Entry for MakingHipHop's Cypher Vol 25 - Beat by @https://soundcloud.com/sleep-r Theme: Summertime.

LYRICS:
Every year I need to visit the seasons
See me win over winter and still it didn’t defeat me
Look up to sky and try give it a reason
Then we come to the "summer time and the living is easy"

In the view of the moon, toe to toe in a slow dance
"The groove that soothes and moves romance"
Fresh prints in the grass, make love in the bushes
I hate to say it but your mum is good looking.

The light fades, a dark sky, obsidian
Wanna save the day like the name’s Meridien
Come undone in under 500 days
Dumbstruck with an abundance of Summer Raes

Fuck the bullshit, you know that it’s time to fight
Smackdown Blownaparte, Napoleon Dynamite
Quit playing games, so it’s no Nintendo
Fuck Summer, I’mma vote for Pedro

La La Land (Cypher 25 -"Summertime")

Summery Breeze for TapDaddyBeats Cypher

LYRICS:
Another dimension of demented emcees
Seems to me to be the season that was meant to be seized
Leaving centuries of sentimental mental fatigue
and it’s mental to be empty of any mention of me

The summer sun is something suddenly seen
So we seek the secrets sweeping on the summery breeze
Sitting under the trees or we succumb to the heat
The mercury is creeping up into a hundred degrees

If life’s a plant, then hard graft is the stem
It’s only me against I, and never you versus them
First you heard me in verse and now you heard me again
Make an oath towards growth, I pledge my word to the end

Read between the lines to see I make you think and make you laugh
Running my mouth can cause hot water, I implore to save the bath
No need for Archimedes to repeat these eurekas
I wish this mystery is enlisted to history cos

Another dimension of demented emcees
Seems to me to be the season that was sent on a breeze

Summery Breeze [prod. by TapDaddyBeats]

Son and Rain Man for TapDaddyBeats Cypher

LYRICS:
I’ve wired my escape and now it’s time to make my getaway
I’ve never met a better place to lay my head and meditate 
...
Fuck that, I’ve had enough so let me levitate

Fly through the sky, see the world below
 As I turn a blind eye to my vertigo 
Oh yes, I could never get sick of this 
You need a hundred suns to melt the wax off this Icarus
  
And that’s a predicament, a depiction of vanity 
As the cracks in my vision, they give a different reality 
It’s a cold dark place, holds our fate 
No emotion so no hearts race

Hope for home now the snow has shifted
Skip the frigid toes and frozen DIGITS
Hit the wishlist, before it’s over and out
Switch the flow as we go for the COUNT:


1ce upon a time I was 2 afraid 2 fly
 But the 3dom that we 4t 4 was 4cing me to try
 If 5 understood the laws of phy6 and the gravity it brings
 It’s 7tually too l8 to take a leap & spread your wings
Whe9avigate the skies, I feel the wind in my face 
The in10sity is tempting me, I’m drifting away
...
I 10d to escape, when the ending is 9
Noodle knew his f8 and he acSEPTed to die
Hear the 6tory from the clif5isited
The 4tune of a 3k is sure to be limited
Of course it elicited more thoughts of a 2ne
Under the sun’s umbra and the 1der of the moon

It’s suddenly silent as we find that the beatZEROver
Done NUMBERlievable deeds but please I need you to keep your composure...

Son And Rain Man [prod. by TapDaddyBeats]

Entry for MakingHipHop's Cypher Vol 20 - Beat by @soundcloud.com/estepaxbeats Theme: Holiday.

Happy August 19th!

LYRICS:
Now let me be candid and make you understand this
I’m acting dramatic, but the matter of the fact is
Everything is backwards, I’m lacking in the practice
It’s a fucking struggle living life left handed

Think I’m being harsh? Well think it again
See the smudges on my palm from the ink in my pen
Watch me twist around my notebook to write at a slant
It’s called a can opener, but actually, I can’t

My ability of scissoring has never been great 
And I can’t read the numbers on my measuring tape
Hockey sticks, golf clubs, get your head in the game
I used a ring binder once, still remember the pain

My fine dining might find you guys whining
Got forks kinda awkward, it’s time to stick the knife in
Elbows at an angle, I reckon it's getting reckless
I’d give my right hand to be ambidextrous

Sinister Manus (Cypher 20 - "Holiday")

Track for TapDaddyBeats cypher. 

LYRICS:
Late of night breaks to light of day
My mind is strained I find I’m wide awake
I gotta rise from laying, try to find a way
Great, time is wasted, my mistake

I raise the blinds, try to take in the skyline
Here to last year feels like a lifetime
Here’s to the rear view: 2023
Make great claims like "New year, New me!"

