Entry for Cypher 44 in r/makinghiphop
This week's theme: House Party setting
Lyrics:
gotta mix a bit of weed and brews weed and brews
pour up the shots Imma need a few
to get me started now the week is through
its time to party like tomorrow ain’t a thing we knew
about no doubt like gwen stefani we out
not so much to make it rain
but put an end to the drought
playin pong make it rain
then I win off the bounce
see a girl on the dance
floor checkin me out
she’s a hotty with a body and the way she sip bacardi 
out the bottle got me praying that she’s supa dooper naughty
I walk to her sparking conversation now we’re talking
hope she got good brain like a summa cum laude
some nights I would relive some I smile and regret
nights I won’t remember with the ones I won’t forget
some nights I would relive some I smile and regret
nights I won’t remember with the ones I won’t forget ever mudafucka

Nights I Won't Remember

Lyrics:
I rhyme like a twisted mind of einstein has entered me
and I guarantee no square emcee will equal my energy (E=mc^2)
when I cook melodies dope as blue meth amphetamines
mine are the ones that knock I’m walter white with the chemistry
of rhythm and the witty rhetoric
i ain’t met a kid who’s spit it better yet
off top shits hot like a lit cigarette  
bugah bugah like a chicken with its head
cut off is all that I’m getting when i listen to your spitting 
going scottie pippins in all of your writtens 
even when your scoring your bull shit just isn’t jordan
therefore your shit isn’t important
the witnesses that get the wit just shit there drawers when
I hit triple double entandres get your endorphins
coursing killin emcee infants this flow is abortion
I’m a wolf amongst sheep (sheep) I count on y’all for snoring
on me like goldilocks after eating me porridge 
but the end of this story is more vicious and gory	
as I rip thats bitches head off then I pickle and store it

Papa Bear:
who the fuck do you think you are goldilocks
coming into a bears house, eating their shit
breaking their furnutire and then just curling up 
in their beds. You’re the dumbest bitch alive and
now you’re gonna get eaten

(sample of girl screaming at the end is these two chicks arm wrestling...its hilarious look it up)

Goldilocks (alternate ending)

This weeks cypher theme is memories of hip hop, so here are mine

Lyrics: 

It was christmas back when I was 16
feelin gifted when I spit a 16
for the first time after I had hit green
like phil mickelson accurately chipping
after we were tipping back either gin or jack
I found my addiction to improvision rap
2 years passed then I picked up written rap
witch I am wizard at
bitches tom riddles back
and I’ve been known to slither in
to a bad chicks britches after riddling 
at the party at penn state
ethan makin beats on djembes
focused on rittalin
I miss rappin with Erv
and all the other homies who relaxed and observed
I’ll never stop rapping man that is my word
more than a hobby its a habit that relaxes the nerves

More Than A Hobby

http://www.reddit.com/r/makinghiphop/comments/2twvov/cypher_vol_4_2015_all_emcees_welcome_to_spit/

This week's theme: "Nostalgia/Childhood" 

Lyrics:

sometimes I wish I was kid again
funny at the time I was wishing it would end
transport ya thru time like we’re shifting in
the delorean dr emmet was sitting in
we arrive in the 90s and I’m kicking it
on the soccer field, the kid's dribbling
in the classroom, the kid's scribbling
not really listening, in the back giggling
cause he lacked rittalin 
didn’t pay attention now he’s in detention
teacher’s wanna smack that ignorant
smart ass on the ass but I always got a lickin when
I got back from my dad you could bet the kid was wincing when
ever I sat 
but I love him for that
owe all that I am 
to a hell of a dad

and I could never go back
but I like looking back on a hell of a past x2

Hell Of A Past

http://www.reddit.com/r/makinghiphop/comments/2vgli8/cypher_vol_6_2015_all_emcees_welcome_to_spit/

This week's theme: "crew love" (interpret as you wish)

