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The Demon

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Reppin:London, England, United Kingdom

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Length: 32 Lines each

"Whatever you want"



scald	TAKTIK909 Bazooka Slayers	1Plus1Pac	ORyan	Spiz QUESTUNE	Ice Bear Chaoz Theory

scald

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Check. Check it.. This is my long brevity on longevity. And the futility of judging by a felony. We speak the same language, lyrically or melody. Shun the sellout G, live with the loyal men. Ain't nobody wanna be successful then boiled in. The greatest look great because nobody foiled them. But when they fall off they racked with toil and. Forgotten about in the strands of time. The idea remains but not the rhyme. . It hides in the shadow in the depth of the unknown. Peaceful as a meadow still as a stone. Until challenged at the core, then it stings to the bone. Few can stop it, few can see it, few know it exists. Clamping down like an iron fist and never letting go. It protects those who support, no mercy on those who don't. More dehabilitating than the weed I've grown. . Living life like The Three Stooges, got you more caved in than the roof is. The richest life can be the poorest, without principles or computers. No loyalty, only greed, will cost you everything you achieved. All the riches that you had or perceived. Are gone in the flash of an eye, I'm not the nice guy. I won't tell you it'll all be OK. Because there are those who are dead and alive. Those who live life to the fullest and those who are dyin. And only those who fall off or survive. . Discouraged? you should be. You've fucked up more than you could G. I talk to myself and you. Because I'm in this too. You take on too much, but get back so little. Resolve to live life is so brittle, priorities are fickle. No plan, no structure, live every day just the way it goes. Let life make your decisions, don't make your own. This is the hard knock truth, face it or get crushed. Better now than never, better timely than rushed. You're out luck if handling this is too much. Kick you when you're down, you will get touched. I'll get you laced up with bullet holes and such. . Stabbed in the back so many times I don't have one. Livin like a thug without a 19 Glock handgun. No cred, no Impala, I have none. You get kidnapped, who's gonna pay the ransom?. Eternally blue, you wanna cry but you can't son. Encrypt and store your feelings where they can't run. Write a book about yourself, make your own fandom. . Wouldn't wish that on any soul but those who touched the innocent. Or attacked those who couldn't fight back. Get your daily dose of nutrients and minerals. Because you're about to face the protector, who writes raps. If you don't see your demise, your sight lacks. I hope you realise one day you'll get sidetracked. . And I'll be there to find you, to make you pay for your crimes. Mind your own business, but you already did your crimes. Now it's time to serve your time; fuck you up like the Rhine. Pull out your arsenal, this is your last grind. You'll never face up to the justice that is mine. Everything you do is an abomination. On you even a bomb's 'a wastin. Probably livin in your mom's basement. Hiding from those who make you pay cents. Livin out your entire life, measured in your patience. This is the life you hate. Life you give to the people you break. In hell, for you, there is a special place. Where escape is not reliant on pace. . Whereas it is vying for your realisation of your actions. Hoping that one day the weight of your deeds are stacked on. Darker than this beat that I rapped on. Darker than the lives of the poor people you macked on. Twisted their heart then left without a word. One day excited, one day unheard. You want out? Just say the word. Let me show you how your end unfurls.

TAKTIK909

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I am independently owned with the words that I show/I spit rhymes when I am Hi, and even in my lowest of lows/decisions leading the way to another venture/I want more than what the future has told am centered/folded bills in my back pockets I grab reality as a sinner/I am more than soul am a subcategory to a tenor/round a cord tangled mic’s absorbed the passion like it was a pussy and am just another contender/ do you remember? Was it worth it? Hanging up the hoodie, after a day’s work of being mildly ill tempered/the taste of blood was like breathing salt air/living in the Inlands of chopped timbers/twisted blunt tips and nights you’ll always remember/Cold bars let popsicles fill her center/so far off from Kosher I beat the beef and feed it back to its lender! / NO SURRENDER!

1Plus1Pac

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o surrender like put your Flag Up Passing Blunts White trash drunk Smashing the track up
Drop capsules & act up Blasting Trap shit hit the gas until the cops try to nab'us 
Go ahead n laugh it up you'll w7anna grab ya wrist & slash it up 
after i sprinkle some magic dust into ya gal's plastic cup 
have her actin like a massive slut she'll comeback buzzed
with half a cactus stuck pass the lungs until she starts hackin up 
what she had for lunch all over your lap now your boiling mad 
prbably more annoyed that u cant get ya boy back because your the saddest Cuck
playing my past in some checkers while u pull out a chess board or whatever your
Best is w/e press send im still doper than meth on text why would  i need a connect 4
set fourth disses that isntantly get torched ,warped since ive been born get torn 
in two when i split you with the wickedness my lyrics are like bullets from pistols 
that hit you better yet a nuclear warhead 100 some ton missles you'll cease to 
exist specially when i finish the 10th bottle of Guinness get a wrench and beat You 
im a text eating disease looking for some flesh too eat through 
believe you me go ahead step n see you could be the best mc
with a legends pedigree youll still get left headless on a dead end street
im sicker than imred kids with leprosy and i love peddy beef
I dont care if you are a vet ill still poison ya pet with anti-freeze 
get ya clique get'em all against me the last jerk off talking shit to me
ended  up on a episode of unsolved mysteries recalling memories
of how his mom instantly went missing balling miserably 
willingly insane getting lit with my henchmen in the rain
twisted as we do drive by's on memory lane

