Rappad Artist Cypher IV

Rappers are:

 

[Intro: Jay Alexander]

Welcome to the fourth Rappad Artist Cypher

Once again, I'm your host, Jay Alexander

And today, I bring you seven of Rappad's finest

I hope you all enjoy, be sure to check them out

 

[Verse 1: Big Re$$]

I spit so nice

Cold like ice

Sticking to this like lice

Flavor in your ear

I’m getting you to cheer

Hold up right quick

Hold my beer

This the old hustle and bustle

I always needed muscle

Me without rap is like a beat without drums

Believe me, I been down in the dumps

Harder than the rock that niggas buying

Barely even trying

Rapping about what has no coverage in hip-hop

And I probably won’t stop

Getting up and standing up

'Cause it’s my right

Down a shade in the light

Been discriminated against

Gotta shoot 'em like a pest

My dad’s a piece of shit

I hate living with him

"Wait, that’s proof I ain’t grim"

What proof you talkin 'bout?

That shit don’t count

As a rapper paramount

Throwback jams

So many cams

They trying to tear us down

Fucking with Tiller on that one

But that won’t pull me down

Fuck y’all morally upstanding bitches

You never met this type of fun

I’m slowly getting famous

No doubt I got to this

 

[Verse 2: Tyler Baker]

Look at you

My beautiful little blue bird

You first, I'm soaring in your world

Above the clouds like a heavenly sound with a twirl

This is freedom, the cure, the needed slow draw

The beat that's so pure, like sand in your mind's feet

And moreover, the sun peaked over and said

"Hi, little Rover, what a nice day, no longer colder"

Reclined in a sofa, stuffed mouth like a gopher

Here on Rappad we stand for a lot

Free lyrics, free spirits, rapping like we spat from hysterics

If we go insane

I've got the right mind to ensure no other beat remains

This straight fire tore through tracks like your little mind wires

Give us the time to say your rhymes

When you hop out the back of your hack shed

Pack and reset your mindset

I wanna build your new rhyme set

To remind there was a time

We spat our timed tongue to deliver

These instructions you should consider

 

[Verse 3: RIOT]

I will piss in your casket, you bitches is savage, snitches be ravaged

Leave you in stitches and enactments of casts on hospital brackets

Why was Grimmmz always on that Dax shit? Always little whack kids

A verse killer, worse than your first bender, stick sausage in her blender

A word pillar, worst in the Cypher, I inject and I burst in 'em,

Dethrone Carnage, like a cursed Venom

But I'd rather be alien, then birthed with 'em.

New-Age Martha Stewart, one part will do it, High-Res like I'm bout to Scru it

You ain't 'bout to do shit, a nuisance, for who's bitch, I don't give two shits

Couple seconds left, I'll double check the test, no trouble in invests

Dr. RIOT, no trouble to inspect, yeah, RIOT

Thanks for this, man

 

[Verse 4: Slacks]

I am the soup in the pan that jumped into the fire

I make moves like a dance, a performance with a will to inspire

I desire no choir to preach to, that shall not redeem you

So hold on and be true, like who could defeat you?

These zealots? A re-do? I think not, they think too

Much, and give not enough, and I’m kind of rough

Can we handle the clutch that drives our reality?

Slacks never in the back, or the passenger, come after me

I’m speaking rather tacitly, of course, this isn’t flattery

I got the juice, but y’all too obtuse

Everywhere blam-blam, we don’t even care

Everywhere derriere, wave your fannies in the air

Wave your panties in the air, wave your grannies in the air

Now hold up, that ain’t fair, but are you willing to compare?

Probably not, I play with your mind like I play with the flow

Like I play with your soul, like I’m playing with the time

That is seated on my watch

Just you watch and you wait

Slacks gonna always be a real one

 

[Verse 5: Daril]

I’m 'bout my money, no fussing

I just be rappin' and hustlin'

Don’t need no strap, ain’t no bustin'

But I bet my strap keep her blushing

And we can scrap, get to tussling

Think you should proceed with caution

Just might put you in a coffin

I’ll do my dance, get to flossing

Bust a mission, I’m mobbing

Rocking vape, I’m not bumming

She be like "damn, you so stunning"

I feel like Stone Cold Steve Austin

I can run laps with these lyrics

It’s in my soul, in my spirit

So when you listen you hear it

Think I’m a god like I’m Beerus

Rap god like I’m Em

Rap hard like I’m Kendrick

Rap soul like I’m Cole

Spit bars like I’m Hov'

Its from my heart, ain't no ghost

Sometimes I brag and I boast

But when you hear it, you know

I deserve to be here

So take your shit and get lost

 

[Verse 6: Pagliacci]

Pagliacci, drop hot bars, no copies

Never spit it sloppy, mazel tov, on top of beats

Bloody up the track, you can call me Rocky

Dropping bombs on these fools, like it’s Nagasaki

This an autopsy, of a rapper that got cocky

Derelict flow, like downtown Milwaukee

I served up a verse with some teriyaki

Along with wasabi, and a side of broccoli

Word to the Rappad clan, got the gas can

'Bout to burn down the scene, cause it’s a trash can

What happened to rap? It’s easy to see, in fact

Corrupted by the money, the labels, and all of that

Let's bring it back, uncover the artifacts

Spit from the heart, like our life depends on these tracks

Where it starts, deep in the underground

I got love for everybody here, that’s throwing it down

Just fucking around, loving the sound, and it’s alright

So peace, man, skipping town, I gotta catch my flight

 

[Verse 7: NEXT_APOLLO]

Believe me when they say I'm gonna be the king

Come up to the throne to kiss my ring

'Bout to follow up these Mongols like I'm Ming

If you didn't understand that, go back to history

As it will repeats itself through every century

It interests me to see how many come up to the throne

Thinking that they're in their zone

Get distracted by bullshit and destroyed by a drone

A result that many, I have come to known

Happening so many times, you can say they're clones

Believe me, you are not alone

I've been improving flow, never had an ego

Didn't stick with the trends, in this rap I make amends

These words I bend, into a shelter like a den

Reside in for the rest of my life

Make good for myself, I can never suffice

Yeah, hard work