Lyrics: 

we roll up as we ridin 	
I control the flow like poseidon (x2)
handling the rock when I’m rhyming 
droppin three pointers on point like a trident
the tide is 
higher when I’m spewin the fire
my crew and I are
high as meg ryan and tom
atop the empire
sleepless weekends and I see that’ll
break the bank makin it rain like seattle
dollars never wasted
when you drop it getting wasted
takin shots of alcohol 
no chaser can’t  taste it at all at all
sip all this liquor til we trip and we fall
don’t hate it cause my cliques sicker than yalls
sexy women with me flickin pics of it all
we call that crew love
you do you cause
we do us I thought you bruh
call that crew love you do you cause
we do us we don’t give a fuck

call that call that that crew love crew love
you just do you and we’ll just do us (x2)



Crew Love

https://www.reddit.com/r/makinghiphop/comments/3gmmgg/cypher_vol_32_2015_all_emcees_welcome_to_spit/
Theme: Dirty Money

Lyrics: 
dirty money 
Got you so fresh and so clean
andre Benjamins 
give you big boi self esteem
boy I've been frank with it (ben franklin)
From the beginning kept it 100 
other rappers really fake tryna get bank with it (I)
really don’t think they get it (I’m) 
just steady tryna break into several memory banks
But they never give they never give the necessary credit
Theyre just tellin me thanks (for comin
Like a gay bank teller thinkin I’m a nuisance
cause they can’t hang got em nooseless
overheads like a toupe cause I balled with the worplay
lay pennies on the track givin em my two cents
popular tracks got a train of thought 
about as ratchet a train of thots
causin your brain to rot
I hate the way that they train our thoughts
to make the guap 
whatever just weather the heinous costs
just keep foldin paper like an origami addict 
and roll up dirty dollars like you’re sniffin coke off of the porta potty that is
Dirty money Yea Dirty Dirty money yea 
Dirty money But I need it so I’m gonna grab it


Dirty Money

www.reddit.com/r/makinghiphop/co…_welcome_to_spit/
Theme: No theme

Lyrics:
Why are you writin
what is the reason
You feel the need to move everyone with your thoughts
like you were practicing telekinesis
What is your purpose
What is your thesis
I am so puzzled with the bigger picture cause when I put together some of the pieces
I get vertigo
Like a merrygo
Round we go round round it gets very old
Still I play the fool
Curly larry moe
And the man who I am I just barely show
And I barely know so I’m digging for the burial
Of my ego and my demons and my hedonistic livin
While I’m spittin hella heat outta the stereo
Quit all the sittin, and waiting, and wishin
hating and bitchin,get some ambition go make a difference x2


Talking to Myself

https://www.reddit.com/r/makinghiphop/comments/3vzj7c/cypher_vol_49_2015_all_emcees_welcome_to_spit/

Theme: Who Are You?
Lyrics:

Growin up I was the one disrupting the teacher
No wonder they labeled me as an underachiever
But that is truly accurate, every class I was slackin in
Especially after I started puffin the reefer
But I still made the grades and killed the SAT
Then I went to Penn State for the best dang three
Years that I’ve had to date, all the sex that I had was great, 
and I’d rap all the time, its easy to see why I didn’t graduate
I went from GA to PA, tryna get my BA
D’s brought me back to the A like a relay 
Now I wait tables for the paper every day
To pay back loans from that ho named Sallie Mae
I realized, I can’t fuck with a 9-5
gotta figure out who I am and what makes me feel alive
But I can’t get caught in the matrix
So I’ll make like a dominatrix
To life dominate and fuck her for the payment payment
I gotta dominate and fuck her for the payment x4



My Story

https://www.reddit.com/r/makinghiphop/comments/4bjqat/cypher_vol_12_2016_all_emcees_welcome_to_spit/
Theme: Late Nights

Lyrics:
Used to sip the liquor 
But I switched it up to water dude 
Used to chill with lots of people 
Now its solitude
That I prefer, hit the reefer periodically 
But honestly when I decline your invite it is not a rude
Intention that I’m sending I swear
If you ever really need me in a second I’m there
Its just lately I’ve been changing rearranging my life
I just spend my time differently late in the night
Getting hella faded to escape but call it celebratin
Had to renovate it in the basement getting meditated
Slow my mental pace its really getting regulated
It tends to let me rap it clearly watch me cellophane it
And hopefully you understand it
I’m just tryna find the reason why I’m on the planet
If you miss me when I’m gone yo the fact remains
You could come pay me a visit in the astral planes x 2


