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A Farewell To Copper (Produced By: TapDaddyBeats)

Tapdaddy Cypher Submission for 0902621

Hook:
I'm just trying to reach my goals, keep on my toes/
The least I know, tell me, can I live/
To each his own, the streets and stones/
Proceed along, tell me, Can I live/
To keep my focus, be in the moment/
And reap what I sow tell me can I live/
To compete in flows, and beat who oppose,/
The least I know, tell me, can I win/

Verse1:
Off the top, my dad be on my head like a hat/
For good grades, but vocabulary that's where it's at/
In rap there's various ways I can Dismantle a track/
At school my freestyles be magic like abracadab/-
Rah, it Be magic like Orlando in fact/
Bruh, I have to battle this Lewis kid after my class/
Come, been writing in my note pad spectacular raps/
Just to roast Lewis bad, get at'em with facts/
last names Surgioni if we add and subtract/
The the first syllable of his last name attach to the back/
"Huh" Of  his first name it spells Lewis-Sur, "That happens to match" 
This doofes'es lame stupid face, his acne is bad/
It's a tragedy, that I can syllabically rhyme away/
Basically for you Fred, what I'm trying to say/
Like the Count Of Monte Cristo inside his Cave/
Is Mark has lines for days/ think about it...

Verse 2:
Yo where is this Lewis Sur from? Huh? Who'da thunk?/
This guy raps about packing pistols and shooting guns/
When the fact of the issue is, you'sa bum/
The only thing you got that pops is bazooka gum/

Proof is When that girl tried to rob you for some/
Milk money, and What he do, he'd run/
Home and tell his momma, her loser son/
Has bitter bones diluted do to illusive calcium/
His momma replied goofing out load with a/

"Do I have to speak go to your class mates an mingle/
Before her week blow makes your whole face a sink hole/
Momma will so take a succinct hold/
 Of that broad and lay sis (laces) out like Ray Finkle"/

Alrighty then, almighty pen, I'm metamorphin/
with metaphors of metal zords to go to war with/
They can sever your limps, deport them/
 to four different coordinates./
It would be an unsolved mystery to America, wherever Lew's corpse is/
 Just wait until the storm hits/
I brainstorm with enough raw force it/
could lift Noah's ark up from the floor it sits/

It is glorious, I asked my physician's opinion for what is/
the metamorphosis of the force I grip/
And he reported with "Inside your organisms.../
According to this you have an abnormal dense,/
enormous rich, coursing gift of midichlorians/

They Had A Blast Part 1: Can I Live (Produced By: TapDaddy Beats)

Tapdaddy Cypher Submission for 101021

Fred: Man Mark, you really slayed Lewis...
In relation, I got a perticulatly important question to ask.

Mark: What's up Fred?...

F: If I would so happen to surcum to the evil perils of which mankind think of as death... Could you immediately go to my house and delete my porn folder?

M: Fred, I'm so virtuous, my heroism knows no Bounds.
I ever told you how lightning fast and efficient I am at Do-goodizm?

F: You can start by do-gooding real word...

Verse:
Mic check 1, 2 I'm a hero/ 
no need to fear bro, everyone in here knows,/
You can look up to me Fred, like where stares go/
If your in the basement, and I'm above in the stair well.../ (literal)
If you should happened to fare ill to peril,/
before I'd wish you farewell, Fredrick I swear I'll/
Break in a window climb into your Parents home/
And delete that folder, only after I mirror a clone/ (for me)
I'm so heroic, brave, yet stoic/
If I seen a fragile bird in a cage, I'd open it/ (yep)
I'm so quick on my toes it's often appropriate/
To say it's Unlikely I'll ever be caught by Covid/
So quick, if I entered alcoholic rehab programs/
To compete with others to rediscover a sober ends/
Id leave those other fiendish drunkards in the dust I'd go in/
Lacing up my runners bucking the rush tucking toes in/
They'd show me those 12 steps then I'd go win/

