Enter the Cypher

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Termanology] Ayo Slay, I need the cover of the next Straight Stunting With two model honeys, throwing money and puffing I used to breakdance in high school with my cousins And threw grefeety on the wall, [?] motherfuckers I'm a hip hop god [?] [?] Got the KRS-One flow, guns on my cover and the way I rhyme sound like I'm Pun's little brother I be running through blocks with a bunch of mobsters and robbers Totally confedent, I can stomp you into a coffen A problem from Bostin, from Harlem I be pumpin Making the fellas mad, cause they mommy know I'm popular Looking ass bitches, shout the homie Casody I spit it [?] too quick for cameras to capture me A masterpiece, nothing less, how I rep, yes Rock on [Verse 2: Chris Rivers] First off, I body any tracks with any raps [?] heavy straps, I bring [?] back [?] when I challenge rappers [?] acrobatics Chris please [?] 16's Have you patched up if you interveen Don't test, I strike harder than a protest [?] Juto chop, I'm supernova like [?] Spit burns, you niggas lighter than a [?] Who the top dog? It's Chris [?] bitch [?] tryna save my city [?] Chosen from the the hood, leade my people to the kingdom [?] only soldiers where I stood Where I stand I shall remaine, [?] rhyming [?] Kay Slay and all you niggas that [?] my name Rivers! [Verse 3: William Young] My lyrics are diabalical, my spearet is [?] [?] All lyrics, no gimmics Nigga I finish I Shock ya, I C-Murder, No Limit [?] You cross over like you was [?] turn styles Show me a [?] [?] to a rainbow Man whoever saying they're number one, just lie I'm number 1, 2, 3, 4 and 5 I be lieing if I really say I wrote that line [?] quote that rhyme I was selling crack inside of the drug spot [?] William Young, everybody know I am a true gunner Ain't nobody reppin harder than me as a newcomer [Verse 4: Papoose] I'm mersalous, put the work with this You never heard an MC spit a verse like this From the Earth's abis, with [?] So your dry snitching ways are so [?] When I get the erge to spit, call the nerses quick You need antibiotics, every verse is sick Far from an asshole, but I disperse some shit Your mama must have been a dog, cause she birthed a bitch You deserve a ditch, you a worthless prick I would spit in your face, but you ain't worth the spit Best things come to those who wait, they done [?] You niggas been watching too many [?] commertials Beat you till you black, blue, blind and purple Goes around comes around, you gon die in a circle You niggas on parole, if I was tryna hurt you I went in front of your crib at the time of your curfewa