Heart than William Wallace with a graver profile/
Excavating ancient mythology lyrically. No apology/
With a single line, demolishing your anthology/
Through anthropomorphology simple words turn divine/
Thoughts archaic as Ptolemy get ripped and refined/
Existence defined by my divine rites as it's meant to be/
Genocide will occur when an army of rappers is sent for me/
Mentally sent my tenets to hold from Neptune to Pluto/
Assassinating opponents in public like Benazir Bhutto/
Colder than Juno. You're better off facing Riddick/
Your existence is paradoxic like a selfless cynic/
Spit so acidic upon contact your skin will peel/
You couldn't fit in my genes if you had the missing allele/
You'll feel much better. Just don't get on before or after me/
My carbon index heats mics up globally/
I disrobe emcees, bare their weakness to all/
Deceit leaves your Byzantine Empire to fall/
So face this and I'll leave your entire squad tasteless/
Rip out your tongues now sit down son, embrace this.
my new theme song
erikboyd60@hotmail.com
"True poetry can communicate before it is understood"
-T.S. Eliot
battle record:
7-0-0
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| Uncharted |
Date: Friday, 18/Dec/09, 9:33 PM | Message # 970 |
Emcees
Posts: 4766
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heres a short rap i wrote just a couple minutes ago well, you could call me a coke addict/
because you know im addicted to dope shit/
every bar i say leaves a kilo of dopeness/
the wack is hopeless, with weak components/
i have a solid heart with a soul full of bricks/
i got skills that weaken a rapper's compilation/
split crews in half like a segregation/
i say grace, before i eat the disgraced/
looking into a face that keep emcees in place/
seeing these other weak cyphers dont amaze me/
their rhymes remind me of the current economy/
my raps are more like astrology, out of this world/
put dudes on a lyrical roller coaster, make their stomachs curl/
make minds twirl, then take their gay ass diamonds and pearls/
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Message edited by Uncharted - Saturday, 19/Dec/09, 1:17 AM
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| YANHAP1 |
Date: Sunday, 20/Dec/09, 7:34 AM | Message # 971 |
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DJs
Posts: 337
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Quote (eboyd)
I'm sicker than diabetics with a gallon of sugar/
Excreting like diuretics on these rappers turned hookers/
Heads get ripped off like Dianetics so for this moment savor/
Consider this an edict from hip hop's last savior/
Too much flavor for some to try to savor my style/
A Braver Heart than William Wallace with a graver profile/
Excavating ancient mythology lyrically. No apology/
With a single line, demolishing your anthology/
Through anthropomorphology simple words turn divine/
Thoughts archaic as Ptolemy get ripped and refined/
Existence defined by my divine rites as it's meant to be/
Genocide will occur when an army of rappers is sent for me/
Mentally sent my tenets to hold from Neptune to Pluto/
Assassinating opponents in public like Benazir Bhutto/
Colder than Juno. You're better off facing Riddick/
Your existence is paradoxic like a selfless cynic/
Spit so acidic upon contact your skin will peel/
You couldn't fit in my genes if you had the missing allele/
You'll feel much better. Just don't get on before or after me/
My carbon index heats mics up globally/
I disrobe emcees, bare their weakness to all/
Deceit leaves your Byzantine Empire to fall/
So face this and I'll leave your entire squad tasteless/
Rip out your tongues now sit down son, embrace this.
at last one and all stepped to spit in the saliva guild
metaphors and similies spilled.
Though don't they diminsh the premise with venomous quills
that a cyphers completed constructions to build?
don't be spurning us Copernicus
nothing new for you to learn so then no need for your concern in us 
Paradoxic is existence, duality decress it be
so pure reason is unreasonable a harness on chaos contradictory
accept when you see hypocrisy
an oppertunity to correct yourself self question tends to harmony
But then don't start me on anthropomorphicism
can't attribute to man powers like some rappers with their lyricism
"i'm so and so i'm this i'm that...."
in truth they're more mundane the claims just fall down flat
Horoscoping out of your mind sunshine
nothing more gay than "whats your sun sign?"
have your fun time with your bum lines
child friendly punchlines almost constititute a sex crime
oedipus homo erectus i'm a classical motherfucker
you lack the capacity when i classily talk dumber
you can vegetate with your fumbled brassica stanzas
fruiter flows than raspberry blows at a Snapple extravaganza
predictable as a re-run of Bonanza
You do what with your hands Sir?
rodeo joe, rollercoasted? spit roasted
can't coast cause your land locked coastless
know you aint shy to give it try
without your posts the threads jokeless
fix your curls and give us twirl when you out with the girls
Diamonds and Pearls
better than plugin your butt in the park flashin your nuts to squirrels
puffed up ego's disclose hidden insecurities
rather share gifts than rift over dumb impurities
gather real wordsmiths than hum drum piss poor look at me emcees
build hip hop communities who stand at ease with raconteur decrees
who killed bambi?
