Shady 2.0 BET 2011 Cypher #7 (Yelawolf, Joe Budden, Joell Ortiz, Crooked I, Royce Da 5'9″ & Eminem)
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Put these muthafu*kas in a box and I send 'em away
Put em in a gray 'lac and pop the trunk
And throw em in the back, jack, ha, dig 'em a grave
Put a brick inside that Xerox when I print 'em a page
Moving keys I can relate, cause I live in the cage
I throw up the A, I take 'em to school, I give them a grade
An easy E for effort, that's the WWA
White with an attitude, alphabet soup is on my plate
All I got is Z's they sleepin' on me, I can't get 'em awake
I spoon feed 'em ? room full of deceivers
Believe I'm making it rain cause all they see is the clouds
And I watch from the couch of the VIP like a potato
A bunch of meatheads, like fu*k it, I'll just feed 'em a cow
Plenty of white boys to pick from this year
But before you pick a pepper, you better pick up your heater
Cause even Peter Piper could pick up a mic
But what it's like to pick a f!ght with me is like putting Nikes on a cheetah
I speed up, released in my ? Adidas
I'm out this, drinking Sprite by the 2 liter
Say I'm from the new school, I'mma say check your tone and watch your mouth
If they teaching how to Dougie, then I'm condoning dropping out
Forced a while, y'all birthed me then gave me up
I just perfected being hip-hop's foster child
Now check it: don't blame y'all for being trash fans of coppin' it
Radio's the crime scene, the masses are the hostages
In my youth I'd throw shots, the feds was dodging it
I'm grown: I ain't watching the throne, I'm sabotaging it
You see that 4-headed monster in the storm looms
Snipe em from a distance: the scope got a long zoom
You Super Mario thugs is in the wrong room
Gotta figure over here, you won't get bigger if you on shrooms
If it was left to me, I'd revive what the game be 'bout
I done took the wine out of Amy House
Enough raps from you scrub cats bout c*ckin' a snub back
Wayne couldn't teach me how to love that
But I have this bi*ch from uptown, she my summer bunny
Both parents broke, but she come from money
Think my bread is her paper to burn
So I lock her out, and now she doubt David is Stern
She's so bad, I make her hit the telly from a taxi
Then dead her in the Holiday Inn, learned that from Max B
That's why haters of every kind wanna send me 'lamas
I made it right before their eyes like I was Beni Hana
Is it me? Or is what I'm hearing just pitiful?
Airwaves the same, now the stereo's typical
My skin's thick, so the critics ignore it
So unafraid to die, you'd think I did it before
The boys robbin with the trash talk, magical walk
With the black ball, way I bounce off the a.ss forward with cap Porsche
Glass your, hoodie amass would be the black ? with no passport
Body be found in a mansion in one of my trap doors
If punks had award your status or it's categor-
Probably be that of awards between Michael Rappaport and Kenny Latimore
I know hip hop's alive and well
If it died, you other crews wouldn't survive the smell
I squad a victim, the plot'll thicken when the clock is tickin
I caught him slippin', I gotta give a shot
I hit him with proper spittin, hottest writtens and compositions
So competition's a contradiction, somebody mention they got a crooked
Holly ? we probably different, got Gotti henchmen
Opposition, I'll body quick as Bugatti engines
I'm on a mission to get richer, the sickest lyric kickin ?
Weak lyricists get disfigured
Sip liquor, spit like a sick mixture
Of Notorious, Pun and L, get the big picture?
The poster, I'll roast ya
My mind so deadly it's just like to being as close to a holster
It's over, control my whole coastal region
Like I'm supposed to flow is going postal even
Open season, heart close to freezin'
Ruthless is easy, approach, I'm squeezin', believe me
Dopest Westcoaster breathin'
So most ya hope I'm vegan, nope I'm beefin
Rappers need to keep it trill, give me a beat to k!ll
Too many people still eatin' sleepin' pills, people sleepin' on my ether skills
Ay, y'all ain't even real, you 'bout to die in this cypher
Before you die, you should do the Jada and leave a Will
I ain't a rap dude, I'm a dude who rap
Before this, I was moving crack
Killers y'all become when y'all rhyme I salute and dap
And if I blink then remove your snaps
You ain't cool, you wack with your foolish act
Skinny jeans don't mean yo a.ss shoot, it means your b00ty claps
Don't play like Tyler Perry
This the Slaughterhouse of pain, flow brown, tight and heavy
When it come to 16's, I'm a feign
Seen in the studio near a needle with a mean lean
Probably writing bars that ? gettin my Yaowa on
Man, all these Olajuwons, we the dream team
This is an all day slaughter
They feigning for us to break like Beyonce's water
The four quarters doing all the eating
And ya'll gotta know why I made the cut, I'm Puerto Rican
Ortiz keep they fire ready
And tryna put me out's like trying to steal a transvestite from Eddie
Royce Da 5'9"
I'm do or die dope and you can make the sticker sittin
On the door of that Phantom, your suicide note
Hi Rihanna.. is Nicki living with you?
