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August 28th, 2021, 02:45 PM
#316
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Re: Rhyme Cypher
I asked the pretty young lady "can I stand behind ya?",
She laughed, declined n said I'd have more chance of tryna travel back in time to the 80s n selling Thatcher's Cider to angry miners,
Short n cheeky, so I put my hands beside her n gave her a wedgie til I split her batty riders,
I like spreading the word of seatbelt use to passing drivers,
So I make up safety films like cellulose diacetatic fibres,
Lead vocalist in a Jewish pop band a la Pass de Khyber,
I'm Mohammed Hoffman - we are the Pakisteiners,
Excuse me mate do you have a lighter?
And a cigarette? And can I tap a fiver?
I came to get mashed like a maris-piper,
You get baked? Got skins? Bud? And a grinder?
I document horse shows to attract vagina,
Illiterate Italian, canter writer,
https://www.nationalgeographic.com/a...oscopic-shapes
Electron microscope image of an active virus that looks like maracas attached to spiders
Next Rhyme: matching gooch
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August 28th, 2021, 07:43 PM
#317
Re: Rhyme Cypher
juice stack like the decks but i ain't dressed in matching gooch
last time i made the news i was ragged as some bad ass blues
ya'll looking hairier than some dog walks leashed to the goat
talking long sparks large arial parks overthrow popular vote
crow hawking ones where they binge like hard sharks on a kilo
take it out jawing with wicked hard knocks like cards and cee-loes
getting it snuck from jam jars on this jellied crud with a smelly slut
while some sam puppies belly up with their little leggies tucked
cars screeching mean streets' helicopter skid marks clean sweep
tongue in cheek like a hot bitch deep on her dream streaks
young'n ain't celling out your phone's dead like selling out
so think a second if for the stage ish you're forcing homeruns
switch course too quick and look at my gift horse grow guns
never now, smoking big piffy lakes keeping the devil drowned
give them the sniffly shakes getting down like the delta towns
from some gorilla mist and helter skelter shrouds around
clouded up my clout loud and flowed like a kayak to a sound
homies done sweated to clowns and unknown wisecracks,
bet, meet tyrant, it's too easy to title but i'm an old son of a rifle
marching down like twylla the hun battling godzilla for a relevant rival
next rhyme: wired like weed packs
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August 29th, 2021, 07:50 AM
#318
Re: Rhyme Cypher
i'm liver than a freezing snap, sending me higher than tree saps
holding fire then leaning back when i'm wired like weed packs
my entire empire is a giant that grabs the tap and cleans traps
smelling like the bean flats left your spleen splattered on sweet snacks
please pass the p's i need that diabetes part three with my piece back
jesus gave the boys peace but i'm here to reap it with the g fam
back to back i bring it out like a cop with a dildo and cock rings
act up and i'm making you stand around looking for your car keys
get shook and i'll earthquake until your socks stink like slopped shrimp
white boys always look up to the sky in hot wind, they're thin skinned
staying gunning for islam but they can't handle me one on one with a gun
i'll have their chest shot open like skinheads doping up with heroin lungs
next rhyme: shooting the ball
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August 29th, 2021, 12:55 PM
#319
I like hamburgers.
Re: Rhyme Cypher
Men cum in y'all
From Winter until Fall.
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August 30th, 2021, 08:21 AM
#320
Re: Rhyme Cypher
doctor steak you don't rhyme you just make lots of mistakes
i'll heartbreak your girlfriend if i stopped and ate her pasta plate
you're a lobster face with your claws still taped and water's boiling over
but i'll knock you straight while staying harder than a coiling cobra
Next Rhyme: Maximum Carnage
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August 30th, 2021, 02:37 PM
#321
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Re: Rhyme Cypher
You think you’re better than Steak, like salmon and partridge.
If Steak’s getting served you’re the salad and garnish.
I’m bumping The Roots... your crew’s ramming their arses with carrots and parsnips.
I’m an arrogant artist... this is battle rap bitch, it’s a natural advantage.
Your whole damn image is massively tarnished, I’ve got shine like a lacquer of varnish.
Bare flaws... I should leave your body wrapped in a carpet.
Where you bin Bags? these others got content that’s trash and it’s garbage.
I get so high I feel like I’m crashing a starship.
I’ve come up through a passage of hardships, packing a cartridge since the sacking of Carthage.
