The Multi Cypher

[Halftongue Dre]

sky fallen fire comets stifle an empire to hide in darkness/ among the caves n rocks calling out to them "fall on us"/ the Lords wrath so find your posture with armor on it/ survival in the onset battling, canceling the nostrum/ no medicine effective enough the handle this problem/ causing us to fall into a pocket of pondered thoughts conjured/ to the forefront wandering as the martyr opted/ walking farther into the hardship harvested as the wallop/ hits us hard enough to go off the edge about to fall in/ to the bottemless pit opened up, smoke in a column/ as it rises up an army sent to do the will of God, torture all who don't got one/ the seal of his approval upon their head become a sitting duck for 5 months/ but still they'll refuse repenting, relentless not to find enough/ reason to help cope with the stress until time is up/ hoping for death only to find none growing with dread climbing up/ to the ledge like why fight it bruh?/ cuz you can..

[gutawafang]

Cuz you can be the man, I'm the man for the job
Don't fret, join me up, make a stand or you stop
Complaining why dollars make the world round
Making stacks, you forgot you made a girl frown

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[Halftongue Dre]

darken the hidden rituals harkened
a martyr pictured as the target hit
marked him withered and tarnished
hinder his walk with God pondering
why it is that this is where he gets
harbored inward with scars frisked
up n down no direction the energy
to remember the pissed side of it
sensors n memory shift to the end..

[ShadyOnFire]

(first time doing this, so this could be a trainwreck for me)

I spend my time thinking of rhymes to no end
I use my pen as a fully automatic weapon
It spews words that will make you wanna call it quits
I give you crap, but I ain't taking no shit,
I'll take your insults and flush it like your fuckin' dead goldfish
I'll drown you in your dishwater till your bubbles stop poppin'
I'll even duct tape your lips to a water jug and tip your head up in the store while you're shoppin

[Halftongue Dre]

scary tactics
but could you handle
waving around a battle ship
backwards
grabbing it
aggravating a vandal know how
to just go and slap you
turning the other cheek
mask hanging half sideways
everybody looking at you
begin to freak
like sneak around the back
but don't creep
keep fighting skyward
you gon fly someday
just stay away from the spirals
going downwards in a tunnel
funnel aspects attracting a tidal wave
fight for
your life and dont crumble
humble enough to get corrected
but you dont listen like your
head is off n twisted
a screw loose on the loose
when lippy dont listen
try for the stars
mimicking triplets
the worse thing you could do right now
so dont piss Him
off man, it just ain't worth it
sober up, keep fighting, a keep your promises
instant re-play
in your nikes hiking speed leading
a herd of ostriches fleeing
the scene in some moccasins
trotting with the stomp when
all of a sudden you squash one
cause your so big
no one knows who's lost it
before the orders were put in
homage to God when
I feel like Im fallen
but not this time
cause I'm crawling up from the pit with
my palms on my mind
losing my wits trying not to fall in again..

[gutawafang]

Go downwards through a tunnel
Throwing in the towel
Fuck the constant vowels
I'm a huge ass owl

[Arabian Shady]

Huge ass owl

Wash ya mouth, your words sound foul
vowels and consonants make my stomach growl
whoosh and whish, spit to the drums *badamtish
sit back relax and let these chicks lick and kiss

[Supershade]

Lick and kiss

I slit a wrist till I flip a switch
Blood gushes and I hit a bitch
A slug touches and stitches give
The rug munches all the shit and piss

[Halftongue Dre]

a jungle creatue unmuzzeled to eat up gumballs
trick or treating guzzle a liter of dust in a tub full
leaking dirt struggle with please don't release ur
mud palms squeezing out all the ease in neither
your paws nor these ones begin to weasel word
keeping up with the pummel beating you bipolar
learnin how to keep calm while trying to fight fair
bleed drops like a donar on welfare findin closure...

[MistaVijilantee]

#MultiGang

[Halftongue Dre]

Rappers ass's in a diper handbag
Matter fact it requires a backpack
No basket to handle em latched to
A laugh at, me the family, glad that
Y'all got tinicles those tentacles out
Ready to grab some one, n smash at
The bad guy, after he lashes through
Half a crew after refusing to drink it
Hallucinating a blood bath while at
The fountain of youth peeing in its
Surroundings, bound to get attacked
Yelling I hate homos again, you fags
Maggots don't even talk like that!...

[space_bone]

walk like that. act like it
away from all them factor fact
to tall heads up
tale of tears falling hard
release. no her cracked

[EvryOnesACrtc]

No her cracked? Don't know what that means/
But I'm a motha fuggin' crack fiend/
Who'll dress up like a drag queen/
Agree to being tag teamed/
leave you with a cracked spleen/
And run off like a track team/
The things I do for smack; I need a motha fuggin' vaccine/
And this was just a wack scheme/
Sorry for wasting your time...

[Halftongue Dre]

the bigger brother come to witness, a vigil lantern flashing rhythms, off a soldier..
martyrs slaughtered for the cause, ripples crashing battered, hard to forge one..
horror the author feeling cornered n bothered, not a bastard, Father hold us!..
show us the Potter, your idea revealing hands of art the way that you mold em.

[Halftongue Dre]

talk about whats real
in my life I feel
lead with my head
always fighting uphill
somehow done spent
half n a seven
of the last months
licking up these pills
meals like deals
chilling willfully against my will
spilling all the beans
seeing if it don't get me killed
still feeling the need
screaming believe in Jesus
needless to say I will
release a lisp spittin
spoutin yelling
shouting out my gills
to this mountain
drowned in the sea
cause I ain't going down
heels clackin the back of a vacuum
cleaning up shop
getting dropped
from the balcony
cause I'm getting caught
always looking down
telling myself
it'll be easier
to keep my head up
but my chin is too heavy
for this frown
with major punch appeal
I doubt its a clown
season to the future
features of a drought
face set like a stone
seeking through the creed
attaining seed to plant into the ground
the soil of hearts feeling tarnished
from the get go
the garbage found on a schizo
when it sells
nails to a coffin
torturing the martyr
take apart the field
jumping flag banners
nurse wheres a shield
cough it up
sealed polish
demolishing the wheels
spinning tires..