Eyes digest this mess in the kitchenette
Coffee cup stuffed with the butts of a cigarette
Big regrets and bitter pills to swallow
Deal with it now or leave it till tomorrow?

“Straight away” displaced by “a later day”
Sitting on the sofa next to overflows of takeaway
Sure that I’ll sort it one day soon
As I draw in the fumes of the Monday blues

"Ohhhh see me through these Monday blues
Show me that it will be over soon
Just to get me through till Tuesday"

Monday Blues [prod. by TapDaddyBeats]

Entry for MakingHipHop's Cypher Vol 38 - Beat by Shah. Theme: Self-Doubt

LYRICS:
Yo listen, I can’t spit a quick written
I’m sitting on my lazy ass pissed in my kitchen 
Just wishing I could be hitting this shit with vigour
When the beats on repeat, you know my doubts get bigger

When I write rhymes, I find I get kinda nervous
It actually hurts but that’s not the worst, I’m pissed off
A complexion that’s suggesting I’m dead set for shit job
It’s impractical I’m actually practising hip hop

I'm a middle class rapper with a background in education
I guess that makes me half white, half black and half asian
I can solve any partial differential equation
People always say: "can you please solve this for me, Nathan?"

But fuck it, forget it, I’m fed up, the faces of friends seem to fade in the darkness
I wanna be winning, I'm willing to work, whatever the weather, regardless
Dicing with death and I’m dancing with destiny, casually cutting the cancer that covers me
Sit in the sun and I celebrate, I’m suddenly seen as an artist

Dead Set (Cypher Vol 38 - "Self Doubt")

Entry for MakingHipHop's Cypher Vol 39 - Beat by Fiori DS. Theme: Prosperity

LYRICS:
I’m sitting chilling in the back half of a limousine
I keep my ice on ice, the whole joint stinks of weed
I’ll never be a role model, I’m a figurine

They say I made it like they think my name is Stephen King
I must be wise to the penny cos I’m an evil thing
If making paper is treason I need to see your king
The reasoning for keeping wealth is weakening

We finally figure we're better off spreading the benefits
Whatever it takes, we’re giving away to our neighbours
“Thanks, that’s great!”, whatever don’t mention it
Taking is evident, but whenever we’re giving we’re setting a precedent
That’s what I’m getting at. What do you reckon, and what are your thoughts on the sentiment? “Excellent!”

But I’m still stressing, I feel dizzy and I’m real nauseous
I feel faint, and when I move forward, I’m still cautious
I got my vision and I hope I don’t regret it
I wish the best in people, but they don’t seem to get it

Role Model (Cypher Vol. 39 - "Prosperity")

Entry for MakingHipHop's Cypher Vol 5 - Beat by @https://soundcloud.com/vortexrecords-pt. Theme: The Clock Is Ticking

LYRICS:
Tick, tock, tick, tock. Wish this clock would stop ticking
It’s been stopping me from finishing this verse that I’ve written
I’m sitting here scribbling with a sense of indifference
I’m serious, I’ve written gibberish, this ticking is hideous, 

I just need to start writing and stopwatching
This audible cacophony is making a mockery
I just wanna be spitting quicker than quartz, quality 
over quantity, and I’m on a mission, like apostrophe

No time for comedy, honestly, this monstrosity
Is like study of my nightmares, it’s horology
About time, so let’s sundial and rewind
Let’s speed it up and see what we find

Sending away oscillatory energy, getting it back on the end of a pendulum
Reckon the length of the pendulum’s relevant, letting us see that the frequencies genuine
Isn’t it better to set an experiment, gather the relevant themes?
Remember the period and the equivalence: equal to 2 pi root L over G

Shit, that’s hell of a scheme, [I guess] I’m not quitting
I’m finally finished with this, but still the clock’s ticking...

Eleventh Hour (Cypher Vol. 5 - "The Clock Is Ticking")

Entry for MakingHipHop's Cypher Vol 8 - Beat by https://soundcloud.com/nathansswell. Theme: Everything

LYRICS:
I hate skinny jeans and man buns
and I hate people who say silly things like ’OMG’ and ‘random’

I hate slow internet, I hate noisy eaters
I hate discussing the position of the toilet seat and

I hate spoilers, I hate wasted plastic
I hate the fact I have to battle these wannabe rappers

I hate how much I love snacks
I hate people on crowded trains who insist on wearing bulky backpacks

I don’t not hate double negatives
I hate the fact that I can never decide what to watch on Netflix

I hate getting cold-called, 
No I hate getting cold, and I hate getting called

Rude drivers, tailgaters, queue jumpers, I hate them all and
people sitting next to me with other seats available

I hate people with iPhones
I hate people that hate people that hate people with iPhones

I hate the fact that I got so much to hate
but apart from that, I’m feeling pretty great!