Next rhyme: Olympic competitor
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August 30th, 2021, 06:45 PM
#322
Re: Rhyme Cypher
i ain't sly and sleek i check the sheet for you clinical regulars
you'd think i'm better but i'm just as good as you and et cetera
like your wedding ring, you're pulling it off your fingers
your unintelligent propaganda is like advertising on tinder
grabbing for the cinders and you'll burn up like a singer
you don't need to be bi-lingual to know you'll need interpreters
i can shoot the shit with criminals and steal the wig off a senator
bet i'll lay the smack down on any olympic competitor, even wrestlers
next rhyme: drunk tonight
Last edited by ChyllTyrant; August 30th, 2021 at 06:49 PM
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August 31st, 2021, 01:46 PM
#323
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Re: Rhyme Cypher
Yeah I’m getting drunk tonight, and it’s fun to write a bunch of shite that’s unprecise.
Uh, imprecise. Whatever.
I’m getting so drunk tonight I can’t function right.
I’m drinking Russian white with Muscovites on construction sites.
Shit’s cold. tundra-like.
I popped to a London pub for a couple pints, of rum and ice, and woke up in fucking Canada, by Humber Heights.
I ain’t come to fight, gave some cunt a fright tryna open champagne with a hunters’ knife.
I ain’t come to fight, was tryna realign your underbite and that’s just polite.
I get so high, shoulda brung a kite. I get so high I could run a flight like the brothers Wright.
I got blunts to light like Uncle Ike’s.
Downing Jagermeisters like it’s just to spite the hundredth reich.
Ay, I got drunk tonight, then I put on knuckle dusters and I swung a right so the judges cite the punch was spiked.
Next rhyme: ivermectin
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September 1st, 2021, 04:40 PM
#324
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Re: Rhyme Cypher
I feel like I'm dying bredrin,
Just had a massage n now life's perplexing,
I thought I'd leave happy, that why I went in,
but I ticked the wrong box & got a violent ending,
Roll on me askin questions & he'll die for testing,
Look him in the eyes like I respect him,
See myself, then the flash from the 9 reflecting,
Drew blood out his dome, couldn't stop Head Lice infesting with Ivermectin... Lice,
Something you don't wanna get like invites to weddings,
I'll get my friends fiance drunk, pipe the Sket n thus avoid the need to come up with lies to tell him instead of "fuck watching you & your wife connecting",
I'm a competition grower winning prizes vegging cuz I arrange the lettuce perfect like I'm nice at spelling
Next Rhyme: Hard to believe
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September 17th, 2021, 03:47 PM
#325
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Re: Rhyme Cypher
Bag? Ay, where’s your partner Bleez?
I’m calm as a breeze, sick as SARS and a sneeze.
I raze the art to debris of the Parthenon frieze.
...Jeez.
Fuck their bargaining pleas, I ain’t barter with thieves with Harvard degrees passing decrees. Obama agrees. They tryna sell us the stars and the trees like that shit ain’t already ours to perceive.
Yeah, it’s hard to believe.
They put calves’ gastric acid in Parmesan cheese.
We gon die out, along with the last of the bees.
And it’s hard to believe that we’d rather deceive and pray there’s a god who can grant a reprieve.
So much blood spilled, I hope their heavenly father’s appeased... and it’s hard to believe any karma’s received. Jesus? I’d sooner pray to my carpenter Steve.
It’s hard to believe, some complain that a mask makes it harder to breathe; I can’t mask my contempt when they pass the disease.
Next rhyme: gastric acid
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September 17th, 2021, 11:46 PM
#326
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Re: Rhyme Cypher
Catch me cooking up in a rancid lab with suttin refluxing like a fat man's gastric acid,
I once spent 30 minutes trying to catch this rabbit, got fed up n just kicked it like a nasty habit,
At some point I've got to start rapping spanish,
Or waste 5 grand of Enrique Iglesias hispanic ad-libs,
She said, "Damn it's massive",
I replied, "That's it flaccid",
Send bitches back to Tinder described as "badly damaged",
It's a shame that most girls rated above the national average bangin standard come with emotional post-traumatic baggage,
They tell me "you're not romantic" and it's easily countered cuz I once had a wank in Paris,
Macho man & a randy savage,
I'll kick the cabbage patch kids off their patch of cabbage,
I made an advert for my recycling master class it's currently being air mailed to my neighbour in a plastic package
Next rhyme: Mormon Saviour
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September 18th, 2021, 01:27 PM
#327
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Re: Rhyme Cypher
I’m into LSD, like a dyslexic Mormon saviour.
