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letra de the p$ycho cypher - p$ycho music

exodu$:

exo is the name, p$ycho cypher is what this beat has became
everyone is to worried about trying to make a name
but i don’t be giving a f-ck, i do this sh-t for fun not for the fame
you better be believing, most of you motherf-ckers be sounding the same
coming around and talking about syllables per second, trying to make a 30sps claim
i don’t even understand what you be sayin’ mumbling your words
this ain’t a game so why you playin’ don’t worry about hatin’
on my flow’ dont cha know’
i actually pr-nounce all my words
so isn’t that the silliest thing you’ve heard?
everyone else thinking about
coming and bringing it better
but i hit em with that 45 berreta’
you dont want to get it, when u run up to the beast cause
i’m takin’ the rap back and scopin’ it back up like ditty’
all you other choppers not giving out your sh-tty lyrics your not tricky’
talking about the “breaking it, taking it, picking it, pocket, hit em with the venom please just stop it”
be an original, unpredictable individual, then you can see, your bars could be deeper then caribbean sea, savagely eat the bars it’s nutrition call it vitamin c
you want fast? well

“i’m takin’ ’em back, and bringing my a-game, hit em with the millimeter when i get to chopping em’ coming and bringing the pain”

weez:

fresh off the xan, and i jumped on the beat
can’t n-body stop me i’m the life of this sh-t
i’m the heart and the beat
you should know me it’s your homie lil weez
i hit a lick and ran off with the keys
blood gang forever, b-tch we k!ller bees
i am a beast and i can’t be contained
i am the dog you let off the leash
dam b-tch i’m #1, and i’m the only one to get the job done
i am a criminal k!lling these instrumentals
b-tch i murder these beats just for fun
so all these rappers say they underground rappers huh
you ain’t underground until i put your -ss up, under one?
n-gg-s know that i don’t play they know where i be coming from
and everytime you see me b-tch i’m strapped out with my tommy gun

i ain’t playing with you n-gg-s, leave your body on the curve
b-tch i’m ripping up your skin, just to get up in your nerves
i got diamonds in my teeth, so i value every word
i’m the best of the best, b-tch have you not heard? have you not heard
i be to busy counting up, these commas
man i’m living presidential like obama
i just blew this cypher up like i’m osama, like i’m osama

anonymous gambino:

anonymous g
is up in the vicinity coming to k!ll mumble rappers, im a real emcee so best belive im crunchiong on you like some ritz crackers some p$ychos are in the building so come prepared with armor one of us might just pull out a loaded 44. and shoot you like george zimmerman
d-mn!
all you muble rappers are starting to make my ears bleed
i outta gut you with a spork and throw your body on your wifes bed sheets
jeez anon-g
when did you get so filthy?
im infected by jarren benton and g mo skee
started producing music when i was 13
and started buliding an empire when i was 15
and now that im at a higher standard
none of you suck rappers are qualified to be in the league with me
screw all of you that try to lower my self of steam
i have too much pride to let yall bring me to my knees
im a cannibal gorilla from the congo
ill hit you with the wombo combo
and if you got a problem we can handle that pr-nto
jesus christ you need jesus christ
cleanse this sinful child and help him see the light
but jesus never came
and the reason why is because he made me born this way
and all you stupid rappers trynna tell tell me any different
ill stab you in the face 10 times and have your wussie -sses hoppin over fence

deus:

i’m burning up the street wit the fire at my feet when i’m coming through dumbin’ through everybody wanna -ssume that i’m only ’bout myself but maybe their right because of the cards that i’ve been delt
have you felt
the demon inside the heathen inside every time i take a step i feel it alive
we the p$ychos at the bottom of the the map and we ready to attack with the mechanical energy of the mind and soul
i’m talkin’ wit all of the voices inside my head and it all makes sense
why the world is filled wit pain and death
it feels like i took a mixture of ‘cain and meth
cause i’m so high up
fillin up my cup
steady keeping the flow how it’s supposed to be
when i’m hangin’ wit the p$ychos i’m worry free
gonna be huffin’ and puffin’ and strugglin’ when you see a piece of me
deus is a monster when he get up on a beat
can’t return it like a little purchase receipt
this ain’t the end but in the future you’ll see
that p$ycho music won’t ever be beat