Opinions Are Like Assholes (Cypher Vol. 8 - "Everything")

Entry for MakingHipHop's Cypher Vol 11 - Beat by @https://soundcloud.com/starnutopizza. Theme: Achievements / Desperation

LYRICS:
Feeble people in cathedrals seeking peace from evil demons
See them squeak when it’s revealed there’s no creator only me
Reading through the scripture and they’re pissed at the deceit
It seems to me they missed the sequel where I’m listed as the OG

I’m so multifaceted, I’m dodecahedral
Even keeping it cerebral, my achievements are unequalled,
I studied maths at the world’s best university
That shit was pretty easy, or at least for me personally
I stumbled into rap there, I did it inadvertently 
You know for a fact this ain’t first or last you heard of me

You versus me? Don’t be absurd or perverse
My verses reach the heights that yours have never even heard
You’re getting restless and desperate, that no one’s vibing with your rhymes
But get this, I’m tried and tested, I won this cypher 4 times

Dreaming Spires (Cypher Vol. 11 - "Achievements / Desperation")

The Sly Bong Unit's Entry for Game of Hip Hop Vol. 46

LYRICS:

CHORUS:
When others do drugs, it makes them crazy and mean
So I never partake cos I aim to stay clean
Artificial additives are kept to the minimum
Rest assured that I stay averse to any carcinogen 
That’s just the life that I’m living in
That’s just the life that I’m living in

V1
Do you know what takes to make your eyes awake and opening
A little bit of histamine, a bigger dose of dopamine
I’m hoping that you’re noticing the light that you see
Has been providing you body and mind with vitamin D

As glycine levels decline, you move freely
The serotonin decides your insides are greedy
You’re quick to realise that a fruit smoothie is
The smoothie-est way to consume all your nutrients

But after that you’re still feeling groggy
So don’t forget your tens cups of coffee
I thought you said no drugs, this is scandalous
More people die from caffeine than cannabis

C:

V2:
You think those with addictions seem weaker and needier
Yet you hopelessly engrossed in your own social media
You leave your house and head straight to the car
But I’m pretty sure your commute just ain’t that far

Public transport would be best for the environment
it’s not as cosy as the Range Rover that you’re driving in
Choosing to sit in traffic every day is not right
Maybe your brains affected by carbon monoxide?

But that’s not an issue when you consider the bigger threat
That 8 times a day you take a break for a cigarette
You say no drugs but your addicted to nicotine
You’ll never be a role model, you’re a figurine 

C:

V3:
You claim you never buy snacks but if you’re given one, you’re eating it
No added sugar except from artificial sweetener
You watch what you eat but not what you drink
You’re not the sort of soul who would ever stop to think

Hit the club every night with the excuse that you’re thirsty
“A double vodka lime, but no ice because it’s dirty,
I wanna live a little” well your liver’s gonna die
Irregular heart beat, and your blood pressure’s high

Fast food on the way home, with no shame or sorrow
Wake up feeling great and do it all again tomorrow
You don’t do drugs, but your bigotry is limitless
You fat bitch, you put the hippo into hypocrite

C:

Hypocrite

Rap battle vs @soundcloud.com/the_savage

LYRICS:
Dear John, what a name, your slut mother must’ve been mistaken
You’re the diametric opposite of Channing fucking Tatum
And what the fuck is up with all these annotations
You shouldn’t need to explain it, this ain’t Genius, you ain’t famous

Alcohol and kratom can make you suicidal
If that’s the case, I got some Thai weed to provide you
As you proceed through your own verse, the structure grows worse
You had to drop the beat to even make your flow work

No intro or outro, wow bro, that’s kinda nice
To see that you agree with me and like to take my advice
Tryna flip my name dude, who are you to criticise?
You epitomise Savagery cos you’re primitive and uncivilised

You didn’t ask for feedback but I’mma give it: 

This beat’s wack. I’m not kidding. Quit this weak crap.

Signed,
Your biggest critic. 

Named ‘Big and Dark’ when it’s blatant that you’re neither
Savour the occasion, you couldn’t pay me to make a feature

Fuck Ya Mum (Rap Battle Part II)

Quick 8 Bar Diss as a thank you to a friend!

