Tek Stylez' Word Play Ground ((Official Cypher Thread))

[koncretegorilla]

Originally Posted by TeknicelStylez

Yo KG your shit is serious mang, remind me of some Gza shit for real.

yo thanks man.. im jus tryna keep up wit yall cos i seen wat corp members is capable of, lol some damn fine poets in here.

[MASTER PAI MEI]

Originally Posted by koncretegorilla

The radius layers were failin', became vacant/
gases laced the elements traced in vegetation.
Glaciers drained without replacements/
seen the tropical rainforests stop refillin' the basin.
Days had elevated the heatwaves/
even the beach was breached by how much the sea raised.
Each ray was danger, u.v.'s turned to lasers/
solar blazed the plains of the himalay ranges.
Asians migrated with Arabian neighbors/
Europe stayed safe, America's was saturated.
The great changes came at a price, but outa spite/
we laughed off the muthafuccas, callin it tripe.
It was carbon, wit' carcinogenic market charges/
cars were discarded, barred from the calmness.
Harvested garments were largely harnessed/
sythentic fabrics were marked down as tarnished.
Parliament was garbage, a rotting carcus/
partner countries swiftly departed agreements..
..freedom from the beast riddled heathens, heavily breathin'/
kill the president when hes peacefully sleepin.(lol)

ayo...check the season scrilla cream be the reason,
for conivin' lyin' hidin' sellin' buyin' and theivin,
The evil is bleeding from one neck slit in the evening,
listen to gorilla feel what he's speaking deep with meaning,
the ever seeing eye has unfocused our dreams,
demons no longer pulls my strings angels open their wings,
and catch a breeze they soar over the dispatched disease,
that has plagued the globe with disasterous scenes,
as cancerous teams paraiah's of society bank on basic needs,
treated like parakeets paralyzed caged... no longer sing,
generations lack modesty and honestly it harbors greed,
these words I bring, I hope to feed 3rd eyes to see,
life for what it be, never concede or accept complacency,
network and read, teach those we see, to connect and think free...

[koncretegorilla]

After the sirens came silence, no one was firin'/
dying from the wild uncontrollable violence.
Tyrants no longer was vibrant/
lively niggas lost they minds quicker stickin to hidin'.
Crime had dried, rhymers were bribed, pythons syphoned/
venom fed the energy used to cleanse the hybrids.
Sized the cyphas up for alignment, time reliant/
mics had replied like they first was assigned wit'.
The law abidin' citizen kane, gave out the order/
formed a single line of lambs fit for the slaughter.
Mauled ya source slowly, your installed code links/
known to roam cloaked so ya scopes wouldnt note me.
Low key posts chose closely not to boast/
canvas had the hand paint a 1 layered coat.

[Bigot Hitman]

Combinations of attacks to the head, lead to his death
After the feds blew the test, too late, the lead was through his chest
Evidence was loose'in the best, like a billion picece puzzle
Appeared his screams were muffled, air's peace troubled
Why seek the bubble, its too unstable to inhabit
Yet he shacked up in cabins, built on furs from ten rabitts
Nobody knew the victim, so it wasn't tragic, more lika small event
To the law they spent, enough time on the fallen men

^^^lame

Fuck that, point triggers wit no clips for fun
Deadly, i'm sick wit tons, of bricks and funds
Hot chicks get done, won't no sane man approach quick
Poor man wit that dirty itch like roach tick,
From buildings above, in the past i poached snitch
Candles handle boat wicks, Barn fire in living rooms
At the obvious, i'm sendin two, so yo, blend in dude
For bodies get tinted and pulled, into woods to decay
Greatness, slowin me is like a tiger woods delay
Who would see days, with just wack goods on replay (Wack lines)
Yo dj's, let my beat blaze, so to the brain, i can freeze'n daze
Hip hop head pleads for days, for thourough lyristsism
When it comes to me, they fear the wisdom, too ill to put near the system
There, i've glared in prisms, and shared the miss'ems, so just respect
Like to cause mass hysteria, in crowds, in the air, i bust to vex

[J.T.S.]