tempest:

choppin without stoppin, hook em with the rod i’m poppin
breakin but never sayin just what i did today and
i can never fail the hustle cuz we got a lot of muscle
i’m on the p$ycho cypher, my career ascending higher
rappin and it’s fire, you never work, get fired
always late and never changed, i keep it calm up in the game
articulate and immaculate, whenever i’m bringing back on it
spittin like a straw, i make you fall
off the top, b-tch p-ss the glock
you’re out of time, tick tock
hear my rhymes, the clock
shoot like bine, you’re shocked
listen to mine, get rocked
your jawline gets socked
tempest off the track
coming to get whenever they’re finna get popped, b-tch

inzanii:

creepy like jason voorhees 3d on tv//having crazy dream
want to muduer someone in there bed//like it’s a muduer seen//oh sh-t they dead//keep the head//send the body to wake med//or just keep it instead//i need my meds
//bl–dy images inside my head//eyes blood shot red//stab em in the f-ckin gut//i’m vampire drink your f-ckin blood//i’m afraid of the sun light//live on the dark side//been this way for 100 years
//like i’m crying bl–dy tears//dark souls appear//this is weird
go get away from here//heart racing//my mind is glazing//brain washed//put your body inside a car wash//i can’t stop
break your neck till i hear your neck pop
can’t breathe
my mind gone
i must be in my zone
decapitate the head it’s gone
i’m yelling at the d-mn wall
my neighbor are scared so they pick up the phone
i heard the police call for me
tell me
to chill please
a therapist is coming to help me
but that going to anger me

echo (956):

seeing these people tryna rap, but i guess they just get in my way, tryna get advanced but i’m still here at minimum wage, stuck here.. all alone thinkin of how the last person on earth should spend his days, cuz in my head, it’s only me, but when i’m on the outside, i bust like a freak, i pick up the pen and the monster rhymes come from my head, so scary you’ll be too scared to look under your bed, i’ve gone fast so now i slow down, so many people are anxious about this cypher but they need to learn calm down, i’ve done my fair share of the pen, this rap is so energy draining that i’m already at one percent, i feel like i will end but this is barely where i begin uh! but then we murder it again

argo:

spazzing on a track whenever i be spitting it the fastest

breaking your back when i be chopping it up so i’ll be making you go batsh-t

do you fancy an axe? ’cause the matter of fact i’m bringing it right through your f-cking back

i can sense that you’re nervous as i’m going on a k!lling spree

¨oh, this tension is k!lling me!¨ nope, wait that’s me

as i’m ramming a f-cking machete through your little itty bitty throat

i’m gonna using you as a subst-tute for a goat

as i’m sacrifising you to satan

¨do you think you could slay them?¨

okay then

gonna be chopping the syllables making the all of these individuals k!ll themselves, ’cause i’m leaving ’em in amazement

shoving their bodies in the bas-m-nt, locking the door, moping the floor, because k!lling people is such a ch-r-

¨and argo just please k!ll this track, just bring it back¨

kad ek:
i spit hard bars
like kit kats
hit em with some quick jabs
and then i get em with a bat
finna match
me with a f-g
win the match
coming to get em im gonna be slapping em back and i attack and im smacking a
f-ggot immaculate
hit a f-cker with a shotty gonna catch em when they run away im gonna be the one
to leave em all dead
dissing h-llfire, spitting fire, firewire its dire, im tired, i think im gonna go to bed
listen to what i said, put me on a medication, give me dedication
make me lift my head
incredible, cannibal animal making the cannibus gonna be ravenous gonna
becoming a fan of us making a gamut of flows and im making them know
that im taking their bones and im making them feeble if you know what i mean
gonna say bon appet-t and im making them eat
feed em feet
freedom plead
weed on me
beating meat
if you know what i f-cking mean

- pycho music

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