LYRICS:
Matt Dean is acting as the top Scottish drag queen
I’d compare you to Gimli, but I wouldn’t be that mean to dwarves
Of course it’s awkward to BM a DM
But your characters always die, so we never get to see ‘em

If you think you’re couple goals, Matt, you gotta stop it
Your greater half raised the bar and she’s a midget pocket rocket
You sit at home daily going crazy as you game for days
I’ve never seen a stranger case of adult baby gamer rage

Quick Diss - Matt

Entry for MakingHipHop's Cypher Vol 12 - Beat by @soundcloud.com/brian_something. No Theme.

LYRICS:
Of course it’s true, you knew my fortitude
People speak to me, preceding needs to even talk to you
Never seen a squeak, a peep, a morsel or a thought of you
but I give Life a Meaning, people think of me as Forty Two

I spit raps quick, twist back with a smash hit
I wish you get scratched when attacked by a split hatchet
this shit, that shit, get lit with matches
I’ll slip a Disc to assist your death, Mr. Pratchett

I’m getting a vision of this:
Bringing definitive rhythms and penning a lyric a minute to visit a pinnacle
Sending my enemies to the abyss
They say:
His lyrics are half ethereal, bringing His Dark Materials
Spitting impirical evidence dripping with venom and giving a faster burial

It’s hard to care at all
I ask the Father after answer
Master grafting, last departure, rather hard to mask the laughter
And I’m a parting gift which consists of four different things
Considered a God to Americans, as well as a Lord of the Rings

Novel Approach (Cypher Vol. 12 - "No Theme")

Beat by Torcz

LYRICS:
I can write a cypher at night, find me with eyes closed
Spitting the lyrics with precision, dismissing typos
Spilling ink from my pen as the rhyme flows
By Jove, I know that you’ll like how my vibe goes

Clinical delivery, minimal inefficiencies
Killing opposition within critical vicinity
Effortlessly bringing it from here into infinity
Wishing you’d admit to my unlimited ability

Whoever I’m with, I know I’m instantly winning
At this higher altitude, the competition is thinning
Seriously I insist that you should quit reminiscing
Cos I need you to admit that this is just the beginning

HOOK:
I’ll be winning in a minute
I’ll be winning in a minute
I’ll be winning in a minute
So you better come and get it
I’ll be winning in a minute

I’m the top of my game, and I’ll only getting higher
Rising by my heat cos I keep spitting fire
You’ll get ignored if you're hitting up my phone
I'm not gonna respond when I’m sitting on my throne

Give it 5 years: I’ll be famous at last
Give it 5 years, you’ll be way in the past
Give it 5 years: I’ll be breaking them hearts
I said give it 5 years and see my name in the charts

HOOK

Listen, I’m giving you a great chance
To get on board when you see me flying straight past
Chilling at the top might get kinda lonely
When you’re sitting beneath me, repeating “if only”

Certainly burst on the scene
Hurts to rehearse when the verse is a dream
For sure it works that I’m first on the team
Searching for dirt but the curtain is clean
Every person has heard of me
Worked to the teeth to be earning my keep
I deserve to be leading, I’m sure that you’re weaker
It’s hurts to be beaten
Please don’t take it personally.

I reckon that I’m better at irregular tempo
Limiting the damage when I leave you in the dead zone,
Didn’t get the memo that I’m giving on the dress code
Never mind the weather when you’re living on the death row

Let’s go, take a walk alfresco, might clear your head
I’m making a buzz in the rap scene, come find me lightyears ahead

Five Years

Entry for MakingHipHop's Cypher Vol 52 - Beat by @Greekianian. Theme: Faith.

LYRICS:
Face it, I’m useless
I step away, take a break from the music
Ain’t no way I can do this
The truth is in my view it’s a mountain 
and I’m doubting that I’m able to move it

Screw this, I got the faith I can do this
Pave the way for a new hit
Leaving haters in my wake
They be blowing up my cell, I’m like ‘new phone who dis’?

I wanna have to go at this properly
Cos in a minute there ain’t nobody stopping me
I’mma grow, I’m a prodigy
I don’t wanna make the journey on my own, Nomadic Odyssey

We’re stronger together
making the trek even in the face of inclement weather
Disillusion and fear is understandable
But confronted by the alps, I’m Hannibal

War Elephant (Cypher Vol. 52 - "Faith")

Noodle's Entry for Rhymestar's Just Blaze Contest.

