Bulc VeyeB

A Cypher Dropped to Drop Rappers

Verse 1: SB The Villain

yo
you place me as a feature
is like an assisted suicide
do or die
gripping twin sai
gettem sashimi sliced
niggas say they fly
till we cookem fried
strolling with a sword 
rocking armor
bitch its metaknight
alter the genetics
scaling walls 
without the spiderbite
using words as weapons
ingesting a sack of dynamite
AIGHT
dagnabbit
the super soldier
whos mad spastik
fingertip flicking your troops
turning a tank to fragments
back in action 
and aggrivated 
subtract the actors fakers snakes mumbling bastards 
bashing your wack batallion
the black dragon 
who mouthwashing sulphoric acid
chewing cajun food
i forest fire 
the mics ashing
YEAHH
im NOT A HUMAN
weigh your options dog
throw a fist to the clouds
resulting that
you saw the sky fall
fuck a gun
i stick a straw in ya eyeball
and summon the agories
to drain the sight out ya mind bruh
you in my sights bruh
im precise as green arrow aiming a bow and arrow 
a hundred yards from a baby sparrow
blaow
deadshot
with poisonous led
you dead

The pencil pricking the page
see the lines will teer up
you not even on my tier son
im tearing this track up
inherit a caz zum in ya heart
you fear hum
fucker you should stop
my psychey a tad off
drive by like 9 times
leave
laughs on dead drops
wait
this  warlord is planning for world tours
yakking up acid
im healing my coldsores
jakes get a pass 
for devasting with triggers
im prepared for race wars
Like
READY SET 
GOOOOO NIGGERRRR
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Verse 2: Ramdugi

Yo hello what it do
An i just got off vacation
Got a girl on me too
And she blow like inflamation
I am one of only few
I stay high like constellations
Rapping is my occupation
Rappers die to there creation
They dont live to expectations
But i cant put em on the spot
Some niggas ask me what i've done
I say i've done what you have not
An if they fuck with me they can get a red dot
Aint got time bitch im running outta clocks
Frying rappers, tator tots
Same game, different shot

Fuck a nigga bitch
And what he do
And what he thank he do
Never thought a hater that you new
Would come be thanking you
Heat on me thats energy
All these rappers frienemies
Fill that nigga up with lead
Muh Fucka inner peace

An i aint got time 
I aint tryna hear that
I been gone for a while, killer style, you should fear that
Niggas fuckin with my crew 
Thats some shit you gon regret
All these pussy niggas chicken
Call them bitches nugget-nettes

I got niggas i invest in 
just to call to be tested
Where i live is where its live 
i just go an address it
Has beens at my feet
Ima make you a Leg-end
With the best i contested
Ima king you a peasant
And the future's my present
Liquid flow no reflection
Went to far to be close
Way too close to get reckless
Pre meditated confessions
Hang yo ass with yo neckless, look
This is my profession
An this a lyrical lesson
My heart beating with the beat that i just put on the stretcher
Niggas fuckin with my peeps
An thats an indirect death wish

Niggas think that they got it 
They-not-it, they-not-shit
Im all in to shot call- an ballin, Fuck
First place got me stuck
Ion fuck with Runner ups
Double Cups/Double Dutch
Now, Now, Now go ahead an run up
Nah, Nah, Nah you aint stupid you aint flunk
Gotchu cornered
Gotchu dunced
Bitch its over, Bitch its done
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Verse 3: Ace B...

Nameless Neanderthalz

NAMELESS NEANDERTHALZ [Prod. Nameless] SB The Villain FT Ramdugi x Ace B

Danadanas

Jerking

Rosier

Boing boing boing

Werd

Atonement

Monotone

Ramdugi

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