YouTube Cypher, Vol. 3

(Verse 1: Dax)

Yeah, yeah!

Back from the dead to reclaim my sh!t (Reclaim my sh!t)

To the studio, straight from the Crypt (Ha)

Locked, loaded, and I'm fully equipped to hit sick as a b!tch (Bow! Bow!)

Can get cut in his limbs while I flick my wrist

I'm 'bout to moonwalk on it- this a walk in the park, I'm doggin' it (Yeah, goddamn)

Got bars like a gym, this light look close, I don't even break a sweat while squattin' it (Woo)

I took off just like a rocket ship- this beat's like Steve, I'm hawkin' it, cosmologist

Not from Earth- if I beam down and rap, you might as well put some white chalk on it

My rhythms got rhythm, my flows got flow, I rep that six, OT, TO

That's three times two, that's two plus four- this dog's a god, reversible

Shoutout to Tech, that tour was dope, Krizz Kaliko taught me the ropes

OG reversed, that spells out 'go', which I must do now on my own (Ayy, ayy)

I can't stop, I do the opposite- when it looks like I'm on the bottom, I'm really on top of it

When they all thought I left, I was right in the heart of it, I can't help but to think I'm the hardest with

Scientifically, I'm lyrically infused with the godliness, I don't want to say it, but they've never stated the obvious

I am the ominous- if you think that I am a human, then show me the documents

If you think that you can compete, I admire the confidence, I don't have a sliver of pity exuding my dominance

I don't wanna hear an excuse or your stupid accomplishments

And all the sh!t you do to repair, what is weighin' on your consciousness, I don't wanna-

I don't believe in spirits, my gifts come straight from the Lord

He made my skin so damn thick, I can use it to sharpen swords

This rap sh!t was just a hobby when I started to get bored

And now my bars all boomerang, just like the hammer on Thor

I tight rope on this beat; when I rap, it's all core (Woo, y'all hear that?)

I'll upload it to Pornhub after, on 'hardcore' ("Uh!")

I can't sleep if they sleep- if they sleep, let them snore

My work speaks- if they can't see, then I must and will do more

It's Dax!

(Verse 2: King Blitz)

King Blit' in it, bit'

Look, look, look

Anybody wanna try me, I dare it, tryna get a sample? Let's clear it

I whoop yo' ass like where the **** are your parents, nigga?

Kill you, then bring your parents back together like marriage, split 'em

Flowin' aimin' at your brain, what that mean? Eyes detrimental

You cats more like kitty litter- know that I'm a dog, I hear the whistles

I'm runnin' with this game, catchin' plays, I'm too official

In order for you to beat me, literally have to provide me the instrumental

And even then- look, look

I'm ridin' my own wave, when I step to the mic, I'm killin' this sh!t

Real as it gets, must be bananas, and don't get caught slippin', I peel with yo' b!tch

Hearin' them talkin' like they want the smoke, but you need a crowd, like this sh!t a joke

Oh, you a comedian? Might need a special, I heard you were special, like give him a note

Causin' damage, niggas can't manage this, second K.O. today

Smokin' on cannabis, realize I'm still that nigga, huh, no mannequin

They panickin' amateurs, all of my haters buildin' a colony

Really don't bother me, **** your apologies, follow me, follow me, follow me, King!

(Verse 3: Ashtin Larold)

Heyo, I'm back- hi, Susan, I hope you remember me!

I been trainin', waitin' patient to unload all this energy

I'm an OG in this scene, feel like I been here a century

I could die right here and now and I would still leave a legacy

Don't play with me in this industry, you not with the sh!ts

I took a break from writin' cyphers and I wrote me some hits

Then people acted like I sold out or forgot how to spit

But I'm back with my ****in' arsenal, unloadin' my clip

They say I turned into a mumble rapper- mumblin' how?

Just 'cause I wrote about my life, you say I'm mumblin' now?

I'm just provin' I'm versatile with my style and sound

I'm underground, but I put these other rappers under the ground

I'm profound with all my lyrics, legendary with melodies

Powerful with my spirit, unbreakable to my enemies

Been here since day one, you are not on my level

Some things won't ever change, don't **** with the Jersey Devil

(Verse 4: Ekoh)

Yeah, I know I made some noise when I stepped onto the scene, 'cause all these kids rappin'

Started actin' pussy, talking shit, guess I'm a bitch magnet

I'm on some ski mask sh!t, everybody hit the floor (Aah!)