ORyan

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They say life is but a vapor,  but your faker than artificial flavors percolating in a coffee maker;  Jeff Foxworthy imitator;  pretending your smarter than a 5th grader, sniveling child complaining that he doesn't like cheese being shredded from a cheese grater // I'm that lyrical Voltron, the Paladin of the Word of God the Genesis of a nucleon holding infinity and beyond// the epiphany of distant galaxies spoken as a thought, You couldn't bang a thot, even if I gave you the power of suggestion to be bought//
With nuclear showers of subliminal messages to get your dick sucked// Stranger than Ripley's Believe It or Not, such a chicken cluck cluck//  I dub you with the nickname "Scurrd of Pussy" all out of the open untucked translation still in the closet getting tucked plain to see your a fukin fag getting butt fucked




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Writer
Ryan K Pendley

Spiz

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"scald featuring TAKTIK909
1Plus1Pac, Ice Bear, ORyan, and Spiz"
ight, HOLD YA PURSES, we REIMBURSE THIS where each VERSE EMERGES to CLOSE YA HEARSES, we that GOLD SERVICE, its that COLD CIRCUS, a TOLD PURPOSE of GOALS WORTHLESS, a FOE'S WORTH THIS WHOLE FURNACE, you think you DON'T DESERVE THIS, front ROW'S WORDLESS, OPEN CURTAINS! CONTROL ALL PERSONS, THE SHOW SURGES on your way to hell or heaven, ONE ROAD CIRCUITS, I PEEPED THE "VERSES", "Lord", almost BECAME A BELIEVER, til i seen kid claim as an OVERACHIEVER, No PLAGIARISM but HATE IS IN HIM, i get it, you PLAY THE VICTIM, even a predator aint "able" [Abel] to EMBRACE WHAT IVE WRITTEN, hungry stomach cramps, gut feeling like this is 'CAIN-ABALISM', BEHAVE IN YA WISDOM, that spose to be bars youre SPITTIN?, im the "genesis to your revelation" of bars like a SAINT IN YA PRISON, INSANE WITH THE RHYTHM, visually made to BREAK IN YA BUSINESS, best consider all SHADES OFF A PRISM, if you cant RELATE to how we ORIGINATE LYRICS, dont be AFRAID TO TRUST VISIONS, youll see an ALIEN GLISTEN through inner CRANIUM VISION, not that snowflake RADIO SYSTEM with speakers knockin FAKE APPARITIONS, learn to TAKE YOUR POSITION, its too LATE FOR TRADITION, well i AINT WISHIN for an EIGHTH of mental ENSLAVEMENT CONDITIONS, im AWAKE WITH SUSPICION, an ALIAS on a RADIANT MISSION, so RUN IT UP, im bout to SUM IT UP, holding two THUMBS UP, pointing right at you like TWO GUNS UP, they "replicas" that turned into somethin "you know NOTHIN ABOUT", kid said he "follow the OGs" hes just RUNNIN FOR CLOUT, he call the hood family but the hood KILLING EACH OTHER, so the family he stand for all about BLEEDING YA BROTHERS, the hood is all bout drink smoke HOES AND HUSTLERS, BROKEN CUSTOMERS, the "crack-head" STUTTERERS, a place where NO JUSTICE IS, full of PLAYAZ AND HOES, its called the hood cuz even NEIGHBORS ARE FOES, not the ones "next-dow"[next-door], but every FACE THAT JUST SHOWS, every move has more LAYERS THAN FLOWS, they say they from the hood but the hood never FAVORED ALL THOSE, private companies ENABLED ALL PHONES, so they can trap you in SITUATIONS THEY POSE, it aint justice or no justice, its "live in the most UNSTABLE OF ZONES", assassinated Tuff Gong cuz JAMAICA WOULD'VE ROSE"one love unity for all" wouldve STAYED IN YA HOMES, we losin FAMILY VALUES, brains gettin washed in that FOUL NEWS, cops always stay in them CLOWN MOODS, i aint wit all those CROWD MOVES, society's pimped out and CLOUT-USED, yall been wearin ya "PROUD SHOES", instead of picking they been watching the "CROWN" CHOOSE, scared they'd get FROWNS AND ACCUSED, cuz their TOWN BEEN ABUSED, and won't put up with shit left on their GROUND AND EXCUSED, its all COLLISION, the world is ran by DIVISION, thats right, but they aint takin this out im SCRATCHIN THE SURFACE, PATCH ALL YOUR NERVES IN, YOUR RAP DONT DESERVE THIS, industry artists been SLAVES FOR A PURPOSE, even outside of music they tryna MAKE YOU WORDLESS,they all slaves, i aint insultin you, im OPENING CURTAINS HOPING YOU HEARD THIS before you seen it in flow in this freestyle, dont be MAD AT IT, its a BAD HABIT, im a RAP ADDICT with IMAGINATIONS CAPTURED, dont mean it aint real RAP ITS, the STATEMENTS the SITUATIONS in my LIFE CHAPTERS PLANNED WITH deep thoughts QUICK, i think RAPID on this CYPHER LIST, the FINALIST, SPIZ

