Freeverse Cypher #5

Lyrics

[Intro: Token] Yeah! Cypher 5 And this marks one hundred free verses And it feels good as a motherfucker... Hehe Shyea! [Verse 1: Token] Homie, we did it! They said we wouldn't do it But, mothafucka, we did it and we coming to get it Jump in the bin and suckers are wishing none of us finished But they be trippin' because we be different than others who did it My team coming to get it We hustling with it Now we watching dreams come to fruition I trust in my clique and all of our wishes None of us getting up to the feeling of team love every minute We the truth to rap We ain't talking 'bout shit we ain't doing yet You ain't fly, bitch, you're plain–cool your jets You ain't shooting TECs Only TECs/texts you shoot is to your friends When we be getting confused and stressed The remedy's melody–music, yep It's enemy left with serenity Fellas who step to me best be immune to death! [Verse 2: Trey Peace] I-I let a verse out then I reload Once a month, gotta meet up with my PO Green comes after hard work like Ceelo Want a mill' in their faces and I ain't stoppin' if I see those (Waste, waste) Waste my time, I don't do Checkmate, you've got no moves The patient ones, we wait it out Then finish the job on our own two My inventory: stock-piled Am I Lucifer's spawn or God's child? Dulled out, dumbed down This generation's too docile You live for this image As if all these riches will fall from the sky to reward it But listen, that isn't the life that's worth living You clearly forgot what's important [Verse 3: Composition] People like you never work this hard You heard these bars? Lemme reverse I know you get a bit hurt 'Cause I be getting it first, and you be getting it last And you'll be getting a spurt You'll be grinding I don't give a fuck about timing Put in the work and the stars get aligning Kid is just shining, I live it to find it You don't support, then don't support it Then don't get behind it, ya bitch! Yeah, and stay off of my dick Pardon my lips, put my heart in my shit In the dark, I'm gon' shine So it's all on my list Stay calm, kill y'all Y'all be balling y'all fists with the anger Fuckin' with me spell danger Savor the fruits of my labor Can't say it to my face? See y'all later, straight up I could give a fuck about a hater [Verse 4: Du-Karan] Survival of the fittest When push comes to shove We see them weak niggas trippin' I ain't tryna be a critic, but the juice beats You count down the digits I'm imploding your mind from a listen I'm living in a dope-dope prism You lack confidence Now you won't pull the trigger *gun cock* *gun blast* Huh! Now when your mind gets slimmer, there's a tide Get thin and buckle down to get bigger I ain't got no f[?] I'm like "Fuck them niggas!" Motherfuckers know better It's Duke for your mind Fuckin' up with mine My endeavor Combust in time [?] and we'll shine My influence much clever Ha, I do it better [Verse 5: Token] Feels like yesterday, I mean it I was still BDG, Comp's name was C. Mitch Hope and Dayo there, too Trey was teaming up with a microphone He was waiting to begin Trey and Dayo had the [?] to create and achieve it I ain't lyin', I didn't think we would make it–believe it But they weren't takin' no for an answer They dropped it without telling me Fuck it, that was motivation we needed That's love! It's been that! Look at all those videos, hard work from Dayo to film that If Trey got his eye on a goal, he gon' get that Comp been my closest friend since then Duke been like new family and no bullshit Hope is my dude, he support to the fullest There's nothing we can't fuckin' achieve! I love all my fans and I love all my team! [Verse 6: Trey Peace] Listen, we rep what we came to invent A rose from concrete: that's my team And we kept moving step after step To arise from the depths Only grind, we don't rest Put our mind to the test For these measures that pleasured the masses Said we'd do it and then made it happen Five cyphers later plus one hundred tracks It's surreal but this only was practice Sure, it's a bit of work, writing the verse But no songs would be here if the mic wasn't first I thank Token for that plus he mixed every damn track He's too dope with the craft New thoughts for shots time and time again Shout out to Dayo, the man behind the lens Add Composition and Du-Karan And the cypher's complete To good times, it's Peace! [Verse 7: Composition] A hundred–I'm talkin' a hundred verses In a hundred weeks, you askin' what's the purpose Scratch the surface Pin out these mothafuckas who stay consistent Talking down We all been through this shit I see with the vision like look what we built I told myself I ain't gon' be a statistic I'll be here forever Yeah, we on a mission Quiet, man, y'all need to listen He's so insistent Nah, he's been grindin', he's been consistent Sitting through bull shit will never be weak or submissive See my position, we lead and we listen No need for decisions, mind made up Trey see his PO, if we all go, they gon' violate us–too dope Don't talk like you know, you don't! (don't) [Verse 8: Du-Karan] Niggas, they can see your truth through the bullshit It's Glass House, nigga, we got the blueprint If you don't feel us, we'll be a nuisance In a playlist of the music you get high to Use it, abuse it Main attraction with the music or muses [?] Yaga know like Dayo, the cool kid Catch a fade by the talent of a smooth lens I keep on talkin' (Token), Trey find peace Composition's now spoken Hundred free verses, intricate wordplay, and curses Earned a place in the urn, we give purpose We killed it! Navigated the roost to destroy this! Cypher 5! Glass House!