I'm a beacon of greatness for you to see we can make it/
"Losers" I could have defeated you's in this race Inebriated/
I'm so immaculate at playing these hero game when/
Ghost Is happy with how he smeared every place red/
With blood I'll bring buckets, help him clean up the pavement/
Some hand out coats to impoverished, not me I hate it/
If see a hobo out in the streets, to greet I say this/
"For 20 bucks would you please let me hit you in the Face with/
A pot pie?", "Sure" with the strength of Popeye I believe he ate it/
After I alleviated his hunger pangs he appreciated/
I a bid him ado, he walked off when/
I allotted him to go buy booze (boo's), and he applauded/
As if I was the one who watches the watchman/
Only if I'm going to rescue a Rolex from a coffin/
It would be a crime to bury this, weary old/
Larry doesn't need to know or read a time zone where he goes/
I'm thinking what would Jesus do in this scenario/
He would say sell your wares and gold at a fair and go/
Follow me on this marry road, bare the oath/
What if I gave Larry's old, watch to the very own/
Prostitute at Mobile looking for John's to fairy home/
She could exchange it for, dividends making more/
Put some in the stock market, hit the bodega store/
Spending the first night with her children since they were four/
She prepares them what they crave, what they'll adore/
Billy after the prayer first, he welds the  forks/
And samples something there, he's never felt before/
Mama, mama. I need to know/
This Raman, what are it's ingredients in this bowl/
With tearful eyes She replied with just one embolden word... Hope./

F: thanks Mark your like the bestest friend someone could ask for.

M: Now whose not using real words...

F: I meant goodest as an indirect insult to your vocabulary.

Jepo: Alright kids, get to class.

Fred: Yes ma'am.

J: Bye...

They Had A Blast Part 2: Stoic Heroism (Produced By TapDaddy Beats)

Tapdaddy Cypher Submission for 102421

Ok Mark, what's on your mind... 
Maybe if I just write the thoughts down, I can wrap my head around it.

Verse 1:
Can I really make my father proud now with this path I seek/
Actually, if I could just happen to be down for my Family/
I keep having these same dreams how What's the pattern mean/
Am I not good enough to be loved this doubt it nags at me/
What if I brushed up against a bout of random calamity/
How would I react I mean, could I withstand and be /
The man I think I am and keep or be trapped beneath the debris/
Succumb crushed complete, death an I meet in  this tragedy/
Or would I run panic leave just up end an abandon flee/
those I love most or will those I love the most abandon me/
Face it Who knows the outcome of those we can't foresee/
Ill probably Blow it like mom's old sleep apnea machine/
They say What doesn't kill you makes you stronger, scabs to see/
But what doesn't kill could also maim, disfigure amputee/
We're all just animals staring at each, famished to eat/
The fact of the matter is we spite is all's a travesty/
Was Lewis right about the battle we- had am I mean?/
In rap you have to be braggadocios attacking their Vanity/
Or you're prone to get roasted exposed shown as a casualty/
Examine see- what does my broken moral compass have for me/
People want to hear tyrannical narratives Rhyming with arrogance/
If I were to say punchlines I carry I let fly like marionettes/
I cook up in the lab All kinds of various Science experiments/
No animals were harmed at the time in there I was writing this/
But I went inside intent to hit the lab harder than Michael Vick /
'Ra!'

My neighbor Joe's a dog trainer, he might go flip
If he heard that come out of my own lips his right thrown fist
Would probably hit me harder than I hit the lab, yet the cycle persists... 
Can I just say "Joe it's a rap joke, to emphasize how I write so sick?"
Even in context or out of, I don't know what the right move is
Yo, but I know this...

Verse2:
This very concept goes against every embodiment that I am/
If it wasn't on beats, but in public, what would be my defense/
I'd be labeled a monstrous, criminally inclined  convict/
What if I were to adopt a new mind set of what hip-hop is/
instead of misogynistic, narcotics, combined with violence/
What if my correspondence was more in line toward my conscience/
I could tell huge topical stories with innumerous options/
Any dumb stupid idea that pops in- side my human head I pen/
The only stipulation I got is to make it rhyme complex/
Add continuity, through and weave combine the threads/
Between the music we dutifully outline find the best/
Style that's unique supersedes the writing process/
who knows what'll be hopeful will find our success/
Can I live I guess in time we'll see, provided our best/
I can't wait for tomorrow to run this scheme by Fred/
He has the most comprehensive analytical genius yet/

And You know what Mark, I think it's going to be Ok...