If You Miss Me (prod. E-Doble H)

Mixed by @Alliswe11
https://www.reddit.com/r/makinghiphop/comments/4kvwdg/cypher_vol_21_2016_all_emcees_welcome_to_spit/

Theme: Disease

Lyrics: 
Spittin toxins they thought that the kid had botulism
Attack the beat like a rabid possum a shot would rid him
Of his rabies but streptococcus inoculations
aren't enough to stop the spray
When I hawk and spit bubonic plague and
I spread it to Reddit
Kinda catchy and I hope that you get it
Cause I got what you need
Like insulin to a diabetic
Another W I'm seizin like an epileptic fit
Your entries seem to me to lack the epinephrine
Necessary so just keep on writing like a secretary
Cause my writtens are untouchable like lepers said to carry
Bacterial maladies, Back to the reality
I'll never get a platinum plaque or even salaries
For the grooves that I am making as an art to vent
But you can't help it but to move to em like Parkinson's

Dis Easy (prod. MC Gingy)

1st single off of upcoming album "Closure" 

produced by @beet-farm-assist

featuring @chriswrightotj & @allhailthemagicponch

recorded & engineered by @jbwatson

artwork by @chriswrightotj

Lyrics:
I can’t see a reason why you shouldn’t seize the day with me
Carpe diem I’ll dm you the detes of the place to be
Basically the day is beautiful 
I want you to know
We can do together whatever you think is suitable 

Lets go skip stones by the river
Lets go get stoned by the river
Got a little a bit of bud and a one hitter
Take a little puff when we under the
Shade of a blossoming tree
Rays of the sun playin off of the leaves
With a soft little breeze on the face
So amazing it seems that I may be lost in a dream
And you’re lost in your thought so it seems
Baby girl lets not overthink
Or try to label this relationship
The laziness just take it in
We’re layin in the grass
Lookin at the clouds
As the shapes and the faces pass
We point then we name em and laugh aloud


Ponchö’s Interlude

Chris’s Verse

and I think of the form of your body long after you’re gone
you linger on my mind like the catchiest song
or the scent of your skin on the shirt I was in
and the weather is great so could we do it again
we could go for a hike
or maybe ride bikes
but I’m down for whatever ya like
lets take in the sights
til the day turns night
got a feeling like I just I just

I can’t see a reason why you shouldn’t seize the day with me
Carpe diem I’ll dm you the detes of the place to be
Basically the day is beautiful 
I want you to know
We can do together whatever you think is suitable

Carpe Diem (feat. Ponchö & Chris Wright)(prod. BeatFarmAssist)

2nd single off of the upcoming album "Closure"

produced by @grei

recorded and engineered by @jbwatson @devirecords

artwork by @ibr

Lyrics:
When I wanna be in my zone
When I wanna be all alone
I gotta put in airplane mode
I put in airplane mode

When the door’s shut please do not disturb 
Shut out the shit that do not deserve
The time of day found a state of mind that I can fly away
To when I find that I do got the turb-
Lence in the mind, keep your seatbelt fastened
Cause it isn’t the time, to walk about the cabin
Its your captain speakin we just hit a rough patch and
Keepin distractions to a minimum that is what is
killin procrastinatin dead in its tracks I meditate and relax 
it led to breaking the habits 
instrumental to every mistake I’ve made in the past (and that’s)
why I started livin like the Buddha did
and I got driven not uber less
anymore anybody willin to admit
that my flow growin on ya like a tumor is


When I wanna be in my zone
When I wanna be all alone
I gotta put it in airplane mode
I put in airplane mode

Never watch the news on the TV
Always designed to get a rise out of me but it can’t like ED 
Crime they graffiti on your mind til ya fear its what ya’ll find
no wonder so many blind like Stevie
to the fact that when you watch your TV programs
your TV programs you
playing on emotions like they were a pan flute
makin it difficult just to find the damn truth (what’s the damn truth)
What you input affects your outlook
Gotta look inwards when they output
hate and ignorance on most the outlets of information I ain’t about it
plus I doubt that I need to know
this information for me to grow
into the man that I’m meant to be
so ya know the mode I’m entering mentally

Airplane Mode (prod. Grei)

@glassanimals own the rights to this instrumental, no copyright intended.

