They Say That

Time After Time

Clothes (Outro)

Off Silas(Ft.Tre & Bosha)

Fall Alone

U.I. - HOLD ON.mp3

After the mightily long time of forever, the poetry is back and the flow is better than ever. 
This song is an ode to hip hop, if you don't get the references you won't quite love it, but if you do then I'm sure it'll be one hell of a ride. Hopefully I didn't disrespect the greats!
New tracks coming soon. 
Download Link:
https://cypherdeen.bandcamp.com/track/everyday-struggle

Song: Everyday Struggle
Artist: Cypher Deen
Mix Engineer: Vinny Alfano
Production: NycMvp516
Video here --> https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=r5_7I4Ip-yk

Inspirations:
"The world is yours" Nas
"Everyday Struggle" Notorious BIG
"Poe Man's dream" Kendrick Lamar feat. GLC

Everyday Struggle

This is probably one of the hardest I've had to push myself for any track. I really hope you guys enjoy it, and I hope it's a strong entry into this freaking dope contest. A lot of crazy dope rappers entered, and as much as I'd like to congratulate you all, I also hope I murder every last one of you! No disrespect, it's just rap! 

I know the album art is corny and uninspired! Great, so maybe you'll listen to the music!

Artist: Cypher Deen
Mix Engineer: Vinny Alfano

Definition of a rap flow by Cypher Deen 
Lyrics:

You’re listening to a disadvantaged, disenfranchised man with a disposition/
Distancing himself from the dystopian practice of dissing/
So disengage yourself from the social norms/
That would normally numb the populous bored to what’s going on/
Massaging arrows through the eyes of the lord and I’m willing/
To wrap raps in a box that would echo the message of killings/
That we be seeing everyday on the TV waves and the regular/
That people take and place in the lonely realms of etcetera/
This be the part, where I start rhyming like RA/
And my words attain the speed of bullets fired by LRA/
Children, killing, drilling and cursing everything that they see/
But they don’t wanna hear dissertations from that boy named CD/
No they don’t wanna hear him rap like that/
They’d rather that he Luke Cage the bars and spit the rap like it’s trap/
They wanna hear the punchlines to get Mayweather shook/
But I’m a step ahead I went and put my rhymes in a book/
That wasn’t mean, I’m just a standard deviation away/
From the things that people find appropriate to say/
Saying simply so elementary, many more rudimentary rappers really need to step up they game hater
[Hook 1]
Now who be it he who rapping like all the speed is easy?
Oh they don’t know me…
Well I came into the game tryna claim a name and some fame for me and my homies
Now what will he do? What method’s he gonna use to stand out from all of these phonies? 
Well damn…ima just rap like I think I’m the man
Cause they can’t beat the kid with golden rhymes in his hands
Hitting ‘em up, splitting ‘em up, sit em up/
Just to put em back down to the ground/
When it’s found they repeat like a merry go round/
Making the merry go round, whenever Mary’s around/
Whatever the endeavor my rhymed letters bring Gehenna to town/
Because I only spit fire!/
And bring hell to earth for chastising you liars/
When no time to waste in the space/
All verses you spit are thrown back in your face/
I don’t mean to hate but I break with the force of great apes/
And I take what I make and I leave ‘em displaced/
STOP
Hammer time!
This audio crack’s presented in rap/
Distilled so all the feels feel real/
I mean the skills would overfill all you orange tinged yu-gi-oh cards/
This silver tongue tried and true was touched and blessed by god/
It’s no façade but when they spot the façade of my rhyme hut/
These slobs think they can rob comme mon nom est King Tut/
The joy that I believe in doesn’t change/
And my steps will never stop/
Until the point where my voice and Allah/
Are together as one/
And that serves as the symbol of my faith/ 
And the hope for which rap should always exist/
Are all the same/
So I rap like I got a vendetta/ 
Against every rapper who’s slacking but they claiming they better/
If you claiming, you better, show and prove/
And make moves, like I put you in check this is chess and my sole rule/
Is to be the sole soul ruler of y’all/
I put all AH’s together like the ruler of all/
You know legends never die but still it makes me smile/
To smack all you mortals every once in a while/
And every song track and take I continue to get great/
I’ll bring Billy Mays back and have him sell my mixtape/
And I assume my platoon with positions upon the moon/
‘Cause reaching the stars from here is quite easy/
These rappers in the pool ain’t even rhyming buffoons/
How they swoon croon and connect these words is quite sleazy/
The measley please me, but the heebie jeebies/
Mean these greazy peasy rap easys wouldn’t see me/
Believe me, I speed it and chop whenever they tease me/
So sweetly, promising I’ll show my skills and they leave me/
‘Cause he be sicker than double digested feces/
The beast of a mortal who wrecked the record in pieces/
Could piece into peace, the metal of a prosthesis/ 
To help rappers stand like a thesis/
So RA, just tell me when to stop killing/I hit ‘em with venom/
My meaning’s demeaning the reason most people are currently rapping/
And be in the streets and they be like they clapping/
You dreaming a dream with impossible reach/
The day that I stop be a terrible speech/
I do what I do and it keep me on top of the game hater…like BOW!
[Hook 2]
Let’s go!
Now I know why you’re shy
I mean hell seeing what I can do/ I would probably be afraid if I was facing me too
‘Cause I know I’m that guy
With the skills and the cockiness too?/You would surely be on top if you could do what I do
When they be like stop I just be like no, kick a rap and
Go go go go go go
When they be like spit I just be like flow, tearing up all the 
Show show show show show shows
And they say that’s hot and I be like oh, cause I already
Know know know know know know
And they be like stop but I be like, sorry I came to kill
And that’s just how it goes!


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