Ice Bear

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I'm gonna kill this shit up on the mic when I drop these rhymes// I done told y'all motherfucker one too many times// I don't go for multis cause I don't intend to please// I just wanna drop bars to make you weak in the knees// Distribute these cold cuts like they pieces of beef// Got yo girl on my dick producin mine and yo beef// No hate but this gonna be beyond the test pretendin// These rhymes y'all motha fuckas drop be fuckin pretentious// Definitively up on the mike takin brand new directions// These rhymes are divvied up into multiple sections// This feature got me tryna bleed you out and rape this shit// Spit bars so sick they make these bitches quit// I'll never lay down a supbar verse or bar// Taking out trash emcees near and far// Goddamn y'all so motha fuckin easy// So fuckin gay I "wonder" like ya name's Stevie// These rappers tryna use ghost writers but it don't go over my head// Try to be creative and right your own shit instead// I can Google it, what the fuck you tryna do?// It's like you that we're too stupid to find out 'bout you// A fifteen year old up on this mike somehow destroyin everyone else// Get the fuck up outta here with your rhymes, you're cancer cells// It feels like forever since I last spit quick limerick shit// But if you had a chance you wouldn't spit half as quick// Man, y'all emcees fuckin wack// Take fucking step back// What, you can't handle?// Me, destroyin your shit, a mad vandal?// Pass the blunt, take a hit, better make it quick// My high's dwindling, I need another hit, go buy some more shit// Man y'all trash as fuck, shoulda been aborted// Positivity, negativity, what's the difference?// Can't you figure out what I'm sayin' usin' inference?// Decypher this cypher, I'm not sayin shit, I'm just sayin shit// If you wanna interpret it, go for it// I don't mean nothin by it// If I sold this on a record, you'd probably buy// If I could convince you to shut the hell up and listen// Well maybe then I'd spit some real shit// Until then I'm not makin sense cause there is no reason// Maybe you'll wanna listen and get somethin out of it 'fore the changin of seasons// Yo, I rape this bar like is a fuckin roofie// You guys all suck so bad, you're fuckin' newbies// Is it worth it to fill the box with thirty-two when I'm only at twenty-one?// Probably not// But I'm gonna try cause it's worth a shot// You got it "bad" like hot for teacher but no one's hot// Except us cause we on fire, y'all suck, this cypher not// Kill you and then sink your body in the river like Serial Killer// Hot and heavy murder weapon pistol it's no filler// Man you tryna ride my dick for free votes that's hella gay// Get the fuck up out here if you got nothin to say// And then roll a join kick back relax and fall asleep// Do me a favor, bruh, you fulla shit, go take some X-Lax// Defiance is at it's best let's drop ten bars and fuckin win this shit// Nothin' worth livin for anymore just tryna sing some shit// Bitches retarded, go to Olive Garden and your fat-ass get some breadsticks// You think my bars are pointless when really they some fresh shit// Tell you what, if you can take a walk in my shoes and still feel good bout yourself, then bitch, be my guest// Until then, yo silly ass better wear a bulletproof vest// Cause I'm comin at ya with fire and it's gonna hit you hard as a project on "Youth In Asian"// But you did it worked and fuckin covered Euthanasia//

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Cypher started: January 29^th 2019 at 14:58

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-RED-BARON-

Nice guyz
Rated: 10

Posted on: 2019-06-25 06:35:07

SeventhLetter

Y'all dropped some nice verses, with great concepts to go with them. Keep it up

Rated: 5

Posted on: 2022-05-02 23:03:08

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