Lyrics: 
Boundaries of reality are getting blurred
in fantasy yea and it seems so absurd, as I observe
everything within me, and I wonder if without me
everything would still exist that is around me
maybe its a simulation maybe its a test
maybe it’s a preparation maybe it’s a step
in the right direction til its time to redirect
expect each trough to be followed by a crest
life is a wave gotta read the SINE language
reality is the way your mind frames it
your mind frame is
the biggest thing to blame if
you feel the picture isn’t fitting better find paint and
paint a masterpiece mastering your destiny 
try to master peace capturing serenity
and when its all said and done
your life’ll be a happy memory

And the sun Shines
And the wind blows
And the rain falls
And we all grow
And I don’t know where
I’m going 
But I think I’ll know when I get there

As I wander I’m wondering whether
The world is really sick or just under the weather
In my head I set to fix it but feel like a feather
Blown about by the wind but if we banded together, I gather
With a lot of effort we could rise
Above the mindset that we’re separate and realize
That it’s a lie, we’re connected but divide
over differences and bicker better pick a side
Not me I’m on my mahatma ghandi I’m tryna be the change
That I wish see I know I need to rearrange
Many things inside of me before I see the way
But nows the time to plant a seed before ya see the rain

And the sun Shines
And the wind blows
And the rain falls
And we all grow
And I don’t know where
I’m going 
But I think I’ll know when I get there x2

When I Get There (prod. Glass Animals)

prod. @qreamybeats

Lyrics:
I need that dough like Papa john
Just gimme that cheese that Parmesan 

Went to college got some credits
But I never got a lesson bout what credit is
And yet I got the debt this shit is evident
They never intended to teach us what would let us live 
Independent of the system that they set us in
Go to work buy shit take sedatives
Go to sleep eat shit its repetitive 
stay competitive and barely cooperate
in a dog eat dog world its how we operate 
shadowboxed with the cubicle thoughts 
and found it wasn’t suitable so out the box
Is how I thought til I figured schooling was not
The solution so I dropped out and moved in with pops
I got, no shame had to take a step back
Made a lot of goals and I paid all of my debt back
Setbacks gonna use em like jet pack
And ya know a little bit a dough gotta get that

I need that dough like Papa john
Just gimme that cheese that Parmesan 

All the greedy people really need that dough
But if you wanna eat then ya need that dough 
You need that dough I need that dough we need that dough
All the greedy people really need that dough
But if you wanna eat then ya need that dough 

Give it up one time for the ones working double shifts
All the time over time start to wonder if
It is worth what it costs when you work for a jerk of a boss
Who you wanna give a running kick
Straight, straight to the testicles
Cause he gets ya blood pumping like a ventricle
but its better if ya let it go
even when their shoulder’s colder than an eskimos
just set some goals set some money aside
every check and then the bread’ll grow in front of your eyes
invest in yourself and the rest of the price
is paid when you dedicate the rest of your time
to your passion 
and with a little patience it’ll bring the cash in
to me the fashion in which make your bank is
more important than the actual cash is 

I need that dough like Papa john
Just gimme that cheese that Parmesan

Knead That Dough (prod. Qreamybeats)