Beat by Just Blaze
Chorus by AK INK
Produced by Erameld
Video by Spacemanquip

LYRICS:
Kick it off with my tip top hip hop, 
Knowing it’s hot cos if not
I get brain freeze so watch as my lips lock
Lyrics slip off lips not like hot lip gloss

I make music, give the flu to a greek letter
This iota Ro, cos he nu I could be beta
When I rap about rap I guess I go meta
They scream my name like “Noodle! He’s so mega!”

A go getter, a flow setter, with mo cheddar
Write nice rhymes just to show that I’m so clever
Hot flows suppose I need no sweater.
What no? I should no better.

I could be in a band but I’m not that elastic
I practice rap cos I’m wack at gymnastics
Uneven bars, my rhythm needs practise
It’s not my vault I can’t backflip - 

I’m not a perfect 10, I’m like a 75
There ain’t no other rappers that are better than I 
And I dream of sick lines like ever-y night, 
And I’m so good with words I’m like cleverly bright

And I’m a nice guy, right, I’m polite, and I’m eloquent
Some say I suffer from a slight speech impediment
IRRELEVANT, doesn’t make me unintelligent
When I step in the room, you best address the elephant

"Leave competition in the dust
Refined delivery's a must
Noodle's gonna set the place ablaze"

I think it’s evident I’m arrogant
I’m the type of guy that likes the taste of his own medicine
Backing up my claims with experimental evidence
I’m like Einstein, I’m back in my element.

All these other rappers acting fake like silicon
Can’t wait till they argon, I’mma Barium
But I’m better than great, I’m beryllium
I’m the best rapper in my group. Period.

You’re gassed that I’m noble where my prize at, 
I’m going global, they call me Pfizer
Flow’s so cold it froze into a snowball
Growing in size, they say the limit’s where the sky’s at

Why’s that? Well you make your own destiny
Every day when I wake, something’s stressing me
My hopes and dreams going up in an effigy
Wake up, go to work, day ends, rest in peace, 

In my daily life, I make the grind of an 8 to 5.
It’s a waste of time and I hate to say it but it’s a waste of life, 
I find myself laying awake at night and I’m surprised
Cos If variety is spice, I’m craving to be tasting life.

So late at night I take my stationary case and get moving
Writing with chocolate pens on sugar paper can be time-consuming
Got my sweet tooth in, but I’m still hungry
Writing every night of the week and head to work Monday

Hi ho, it’s off to work that I go
Why though, I just wanna skive so, I know
You’ll see me hiding in the pool like I’m lilo
Like a villain, catch me chilling on the ride home

Side note, you might know that I wrote
Most of my rhymes on the side of iPhone
How? I got a microscopic biro
And it’s gyroscopic so it writes even if I don’t

I get the mic and I record to my computer
Check the beat and pass it on to my producer

A little mix and a grandmaster, I’d be impressed with
The Glory Days’ in my DNA, do you get The Message?
Cos if not, then you should check the reference
Talk to small kids for the first one and big ones for the second
Don’t stress if you don’t get it, cos trust me, you best believe: 
In time you’ll all be lining up just to reference me.

"Leave competition in the dust
Spark a match and then we bust
Noodle's gonna set the place ablaze"

Dust

Sequel to https://soundcloud.com/noodleraps/show-me-a-hero-cypher-vol-17-heroes

Entry for MakingHipHop's Cypher Vol 16. Beat: https://soundcloud.com/cynguk/lff-171. Theme: Supervillains.

LYRICS:
Show me a hero and then I’ll write you a tragedy 
Actually drop to your knees or it’s practically blasphemy
Let’s get super, I’m the next Lex Luthor 
Took a visit from the Sandman and I met Fred Krueger

Leatherface, masked Bane and Darth Vader make a harsh pain
Feel the Venom in my veins, like Voldemort is snorting shit
Poison in my IV, right beside the tourniquet
Doctor Octopus adopted darkness, “I was born in it”

Shit, time to find a large bible 
I’m homicidal, no signs of survival if I’m your arch rival
Terminate your life, behind the grey curtain
You’re not a pray person? “I find your lack of faith disturbing”

I suggest you get a Lecter from a therapist
cos seven splits of Agent Smith remains a lesser nemesis
Never mind, this Megamind is quite Mysterious
and I’m delirious, I’m thinking, "Why so serious?"

Write You A Tragedy (Cypher Vol. 1 - "Supervillains")

My mum used to tell me "you're NOT funny and you're NOT clever". This is me desperately trying to prove her wrong.

Noodle

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