Let me know so I can buy binoculars and telescopes
Hi Rihanna.. I don't need to know you better
You tell me you love my music again? We go together
Bye Rihanna.. now back to y'all fools
We rock out like the outside of a guitar school
Thousand dollar frames, I prefer to see the world through
Don't ask me nothing about Budden, I beat my girl too
You ask me why I keep her, I say it's cheaper to
That's why I ride around in a Rolls like Wiz Khalifa do
Rappers I'm your daddy, I tell you straight as this
You don't k!ll, but your father will like Jayden Smith
I tell you like I tell my Spanish chick
You fly, but I ain't going down on no hairy sh*t
So get your wax on like Daniel San
Or I'mma have to run like De la Hoya in drag when cameras come
Point out the greatest rapper alive I ?
Smack his girl on the butt and buy her some red bottom
Bring every deceased rapper back to see his wife
While I'm having s3x with Jessica Alba via Skype
I’m on my В-boy, d-bo thing
Spiritual steelo swing like cee-lo green
Get out the camera with yo B Roll bling, you know your flow is wack
We cornered the market like a walmart in a culdesac
This is what 2 million albums sold, the album is gold
Look like without having to sell your soul
You 'bout to see peace destroyed
It'll never be restored
When I unleash these beastly hordes on your CD stores
Wanna stop it? You gon' need a priest, at least three swords
A license to ill from the Beastie Boys, three ouija boards
A squeegee and please be warned, don't ask me what the squeegee's for
Or the holy water, acid raps that'll eat these floors
Eat a hole in a rhyme book, do you see these horns?
And as for me you ask when I'm gone "will he be mourned?"
Is puke luke warm?
Should Casey Anthony do pr0n?
Can that chick fit a new born dead baby inside a freakin' shoebox with a shoehorn,
Smother it in chloroform so she can go get her groove on?
Can she duct tape and velcro a fetus?
Joell yo, tell Joe I need his empty box from his old shell toed Adidas
So I can put these babies in the fetal position, they're gettin' elbows to the p*nis
Yeah big deal, I took some little kid's big wheel and spit in his friggin' big kids meal
Quit tryna bite me and pinch me, you win, sit still
Did you just put your six inch heel through my Benz windsheild?!
Is it dust we 'bout to kick up?
Can Yelawolf fit a fifth of rum in a big cup between his stickshift in his friggin' pickup
And drink like a hick redneck hillbilly will til he gets hic-cups!?
Flippin' the script up like Mike Vick gettin' his junk bit by a pit, yup, I'ma sick pup
I'd be a horrible magician, cause I'll fu*k a trick up
Fix your lips up to say something fly, or zip up
A-B? Lets see (C)
You said you were gonna do XYZ
Till you fu*k around and get dropped like an E
When you add an I-N-G
Don't put a K infront of that though, when I emcee (MC)
'Cos I'm not the king of this microphone booth, its more like a phonebooth
Superman in this bi*ch, Kryptonite won't do
It gives me more power, I bump the fat boys and
Eat rat poison and take meteor showers
Fresh outta the mental hospital and
Me not flossing a middle finger while I hop in a mosh pit
It'll be like Nas doing Gospel or R&B... you crazy?
Me pushing up daises?
That thought is impossible
Is it flashing across the news? Pause the news
Was caught with a prostitute
With a huge Johnson, b00bs, and a monstrous tube of lube
And a bra, some boots, some panties, and a aqua blue Monster
Swallowin' a popsicle, playin' tonsil pool
So k!ll the rumors it ain't happenin'
I'ma rap till I'm fossil fuel...
Last edited by ShadyVsEminem; 10-13-2011 at 01:43 PM..
|5 years ago||'05 #96|
$26,519 | 19
Everyone went in.....
If I had to say BEST verse... I'm sayin' BUDDEN took first.....
Em, VERY close 2nd... Crook 3rd......
Royce's sh*t had me dyin' though... & the "without sellin' ya soul" bar at the end was perfect too......
Yelawolf... Definitely nice... Just falls short of the others to me....
This Cypher >>>>>>>>>>>>>