**** rap, when I'm on tour, I'm holdin' up convenience stores

Let 'em know that I kill it with the flow, and the dude's super dope, but I haven't got a cape yet

I don't even got a big boy job, but I've got big dreams and a big boy paycheck

I know don't nobody wanna say sh!t, download skill like I'm pluggin' in the Matrix

I been doin' work, never gettin' a vacation, back on the grind, every time it's amazin'

I just gave birth to greatness, named it 'the bar' and raised it

Music so sick, I bet you wish that this sh!t was contagious

It's crazy how these dudes be gassin' up on instrumentals

Think you're indestructible? I'll break your sh!t like Tesla windows

Yeah, I just came back to shut you b!tches up

I'm Disney Plus, like all your favorite sh!t just got rolled into one

My mission done, I'm doin' all my own stunts like I'm Ethan Hunt

If I'm not in your top five, b!tch, then you're missin' one!

(Verse 5: Crank Lucas)

Crank Lucas, baby, DMV sh!t, let's go

On mothers

Monotone medley; I rap like I'm sick of it

But my bars harder than Chinese arithmetic

You ain't subscribed to Crank Lucas? Boy, you sick as sh!t

How you ain't hip to this? My name is ubiquitous

I got the power in these streets, I'm the plug

Got a safe with forty-mill' stashed underneath a rug

It'd take two hours to dig it out

I got your chick cummin' so long, she still squirtin' while I kick her out

It's 2020, I been rappin' since the ninties

At this rate, I'ma be rappin' till I'm ninety

DC-born, and PG-raised

I'm at the one on this cypher runnin' PG plays

I'm the rudest but truest Lucas you ever seen

You the messiest, zestiest nigga, a whole queen

I'ma drag you out the game, my name is getting bigger

'Cause I rap isosceles circles around niggas

(Verse 6: D.I.L.E.M.A.)

Yeah

You already know what it is

I break 'em up the same way I break 'em down

I go crazy bar for bar, alcoholic on a pay day

Music stuck in my head, like I advertise for Ray J

It's psychological to have these minor goals

Dig deep, flip that, you'll see mine are gold

That green will make them slide off top, get wild, Gumby

And the four will waste you and lean you back like Al Bundy

Yo, Crypt, I got you with a masterclass for the students

One call, that's all, I suit up like Ken Nugent

YouTube vers' the machine, you know that we go realer

Let it ring and you gon' catch it like a Robokiller

Been in the field, so, they sent me to kill and pass the bar like Jimmy McGill

Still with the real, like a dark room, don't attempt me to film

Words nice, hands match, Mr. Rogers open

Uppercut will tippy toe them, like Bow Wow posin'

Shoot my shot once I pull, Jordan hater, **** the bull

No jammin' on the one, like Stevie Wonder and Theo Huxtable

(Verse 7: Carly X)

Look

The name is Carly X, by the way

Hah, look

I think it's time to let 'em know just what the **** it is

Crypt passed me the ball- ain't no runnin' back, but I'm runnin' sh!t

Came to set it off just like Cleo- yes, I'm a gunner chick

You weak rappers can't stomach the bars, 'cause I be guttin' sh!t

Welcome to the slaughterhouse- walk in, you ain't walkin' out

If you love your kid, don't bring your son, don't bring your daughter 'round

If they want the beef, they gettin' cooked just like a quarter pound'

Trust that ain't sh!t sweet 'round here, y'all rappers watered down

Huh, okay, I'm petty and gorgeous

Let me inform ya, I don't gotta show my ass for endorsements

Y'all chicks is borin', I be grilling rappers up like a Foreman

Then I turn 'em purple and blue, just like they play for the Hornets, I'm buggin'

I'm from New York, we just don't Milly Rock on any night

Flow so cold, I'm killin' any mic on any site

Top five- if you can't see that, the I.C.U.'s where you'll sleep at

I ain't Jamaican, but this murder she wrote is by CX, sucka!

Yeah

(Verse 8: Feral The Earthworm)

My goal is to be well, I don't care what people say

Don't have anything to prove, to put it simply, I'm okay

I'm healthy, my life has meaning, killin' it financially

Make music every day, get to chill with my family

I'm free- not just physically, but mentally

I live an existence that's minimal 'cause this makes sense to me

I don't tweet much, this cypher gave me anxiety

I've never been the type to try to get the public's eye on me

Yet, here I am, ****in' walkin' contradiction

Always on the stage like some overconfident musician

But, often, my ambition conflicts with the inner hermit crab

A yearning for obscurity vers' the urge to secure the bag

Abstract survivalist in the ocean on a canoe

That I rhymed into existence just goin' off what I knew

I'm loyal to my supporters and try to honor art's integrity

Because I respect the poor and honest more than fraudulent celebrities

This is the biggest internet break I've ever gotten

Crypt, thank you for encouraging me to push past my anxiety

(Verse 9: Samad Savage)

I'm ready to say the inescapable truth, I'm faithful to prove

That they know cable abled fakin' the news, they play with the youth

As they pull hateful takes, display them to you, like hang in a noose

Unstable a-holes aim for names, then they shoot, then blame it on who?