What up Tee?
Your dog was hit by a U-Haul?!

Oh man, alright I'll put the bat signal out, get some of the fellas over maybe play some games. It might cheer you up. Alright I'll hit up BK on the way, text me whatever you want... Anything you want... Under 10 dollars.

They Had A Blast Part 3: The Introspective Plan- Demo- (Produced by: Tapdaddy Beats)

TapDaddy Beats Cypher Submission 110721
Mixed by altruistic: Cryptic X

Bryan: Dang T's dog Copper really got hit by a U-Haul?
Mark: Yep, like a modern day milk truck
B: Shame, and we're gonna cheer him up by playing games with him?  Is he even any good?
M: No, absolutely sucks.  Let's just let him win...
*Crickets*
M: Yo, what do we say when someone answers the door?
B: something like "During your time of grief, I'm really glade we could get with you all."
M: Dude you can't say U-Haul!

Intro:
Yeah, the plot thickens
You can't continue to dodge this street fighter compition forever 
Man listen....

Chorus:
M: I'ma hit'em high
B: And I'ma hit'em low
M: I'll kick'em to the sky
B: I'll send him to the flow
M: You'll witness his demise
B: Death'll grip his soul, whoever's got next...
M&B: Pick up your controls

Mark:
He sorts picking through character porteriat  pictures/
which of I'll gorge kicking a corpse with core Systems/
No matter which he endorse, he's picking the poor victem/
I'll send to the morg commission the Mortician/
About to go a mano a mano he can't be/
Using Guile in the corner huddled down low and camping/
This buster's holding back and ducking like Donald and Daffy/
thinking I'm gonna fall for the jump in attack please.../
I handily defeat his Guile he peruses the field/
He chooses Akuma and soon he was Losing his health/
a fireball he's shooting then we'll, he uses Akuma to tel-/
A-Port to the other side of the room confused where he failed/
You see while I evaded the projectiles movement he delt, 
this doofus goes straight stupid and hadukens himself/

Cryptic -X
Key in the ignition, Drive on the transmission/
Don't matter the system, crossplatform is the norm/
Scoring on this fool like my last name was randall/
Mark my words Colten cant handle this damn ball/
Gonna get it in my Fennec did hit him with a/
What a save 3 times again again/ 
im born to win wave dash to tap into action, juggle past you like Pele in fact im/
The only rocket shootin off in this league/
Double jumpig and boosting scoring points it would seem/
A balls a ball and if you drop one then you dropping them all/
Was Tap's controller on at all?/

Jinx
I got the living room looking like gambling den/
I got Jeff betting wedding bands on the weakest hands/
Tap daddy daddy really oughta pull out/
Already got a full House and he's down to the girl scouts/
Judys getting paid from some old maid/
Got Colton yelling go fish,/
but he's betting pocket lint and goldfish/
If i gotta choose a fighter I'ma pick Blanka/
And stun lock ya what a shocker/

*Round One*
Populus:
Next Baraka and Kano fighting in a Volcano/
My moves they erupt battling in the 1v1/
But he spams, no fun/
Knock him out, he's done/
*Round Two"
Hit'em with a spine burst/
Lava come up, yeah that burns/
War banner come down/
Bbab that's how it went down/
Seeing Tap cry was a *Flawless Victory*

Fred: Oh man, it's Miss Jepo!

Miss Jepo: I brought a pie. Oh you're playing video games, aw yeah, get wrecked!

Jepotastic:
Hey kids, it’s time for class of a different sort/
miss jepo in the house - for a schooling less droll/
follow your dreams but ya dreams of winning abort/
then i’ll tear you to shreds with precision control/
i’ve trained in wushu aeons greater than your age/
my martial arts got my reflexes honed quick/
black belt weekend warrior time to take the stage/
come meet my “spinning bird kick”/
I’ll quote you some inspiring Beowulf now/
The epic we started but haven’t yet ended/
“And the ancient heirloom Unferth permit thou,/
The famed one to have, the heavy-sword splendid/
The hard-edgèd weapon; with Hrunting to aid me,/
I shall gain me glory, or grim-death shall take me.”/

J: That's a Sonnet all over your face! Hey, GG... But GG Shakespeare!