I drink wholly spirits, can’t stand water’s flavour.
It’s wild when I take the piss; a call of nature.
Shit’s fucked up like anal fornicators.
Cold, like, I can’t afford a glazer.
Leave y’all schooled, like, shoulda wore a blazer.
Get dropped on your doorstep like the morning paper.
Bet your life, like, there ain’t a smaller wager.
Most won’t be ‘missed’ and I reign like water vapour.
I got a cellar full of former neighbours, all complainers.
I’m a porpoise trainer and my bath’s a performance chamber.
I laugh in the face of enormous danger like it’s all a caper.
Took a knife to a gunfight, shoulda brought a sabre.
That’s light, like the sword of Vader.
That’s light, shoulda brought a laser or some sorta flamer.
It’s tight like tryna store a freighter in a small container.
I regret stuff I’ve done for dough, like a remorseful baker.
I break the law; the laws of nature. Fuck a born-againer and their flawed creator. The lord’s a traitor. The devil said “you’re raucous ain’t ya”.
On some mythic shit since the fall of Phaedra.
Stoned as a gorgon gazer.
I got more weed than all Jamaica.
I ain’t play-right like Norman Mailer.
Yo, uh, there’s Irish politician called Seán Ó Ceallaigh...
[Insert dope punchline I’ll have thought of later].
Next rhyme: catch a breath
Last edited by Virbius; September 18th, 2021 at 02:50 PM
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September 20th, 2021, 04:36 PM
#328
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Re: Rhyme Cypher
That was fresh fam respect,
I'll never trust a tap dancers rep after seeing how fast Adam Lanza steps,
Baisee a la tete, spinning rappers heads,
Til the revolution kill em like Marie Antoinette,
I tell a yokel to go suck a bastard egg,
It might set ya back tryna back ya set,
Wire ya tits to the mains 30 amps a pec,
The electric avin you, the Eddie Grant effect,
Send em all numb without packs of meds,
They could have just asked instead,
I'd turn up, percs in hand like castanets,
Tryna catch a breath but my plasma's F'd from crack n meth, 8 balls, Q's, and the rest,
Got to my mensa exam half smashed to death,
Turned up 20 minutes late n still passed the test,
Shoot a nonce n spin off like Pastor Jeff,
I jack criminals but stay neutral n jack the feds,
Cuz I'm not for either side like arachnid legs
Next Rhyme: Sensimilia
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October 1st, 2021, 06:38 PM
#329
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Re: Rhyme Cypher
I smoked til my white walls were rendered sepia, my chest was wheezier, I quit smoking sensimillia coz of emphysemia, now I bake it in cakes and it’s hella easier.
(It’s called emphysema, I added an ‘i’ to make the sentence breezier).
(And speaking of unnecessary ‘i’s, now I’m getting sleepier).
Ay wait, my phone’s ringing... “How are you doing? Yeah cuz, never steezier”.
“Yeah, yeah, I got the Lebanese and the lemon cheese for ya”.
Ah sorry about that. This forum’s fucking dead like necrophilia.
I get skets wet like I reject Ophelia.
I talk more shit than the western media.
I’d happyslap a respectful senior.
I synthesise drugs with the best ingredients so the effect’s immediate.
To write this dumb shit, I gotta suppress the genius of my perspectives previous, coz my wit’s so slick I’d perplex Polybius.
Next rhyme: taxidermy
Last edited by Virbius; October 1st, 2021 at 07:36 PM
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October 3rd, 2021, 04:25 AM
#330
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Re: Rhyme Cypher
I rap it qwerty,
Upon seeing a nice female I grab it firmly without worrying too much if my hands are dirty,
I've had several experiences attracting girlys cuz I mastered the way of the orchid mantis early,
Fuck birds at Mach 1 so when I bang it Hertz me,
When I stuff pussy like taxidermy I reach the end of the climactic journey shouting "cusping, cusping, fantastic mercy",
Before I stopped drinking sometimes I'd have to Jersey,
Everything good for you is shit or they'd sell cabbage slurpys,
If there were 300 winners on 21 and my mathematics serves me right (300 / 21) - 0.1 the next answers 30,
The gambling industry is a disease, cancer, lurgy,
And every Von Bahr none of em can have a swirly
Next rhyme: Leisurely Wank
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