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| YANHAP1 |
Date: Sunday, 20/Dec/09, 8:56 AM | Message # 973 |
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DJs
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Quote (YANHAP1) don't be spurning us Copernicus
nothing new for you to learn so then no need for your concern in us  Nah quite the opposite... Quote (YANHAP1) a cyphers completed constructions to build?
,i understood rites and me were having a conversation...hence no need for your heliocentric concern ...harmony is where i stopped addressing you.
Hope you havn't pulled a Carly Simon....LMAO!! But if your up for a chat we can do that Call and response.....lets build! PEACE!!!
who killed bambi?
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| eboyd |
Date: Sunday, 20/Dec/09, 5:23 PM | Message # 974 |
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Heads
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Lol! See how tired I was??? I was so tired I read that as a battle verse Ability to see these allusions of words historically --/
Whodini linguistics to verse these linguini limp dicks/
-- Must be done from below with a telescope/
Fellow dope emcees signaling SOS in yellow smoke/
Demolishing weak hypotheses, rap Copernicus/
Leaving opponents bleeding so that even with tourniquets/
Blood flows like Nile... istic linguistics from Nietzsche specific-/
-ly. Cryptically coded, eroding statistics/
Lyrics are Sid Vicious and the flow is Johnny Rotten/
Opponents deliver dry words with a mouthful of cotton/
Have you forgotten? I'm leaving blood of emcees on drapes/
The way I fuck with premature emcees' minds constitutes statutory rape/
And fuck your father too like an Electra complex/
Child of incest, a modern Antigone. Lyrical bigamy/
Marrying multiple emcees to the game in context/
Oedipus Rex, tyrannically gouging out eyes/
Roundabout spies searching for the recipe to my rhymes/
Impeccable time. Couldn't be stated more punctual/
To sit at the table and eat emcees like a Lunchable/
Aspects both practical and functional punching full/
Like falcons leaving pregnant women to miscarry and pull/
Out fetuses. Without treatises your defeat is just/
Optimal and needed when I bust leaving you in the dust/
Against Aryan apparently superior, rap olympics. You're slow and-/
-i'll spit to the finish faster, call me Blast Master Jessie Owens/
My flow is going and leaving opponents torn/
Whether or not their eugenics is leaving them Lebensborn/
I'll even scorn your relatives and make you all slaves/
Slowly kill you all off and take a piss on your graves/
Cheers to Ted Danson. I'm the lyrical Charles Manson/
And this is hip hop's Helter Skelter so lock the doors to your mansion.
my new theme song
erikboyd60@hotmail.com
"True poetry can communicate before it is understood"
-T.S. Eliot
battle record:
7-0-0
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| Uncharted |
Date: Sunday, 20/Dec/09, 5:40 PM | Message # 975 |
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Emcees
Posts: 4766
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Quote (eboyd) Ability to see these allusions of words historically --/
Whodini linguistics to verse these linguini limp dicks/
-- Must be done from below with a telescope/
Fellow dope emcees signaling SOS in yellow smoke/
Demolishing weak hypotheses, rap Copernicus/
Leaving opponents bleeding so that even with tourniquets/
Blood flows like Nile... istic linguistics from Nietzsche specific-/
-ly. Cryptically coded, eroding statistics/
Lyrics are Sid Vicious and the flow is Johnny Rotten/
Opponents deliver dry words with a mouthful of cotton/
Have you forgotten? I'm leaving blood of emcees on drapes/
The way I fuck with premature emcees' minds constitutes statutory rape/
And fuck your father too like an Electra complex/
Child of incest, a modern Antigone. Lyrical bigamy/
Marrying multiple emcees to the game in context/
Oedipus Rex, tyrannically gouging out eyes/
Roundabout spies searching for the recipe to my rhymes/
Impeccable time. Couldn't be stated more punctual/
To sit at the table and eat emcees like a Lunchable/
Aspects both practical and functional punching full/
Like falcons leaving pregnant women to miscarry and pull/
Out fetuses. Without treatises your defeat is just/
Optimal and needed when I bust leaving you in the dust/
Against Aryan apparently superior, rap olympics. You're slow and-/
-i'll spit to the finish faster, call me Blast Master Jessie Owens/
My flow is going and leaving opponents torn/
Whether or not their eugenics is leaving them Lebensborn/
I'll even scorn your relatives and make you all slaves/
Slowly kill you all off and take a piss on your graves/
Cheers to Ted Danson. I'm the lyrical Charles Manson/
And this is hip hop's Helter Skelter so lock the doors to your mansion.
eboyd be getting all super lyrical and shit LOL!!!
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I just finished writing 3 tracks for my EP to so I'm drained of my lyrics for the moment 