The Cypher ft. KonSlayer the Genre-Walker, The Amazing T-Bird, Abstraktius Artimus, Paulo & Kaizen Vibez Lyrics

I sling rhymes like Billy Bob Horton's where I get my coffee from

Scheme building officers come and get some

I stand my ground like Chris Rock/ Bow Down to the Westside

Let my spirit shine I ignite

My aura, hack's coming out the woodwork

Like you won the lottery diminishing your hard work

Let their curse be their curse never ending

Stories for the bleak imaginations pending

I'm the apostle who was sent here by the god of music Apollo

Elegant, decadent, sentiment for any listener to follow

Fuck dropping atomic

I'm leveling the planet with a death ray with the same wrath that God had for Sodom

A misanthropic, annihilation of any MC in my sight

Prepared for war foresight then summon the demi gorgon though me mic

Sever their heads, stick'em on pikes and raise them higher

And indie mercenary that'll burn the entire town down with fire

This is an expression of lessons learned from musical ventures

When to go for the throat and to swing for the fences

Either way in the end I wanna be able to convey

That KonSlayer was the sniper in the cypher today

You might be catatonic from this cromulent sound

Yeah you might be rendered speechless by this voice that I found

It's the bird of the thunder the shaker of ground

Eyes fill with wide wonder when I come to your town

When there's no one around I tear mountains asunder

Stealing the crown so there can't be no blunders

A badass old head just like Donald Sutherland

A sonic engineer with no time for slumbering

So underground that I'll take you to China

In the world of rock ain't nobody finer

Yo Dmoney think I nailed the assignment

Now it's time to put these plans back where no one can find them

I am the incredible Abstrakt on a pedestal, I bring unforgettable

Raps that have a steady flow, all you rappers edible

I'm sicker than medical, spectacular and secular, I'm ready to let it go

Got a lot of issues, write em down and get em out, and got a mind full of sickness

And I let it out my mouth, with these phrases that I come up with

I conjure what is now, and you know I do it loud, and I'm coming for the crown

And you clowns wanna talk, but I ain't even listening, I just make another track

And you know that it is glistening, cuz I'm shining when I rhyme

And I'm doing it on time, and you hating on my grind, but you know I'm doing fine

You pull a knife I pull a sword

Send one of mine to the hospital, I send two of yours to the morgue

This is more than a sport, this is gladiatorial

Been in this since Arnold was the govenor of California

I've said some unholy shit

That would get kicked off the set like Gina Carano on in the Mandalorian

It's pandemonium

And time is money,and mine is worth like forty bands, so I guess you can't afford me then

I make a metamorphosis

Holding on a sceptre wearing a robe like a sorcerer's supposed to dress

I transform into a poltergeist, hit you in your overbite

Fast as lightning strike like a Cobra bites

Time to kill the suspense, did it in self-defense

Yo "I see dead people" with my Sixth Sense

Apparitions from this mic demolition

On a mission to body beats like a mortician

At the funeral home collecting cadavers

I'm lit … it's cremation for these weak rappers

And I'll dump your ashes right down the toilet

Have a homecoming with your rhymes enjoy it

Lemme bring it back to the light now

Even though I'm from the gutter I can still keep it high brow

Repent for my sins then play some Beethoven

When it's my time I hope that Heaven's gates open