Remarkable dark-man scrolls scripted in a zone nuetral
Choose silent weaponry, sword on my back pull it out slay em' brutal
Boost souls from hell, aimin' after-life flamin' spears at demons as i bail
My life's a spell i can't break, my anger causes earthquakes
Flows rape competitions , squads stack funds for wakes
i take temple shots reach in my knot and repell them
Dragon breath smellin', cremated fire felon
Snitches retire tellin' tales, bodies found surrounded by shells
Mc turtle-back ya heard my herd of niggas thunder turf raps
Jason out-fit on, chainsaw through ya face brawl
Young guns capped, hit you crippled payback
Crazy cat head stompin' attacks, brain damage ya impact
Windmill lines spin, fuck a pen with ya blood compositions i'm writing
Spliff lighting lion, my home is a den
Players get slammed like Denver nugget games
wounded with razors, with a tub full of alcolhol to bathe-in

[tha god concept]

the whole mutha fuckin masta plans gone wrong
i drop bombs....stomp strong like godzilla threw Hong Kong
so much game my fans shakin pom-poms
yall dont want none....like a haggard hooker hole
ya styles so bitch its equipped with a stripper pole
i gotta sicker flow my reps juss as good as gold
so give me respect or ya next in the sleeper hold
my hearts grown cold....so i laugh at all opponents
ya lifes in the grip of my fist, you dont even own it
i trapem like like rodents clampin on necks till they exploded
Concept tha gods hand picked to be the chosen
talk totin...cause my language is lethal
your compared to me is the perfect example of "all men arent created equal"
my sheeth holds a steeple steady throwin hexes when wrekkin
tie you up from my truck to a pole then drive the other direction
learn some fuckin lessons and quit fuckin testin
cause the God can only hand out so many blessins for confessions
bury the murder weapon....stomp on all snakes walkin bare foot
gave madoosa a hair cut, im harder than the victims she stared up
you scared duck?...huntin seasons juss around the corner
gettin wet in a sec stealin bodis from the coroner
embalming fluid soaked fingers, good for smokin horrors
half yall cats half steppin like injured skate boarders!!!

[J.T.S.]

I play my position fire heads in missions won't live for the doc's prescriptions
Tangle Kurt Angle ass whipping, t.k.o. pimps while their pimpin'
My description black male, face documented in documents of time i was locked in cells
Pigs broke out warrants but failed to find the God, took time to refine the mind
Never-mind dummies stealin' my lines get clobbered in due time
State police blatters get blattered, then splattered with nine
Lives i have 2 survived shots, only got chopped stuck em' with screws
Crews rollin' with police cruisers, get set-up by the ruler
Legend like Slick Rick, expose niggaz funny style like Redman's album skits

[koncretegorilla]

The corner store koreans were screamin'/
seen they pops got shot thru the wire screenin'.
It was evening news, thieves used heavy indecent/
grevious attacks just to reach their achievements.
The greedy inconvenient truth is that loot rules/
two hands demand while their carrying two tools.
Hooliez fuckin shootin for jewels, life is cruel/
times come where niggas gota fight for they food.. Fight for they view,
shitzu just chewed the lace off the shoes/
poolstick skewered pooch was a fuckin kebab..
..had the gas flame scorchin, torchin the back storeroom/
44's helped to reward my fortune.
Saw the court doors closin n' thought soon im goin/
Mrs. Ho was a no show and the jury was frozen.
No one thought id get out alive but fuc that/
im a black rat nasty bastard lovin my wrap.

[MASTER PAI MEI]

I strike like Pneumonia leave’en Porky Pigs colder…the fluid I spit fills your Lungs til its over… you Petunia Pigs sit on phallic symbols I sold ya…I get over flipping cons like quarters…as you sit and smolder…like a white coal…or a fiends stem with a Bic and Boulder…nowadays emcees are mentally slower…challenged individuals acting Bi-Polar…slowbake in the brew of poisonous Cobra…as my wisdom cauldron starts bubbling over…as your lowered into hot oil… big meat heads marinated til spoiled…in Dante’s Inferno and boiled…my strikes impact like a 12 Gauge recoil…infertile inmates of hell get swirled…and Ballarina’s tippy toe and twirl…around serious society issues GET MURDERED!!!...the masses hold the weight STEEL GIRDERS!!!...I drop science the Gravity will DISTURB YA!!!...earthquake roller I ‘ll mentally CONVERT YA!!!...you sloths take too long to equate…ya simple fate…digesting in the beasts stomach contemplate…after ya mentally chewed and ate…fronting fake acting apes…Charleston Heston on the planet popping grapes…hanging on to Ignorance Draped…alcohol used as a Cape…the smuggling Mules tummy’s scraped…Mortal Sin stuck to ya state like tape Raped!!!!!!I steam roll over concrete slabs social snakes skate…

[koncretegorilla]