M: You know what's another name for TapDaddy? A button masher!

They Had A Blast Part 4: Game Day [features to be named later] (Produced by: TapDaddy beats)

TapDaddy Beats Cypher Submission for 112121.
(Mixed and Mastered by Cryptic-X)


Mark: Alright Fred while I got you on the phone, we're going to do a motivational exercise. A call /respond sort of thing  Just ask questions and follow my lead.

Verse 1:
How are you at spitting them bars? "I'm Great at it"/
How are you at dealing some cards? "I'm Great at it"/
How are you at fixing a car? "I'm Great at it"/
How are you at picking guitars? "I'm Great at it"/
How are you at constructing a beat? "I'm Great at it"/
How are you in public with speech? "I'm Great at it"/
How are you with brushing your teeth? "I'm Great at it/
In fact it is something to see the way plaque gets/
Destroyed should be a degree I'm great at it"/
How are you at cleaning up in the streets? "I'm Great at it"/
How are you at plucking up some weeds? "I'm great at it,/
practiced on  grand dad's land, he'd pay cash then"

Hook:
It's the next episode where we step in the mode where it's, all good/
Feeling fresh in my clothes about to head to the store and it's, all/
my best friend on the phone and we living on the globe where it's, all good/
Every minute that we go the potential is unknown and it's all... Good/

Fred: Mark, the color of your teeth makes me suspect you're maybe not great with a toothbrush... No offence.

Mark: None taken, Fred that's not the point, you just say you're great at something to feel better, it's positive motivation, try it.

Verse 2:
How are you at dealing with flaws? "I'm Great at it"/
How are you at dealing applause? "I'm Great at it"/
How are you with science and laws? "I'm Great at it/
Even quantum mechanics involved? I make it happen/
Can you invent time travel, in theory change the fabric/
Of time You just have to ad-just space and matter/
 and fold it in half just like a sub way sandwich/
Poke through, an astral project displayed patterns/
It's all 1s and 0s at the end of grey Data/
And how they subtract and interact play in practice"/
Wow Fred fabulous math, a great tactic/
"What more can I really say man I'm great at it"/

Fred: Man Mark that does feel good. Right now my temperaments through the roof. You know who else could stand to have their spirits lifted... T.

Mark: Dude, Fred you're so right, I'll get a hold of him right now! His parents just got him a apple cellphone.

Mark: Hey Colton, I know your live on Twitch, but Fred has a great idea.

Fred: Whud' up Tee

Mark: To boost your moral, I'm going to say a line, and after line with enthusiasm you have to say, I'm great at it.  You understand, let's give it a try it.

Just How good are you in Ableton? "Hopefully Tap says: I'm Great at it"/
What about the card game Pokémon? "Hopefully Tap says: I'm Great at it"/
What about goals in relationships? "Hopefully Tap says: I'm Great at it"/
Would you say your the favorite son? "Hopefully Tap says: I'm Great at it"/
Did you just say I'm great dad It? "Hopefully Tap says: I'm Great at it"/
I know your the tab daddy, but he's the Jedi master/
Your his Padawan to follow his step guide after/
Just keep moving ahead to the light path heard/
How are you at applying his rules? "Hopefully Tap says: I'm Great at it"/
How are you with tying your shoes/ "Hopefully Tap says: I'm Great at it"/
Are you a good beat designer? "Hopefully Tap says: I'm Great at it"/
Lastly... How are you at Street Fighter? "Hopefully Tap says: I'm Great at it"/

Mark: Alright buddy, I hope that was a success. Speaking of unadulterated victory. I was thinking about last week, and there's this audio clip, that reminded me of our game day. Here check it out.

THAB Part:5 The Call And Response Motivation Technique (Prod. TapDaddy Beats)

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