Emcees, when they wanna conceal the heat, and do drills, be real, it's to kill a beat

Imitate the films we see and be ill- but chill, it gets really deep

We spill a soliloquy as we heel the week, make 'em want to still believe

That we all will achieve through our skills, the dreams, you instilled we keep

On the back burner, prevail, rebel like I'm Nat Turner, speak Braille, 'cause it bump

When you feel it in the slum of the village where I'm from, they go Dilla with the drums, even still, I'm really young

But, got no fears, only fear almutakabir, show beard

Like here's my goatee, only right they want to put me in the G.O.A.T. tier, go here:

You could find me in the cut on the East side in a mean ride, giddy up like "Yeehaw", 'cause the inside

Of the Porsche got the horses, of course it is gorgeous, the form put it all in the back, and I'm strong with a bat

And I'm armed with a gat, get along with a "Grrat!" When it tap, your face get changed; Snapchat

They sigh for your cypher, my side for decipherin' rhymes when you rap, haha!

Skoodwidit!

(Verse 10: 100Kufis)

Uh

Now they know that we plannin' somethin', the planet is hittin' the panic button

Try calling my poker hand if you think that this man is bluffin'

It's nothin' to make you fold under pressure, nevertheless

Something special extraterrestrial specimen, got professors lecturin'

Tryna decipher my message, dissectin' by milliseconds

I lyrically kill a record, I'm feelin' reckless

Use the microphone cord as a necklace, I'm so aggressive

The beat is my choice of a murder weapon, they know I'm reppin'

The 5-7-0 when it's time for a show, I rhyme with a flow that's toppin' the chart

One click got 'em sick, like Kufi the sh!t- you lil' sh!ts poppin' a fart

Get shot in the heart from a shot in the dark, when I ride through your block in a shoppin' cart

My saliva is similar to molten lava; y'all should'a knew I was hot from the start

Wanna hear some scary sh!t? Y'all better take this serious (What? Yeah)

Of course I got the force of a thousand horses pulling a chariot

.40'll pop yo' cherry, b!tch- lyrics so delirious

When Crypt had sent the beat, I know the world was 'bout to hear this sh!t

Kufis!

(Verse 11: Futuristic)

Sheesh!

Yo

Let me start it off- if you recruitin' troops, then you should call 'em off

These rappers talkin' hard, but they sweeter than bowls of H?agen-Dazs

Sick; I think I caught a cough, caught a body, caught a charge

I'm the plug, always was- look at how most of you started off

Never need a bodyguard, look how they lookin' up to me

Every time I shake a rapper hand, it's like I touched my seed

I puff the tree, get paid for appearances and I cuff the fee

I cut they feet, they get Kunta Kinte'd when trying to run with me (Woo, woo, woo)

I'm quick as ****, could come off the top like a pickup truck

My lights is always on, you can tell from the way I switch it up (Uh)

I got a girl, I used to **** b!tches, never kissed a slut

So, when you ask me what I'm doing, my response is "Nuttin' much" (Sheesh!)

Punchlines is like uppercuts, not from Logan Paul (Nah)

I'm talking 'bout the ones if they hit you, they would'a broke your jaw (Woo)

Back to the rap sh!t, I needed a break (Hey)

I see my mistakes, still on the rise, the king livin' great (Hey, hey, hey, huh, what?)

Woo!

Sheesh!

