Beat: Django by lethalneedle

This kid wants to rap but ain't got much to say
Spill serpentine syllables that rumble like a thunder snake
Hates living life but wants to find another way
Rapping and underpaid but does it cus he loves the game
He must be the worstest rapper I've ever seen do this
His rhymes so translucent you can see right thru em
English major? Psh, truth is dude ain't even fluent
Tryna seduce the rap game but comes off looking stupid
Quicksilver flow so cold like solid mercury
Lyrical sorcery, his raps are called acursed speech
Hits the dopest beats so hard they may need surgery
His slappers send children from nurseries to infirmaries 
I'm still the most skilled rapper you never heard of
Absurd as fuck, serving up lyrics you can learn from
But my run of luck keeps me riding a unicycle 
on the tightrope between alright and suicidal

You would think the alcohol was free the way I open bars
But I'm just stumbling from the last few hours of goin hard
Full-house bullseyes like throwing darts at poker cards
Always chase her soaking parts but end up with a broken heart
Always taking hits but the pain gives him sacred fists 
A basic list of my skills could make God an atheist 
Rap is my asylum and these bars be the craziest
Gracefully insane, bustin brains and breaking shit
a crazy kid, used to masturbate til I'd break my wrists
Never did shady shit, didn't blaze it till I was aged legit
I'm not complacent I'm just cursed with this state of laziness
So every day I write but still feels like I'm faking it
pathologize personalities, pill popping's the norm
lonely kids follow their Shepherd online and conform
They told me to love myself so I tried to know me better 
But I only ended up feeling like a lonely Spectre

Cypher Sunday Episode 5

Well here we are again. Beat: "Thinking of You" by Anabolic Beatz

Cypher Sunday Episode 6

Wrote this for Valentine's Day but forgot to post it here.
Beat: Outta My Mind @prodbysyndrome

Valentine's Cypher.mp3

Someone asked me to do an Andre Nickatina beat so I picked Jungle. This was for last Sunday but at this point who cares

Cypher Sunday Episode 7

Once again forgot what day of the week it is, but does it really matter?

Beat: Stress by Lethalneedle

Cypher Sunday Episode 8

Wow. 9 weeks into this silly project.

Beat: Last Words by Anabolic Beatz

Cypher Sunday Episode 9

This is it. Ten weeks and I'm calling it. I feel good about what I accomplished. Nobody ever joined me on this journey but that's okay. Some roads are meant to be gone alone. Ihave dramatically improved and that was the point. 

As per usual, lyric video is on IG.

Beat: Dazed by Lethalneedle

Cypher Sunday Episode 10

I was going to wait to post this until I refined it but I almost lost my phone and all my lyrics again, so it's going in the cloud. 

Mixed Race.mp3

My mind is a castle, I got walls like a fortress
always overthink, pay attention and can't afford it
Trapped in my skull like I'm living a recording of the moment as it happens and the image is distorted
half Charles half Corey, one life with two stories
A mixed race mixed breed half black and half orphan
I'm the first tree of a forest, first voice of a chorus
protagonist in a plot where nobody’s important
I like softcore pornos and I'm sorta scared of horses
I'm a loser and a half, almost 30 and no shortage of problems with my money no matter how hard I hoard it
I got problems with lust so much the festivals are torture
All the women are gorgeous, they got charm like a sorceress
The shortness of breath crushes my lungs like a corset, 
The attraction is distracting but I keep a steady orbit
It's head down and feet forward, march on, no reinforcements

These girls feel love like they live there but I'm a tourist
They get swept off their feet because you visit a florist 
I wish I could love like that, to feel and explore it
But my heart lies dormant, for me the feeling is foreign
Almost twenty years to the day since my family was torn up
No fruit on the family tree, just a branch full of corpses
I keep my distance and stay in my shell like a tortoise
I dream about the wake and cry myself to sleep in  mourning
Isolated like an island, a place with no allied borders
But despite fate I'm still alive, getting shit sorted
Developing the skills I have built or was born with 
filling out lyrics like I'm a rhyming thesaurus
We may be porcelain dolls on the edge of a corner
We may fly or we may fall, but we're being transported
There may be brighter days ahead, or maybe just misfortune
They say everything has its place, everything in order


Fortress.mp3

Just keeping the blade sharp. 1 take 48 bars.
Beat: Mystery by Klu$ei Beats

The Whetstone.mp3

Just here for fun. I rap, if you wanna call it that.

CharlesPowel