Step into the office lets discuss ya profits/
bitch u aint at college wher the fucs my promised dollars.
Best be honest stop the bullshittin droppin illogic/
the documents report that you screwed 2 scholars.
2 doctors and a hospital warden/
not to mention the men u spent time wit in lawson.
Four non-poor niggas, wit' heads on the wall niggas/
swore we'd start chargin' no lower than 4 figures.
Accordin to the books u rich b'/
sneaky bitch tried to fuckin turned round n pimp me!!
Smacked her with the backhand swiftly/
took the bills from the bitch killed actin shifty.
Sicily livin', invisibly wit the gypsies/
hard-life pimpin chicks pickin out dixies.
Half hour slut fest, eighty til ya nuts jet/
cool g for anything else nigga nuf' said.

[koncretegorilla]

^^LoLz.. wtf, aight lemmi thro this 1 down.



Im known to rock loco wit the solid arm chokehold/
tokin' in the gucci coat, blowin' smoke holes.
Own the localised vocals like im mad anti-social/
fuck the most quoted ima rap for the total.
Cream thrones eventual champs, buys their mansions/
thats tha fuckin' reason why im missin in action.
Cant stand my chances so im takin, fuck askin'/
tragic circumstances from my prior expandin'.
Plainly and humanely explained, my situation pain/
depicts the friction of the perilous game.
The stageplay was virtually fact/
the blackmagic doctor had the chemical vat.
That was jam packed wit vitamins for different environments/
b,c's and x's left for less better islands.
An exodus for migrants hidin' behind disguises/
frightened by the license of the violent devices.
Spies tried ta heist my lines, bite my likeness/
fuck tryna buy time, commit suicide bitch.


uhh.. yea shit, im outies 4now. Ima postup later cos i seem to be floodin lol

[MASTER PAI MEI]

flood it koncrete!! Its all good Build in the temple !!

[koncretegorilla]

Originally Posted by bigben

flood it koncrete!! Its all good Build in the temple !!

ay thats cool b'.. aight ima go hed' n do another dedicated to the arts


The metal stripped the bark from the oak, in large doses/
monks trained daily wit' impecable focus.
Oceans had the Hooties but was missin' the Blowfish/
mos def niggas were'nt always open for showbiz.
Steel claws was holdin the door closed/
even the crane couldnt maintain the dominant horse pose.
Force flows had tapped the channels of wu shu/
sifu saw the final outcome before we knew.
It was over, the second technique broke the motor/
homies got no chance to reload the toaster.
Robes had opened up wit the swords out/
razored edge blades shaded the gathering warclouds.
Staunch, proud, commited to order, a boardwalker/
faucet pours the liquid so i'd be like water.
Taught forms imported from the depths of the lung/
peace to Bolo Yeung n' rest easy Sammo Hung.
Bruce knew the roots to the groups of wing-chun/
but death was won, death was one...

...yea, rest in peace to big fuckn Bolo, crazy nigga loco. martial law Samo wit' the heavy two eighty rolo. no doubt one love to Bruce, peace to his dojo and every muthafucca that i dont even kno yo..

media fucking performance veterans man, since 71' reading scripts on screen wit backflips n jumpkicks kid, no wires. shit was wild bac then son, these artists was heroes for a ghetto child dreamin of anutha freedom scheme to elevate himself above the bullshit son yamean.. so yea ima say thanks god, cos i guess, only the good die young tho'.

[J.T.S.]

Somebody call the fire department this threads blazin'!

mentals get scarred, then charred once the ox charge
rock on the paladium, black god runnin' frauds outta dodge
Pull ya master-card, jook ya ice, know u need therapy like Sean price
i live the nocturnal life, horrific like the late vincent price explicit lyrics i write run-over you parasites
i hold the mic mighty, and body bounty hunters
found super soaked wrapped in plastic under the stairs
enemies give me crazy stares, and end up needing faces repaired

[TeknicelStylez]

Braka Braka Braka

Chief Rocka, the vivid dream sleep watcha
The heat gotchya screaming like a cheap opera
green farms submarine alarms deep clockas
Bleep Bleep Knocka 2 for 3 poppas on the E Toppers
Poland Spring Water Flow Go and sing all the show
Broadway all day marauder blows you oughtta know
Pillage retribution, village execution, Tek is coo son
You could respect my new gun or get left in 2 dumps
Seperated Appendages say I negated the evidence
Suburban Gated Menacin Cracker killin jaded tenaments

just fuckin around 5 minute type ups lol