(Verse 12: Merkules)

I was fifteen wit' a big dream, tryna figure out what to do, I was empty (Ha)

Now, I'm simply the best emcee, got the industry goin' through a frenzy (Ha)

Nobody dope with the pen like me, leave a blood stain all over your fresh white tee

Gotta go for their throat, so I'm at lightspeed, like **** fame, you don't wanna test my reach

Who's next? Want beef? Get addressed by me (Ha), **** around and hit em in the L-I-Ps

You can S my D tryna flex like me, with these kinda bars, we expect ID's

Try to end my streak till the TEC-9 speak, yellin' 'ABC', I'm an XYZ

Y'all slept on me, so I felt like we should finish what we started till you rest in peace

It's a million and one, and I'm still on the run, get the chills when I kill all these children for fun

Every lyric's a drug, are you feelin' the buzz? Everybody want smoke till I fill up their lungs

Oh, you thought it was a joke? I'm as real as they come, got a half a billion views, and I'm still in the slums

In the Matrix, red and blue pills on my tongue, had to kill switch- ill sh!t, deal with my crumbs

Unmatched with the energy, ain't nobody ahead of me, I'm beheadin' my enemies, everybody a centipede

If anybody thinking they ill as me, I'ma let 'em be deaf, and I got pent-up aggression from the Hennessy

The pen in me is not no friend of me, but eventually, my YouTube views keep provin' my legacy

Y'all fall back, I'ma do what I'm meant to be, I hit 'em so hard that they losin' they memory

Ain't nobody ****in' wit' the kid right now, I don't even really wanna hear y'all out (Woo!)

Take a look around, I'm the sh!t right now- everybody else need to sit back down (Hey)

(Verse 13: Crypt)

First off, lemme start this cypher by sayin' we run this sh!t (b!tch)

Cypher spitters representin' like the Senate in this b!tch

Cypher four is on the way if you just give me a bit (Yeah)

But it's a shame that some dudes had to ruin their chance at it (Yo)

'Cause when they ain't get picked, they start to diss and hide their bars in remixes

I got a law degree in this, there ain't no ****in' bar I missed (Nah)

They only diss 'cause they know it's an opportunity at hand

But when this opportunity knocks, he'll be sh!ttin' his pants

Damn, it's kinda funny, the second that I make amends

Wit' all these people from my past, I got new enemies in (Haha)

From here on out, if we got beef, then that's happily ever after

'Cause I'll only bury the hatchet in the back of a rapper (b!tch)

All you b!tches all bark and flaky, like a sycamore

Heart is tellin' me to stop, brain is sayin' "Sick 'em more"

I'll chop you down to size, like my name was Lizzie Borden (Chop!)

I'll give you rigor mortis, leave you stiff as a board (Chop! Chop! Chop! Chop!)

Then, I'll grind you into paper and write my diss on your corpse

But this diss is a certificate of your death at the morgue

Oh, Lord, stop me, I be so obsessed with snaggin' bodies

It's a hobby, probably show up at your door and get to knockin' like, knock-knock-knock (Oh-hoo!)

Everybody wanna try to be subtle when dissin' until they get caught-caught-caught

Then they be actin' so innocent in my vicinity, b!tch, you'll get pop-pop-popped (Ha)

Then the mother****er gets dropped-dropped-dropped, don't nobody come and take a shot-shot-shot (Aah, aah)

Then I get to laughin' like, "Ha-ha-ha!" Then I'm gonna grab the mic and spazz like I never had done before (Aah)

I know all, like the Hat from Dumbledore

And anybody comin' at me, know I'm full of madness, and I'll beat you bad until your ass is numb and sore (Haha)

Check the scoreboard- (Why's that?) never took an L, that's for sure (Yep)

b!tch, I'm at the top, I'm your lord (I am), but you at the bottom, like a floorboard, facts (Yep)

Take this L, hold it well, and don't you fight back

'Fore I leave you with no life, and I don't mean Shaq (Look)

(Verse 14: NoLifeShaq)

That's tuff (Yep)- man, I'm finna go hard (Hard)

I got a couple fans watchin' and they here for the bars (Bars)

I got to a million (What else?), and they say it was luck (Luck)

Now, I'm almost at two, now, they screamin', "Dat's tuff!"

Finish that, man, finish that on the beat

Crypt say I gotta eat, so I gotta kill 'em (Kill 'em!)

Shaq always been a real one, so they gotta feel him (What else?)

And I ain't ever switch up since I got a million (Nah!)

If we talkin' 'bout makin' that Skrilla, one of the realest (Ayy, ayy)

To ever get to a dollar, never get in my feelings (Nope!)

Concealin' all of my weapons (Huh?), put 'em up in the ceilin' (Yeah!)

Don't make me call my gorillas, banana clips get to peelin' (Brr-ow!)

I'm NoLifeShaq, respected well in the game

Slow it down, coach, dat's tuff, y'all know my catchphrase

So, respect my name, and don't you dare try to soil it

Or I'll put your ass next to Ja Rule in the toilet