produced by @vitativ

Lyrics:
scars that I’ve earned
bridges I’ve burned down
speak of yesterday
tables they turn 
lessons you learn how
to find your own way
and maybe we will meet again on down the road
and I wish I could stay but girl I gotta go
(0:54)my horizons gotta broaden em oh
I can’t abide in the mold
They put me all inside
I wanna find how high I can go
But if ya wanna fly ya know 
Ya gotta lighten ya load
Prune the feathers cut the tethers
Always tryin to slow
The progress, there are obstacles,
Its just part of the process, 
I guess, I just wish I didn’t
have to leave you
but nothin’s ever permanent 
wisdom give ya a pearl of it
while we whirlin around on 
this crazy world like a whirligig
girl I miss when we were a bit
new at this with the nervousness
cupped the curve of your face 
and caressed your skin when we first had kissed
and tho our love has faded, faded
I’m still glad we made it made it 
I just had to take some time to learn to love myself 
Before I can deserve a turn at love with someone else
to all the friendships that have ended and the hearts I’ve left in pieces 
know the hurt was not intended people in your life for seasons
and there are reasons that I had to rearrange
if we never met I know I wouldn’t be the same
man I am today cause I know ya helped grow
maybe we will meet again later down the road

scars that I’ve earned
bridges I’ve burned down
speak of yesterday
tables they turn 
lessons you learn how
to find your own way
and maybe we will meet again on down the road
and I wish I could stay but girl I gotta go

don’t be sad because its over 
be happy cause it happened now

Happy Cause It Happened (prod. vitativ)

produced by @qreamybeats

Lyrics:
Momma this a song to show you my gratitude
No matter what my longitude or my latitude is
I wanna let you know that you’ll always be home
You’ll always be home to me

Mom I hope that you are feeling the love
This is for all the times you were giving me hugs
Or fillin me up with homemade Filipino grub
Your pancit the bombest I couldn’t get enough
Your adobo is no joke ate that like ocho 
Chicken so kickin did ya cook it in a dojo
It is oh so bittersweet revisiting memories
while I’m sittin flippin through some photos
and it wasn’t always picture perfect
but we develop from the negatives
and I’m glad that we put the work in cause
the fams better than its ever been
and I wrote this rap for you up on your birthday
no gift wrap included hope its worth a
replay happy bela-ted
ya I’m sorry for the delay – with

HOOK: (1:26)

This little song that is to show you my gratitude
No matter what my longitude or my latitude is
I wanna let you know that you’ll always be home
You’ll always be home to me
 

And I know you saw your son down
For some time
But your love helped your son rise
Now I guarantee you’re gonna see your son shine 
Lets give it up one time
For every mother who’s been loving to her daughter or her son right
When they needed it the most
Sorry in advance but I really I need to boast
My mother is the best and I wanna raise a toast
For the way that she raised me and now I’m tryna make the most
Of the time that I got left
Sorry that I was a hot mess while growin up more often than not yes
You got a lotta calls from the principal’s office 
coughin ya caught me hittin the pot with 
tim and all my friends wonderin when will it end
will he ever grow up is he stuck in neverland
I’ve overcome the part of me that plays the part of peter pan
Now I know I need to be a man
Mom I’ll miss ya til we meet again

Home (prod. Qreamybeats)

produced by @ibr

Lyrics:
They ask me why ya gotta go
Well I’m tryna trot the globe 
Like I ball from harlem cause I’ve hardly gotten close
To seeing all there is to offer on this ball I’ve grown
Up on callin home mom and pops hope I’ll be callin home
Semi-often ya’ll I promise that I’ll call ya on the road
Periodically that’s honesty its not a joke
But I’m not gonna be the chicken who’s too chicken to cross the road
Stricken with this fear of the other side cause its riddled with unknowns
these riddles and these poems share the vision in my dome
I hope this next little bit ain’t seen as cynical
At the moment not so proud more embarrassed to be American
It’d be great if we made America care again
With empathy for each other to be specific 
But its not my intention to make this seem politi
-clee inclined so let me realign the track back to 
path I’m takin I need to find out 
and discover how other people are livin
and see what’s fittin cause there may be no sequel to livin
So I take what I’m givin and try to make the best of it
Fillin up my glass half empty to the pessimist
Redefine my precipice seekin peace until I rest in it
Never restin until I reach my destiny
And I got my headin set 
My destination is my destiny

I’m leaving on a jet plane, don’t know if I’ll be back again
But I might see you later after my hiatus

My Hiatus (prod. ibrahim)

On a musical hiatus traveling the world to find myself. Might be back once America is done "being great again". Until then, please enjoy the music I have released thus far :)

just trying to move you with my thoughts like telekinesis

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