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1 a: firmly established : fixed, steadfast <stable opinions> b: not changing or fluctuating : unvarying <in stable condition> c: permanent, enduring <stable civilizations>2 a: steady in purpose : firm in resolution b: not subject to insecurity or emotional illness : sane, rational <a stable personality>3 a (1): placed so as to resist forces tending to cause motion or change of motion (2): designed so as to develop forces that restore the original condition when disturbed from a condition of equilibrium or steady motion b (1): not readily altering in chemical makeup or physical state <stable emulsions> (2): not spontaneously radioactive
Is this what weak niggas do when they start losing!
You hooking up cables was supposed to be witty I guess!
No it wasn't.How can you drag a horse stable? How can you drag me out of it?
Dude are you that dense
I see your style is already a fence......I mean on the fence.
you must've dropped outta high school to pay your mom's rent.
Angry at the world cause you gay and in here you trying to vent.
You are not stable nor a stable.
fucking with me you are far from capable.
Back track?
Your shitty rhymes like the smell of shit linger.LOL in the lion's den, that rhyme seemed to trigger some anger.
And don't lie
you are really from bedstuy.
But you got the atl down low community in your eye.
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New topic!
Your boy is not doing to well with this one!
Your boy is not doing to well with this one!
New topic!
Your boy is not doing to well with this one!
Lemme translate....Damn I'm outta rhymes.
You're right next topic.
Did your boyfriend nut in your eye again. Got you seeing things.
Oh wait you aint gay.
Lemme translate....Damn I'm outta rhymes.
You're right next topic.
Did your boyfriend nut in your eye again. Got you seeing things.
Oh wait you aint gay.
Dude you rhymed linger with anger, you can't be serious
I'm glad you typing cause I couldn't imagine ever hearing this
And the only thing you can come up with is "oooh you gay"
You have said the same shit at least 8 times to day
So I hope you finally find that dick
With just the right fit
But me? I don't play with fags so now I'm out of it
Until I really get some comp because what you spitting is beneath me
I see why you ran over here to hide, you fit in so discreetly!
Dude you rhymed linger with anger, you can't be serious
I'm glad you typing cause I couldn't imagine ever hearing this
And the only thing you can come up with is "oooh you gay"
You have said the same shit at least 8 times to day
So I hope you finally find that dick
With just the right fit
But me? I don't play with fags so now I'm out of it
Until I really get some comp because what you spitting is beneath me
I see why you ran over here to hide, you fit in so discreetly!
Damn you bitch ass fag you done?
come on don't run son
Is you man calling you? is it time to go to bed?
You in bedstuy about to give some dude head?
Bitch I said it from the start
you lack talent and will soon fall apart.
I told you. constantly rhyming about your dick really wasn't smart.
Bitch get the fuck out you've been crossed off cyba's wannabe emcees chart.
Damn, WTF happened to the cypher????
C/S come on yall. Cybaaaaaa maybe time to change the subject.
OKOKOK
ANDY AND MAC
yall are both nice but you guys can't keep Jackin the thread .....
This thread is NOT meant to replace the battle thread. Its meant to supplement and enhance it.
THE BATTLE THREAD IS THAT AWAY >>>>>>>>>>>>
NEXT CYPHER:
WEAPONS - RHYME ABOUT A WEAPON. WHEN YOU ARE DONE WRITE DOWN A WEAPON FOR THE NEXT MC TO USE.
HERE"S A WEAPON FOR THE NEXT MC.
TOOTHPICK
ANDY AND MAC
yall are both nice but you guys can't keep Jackin the thread .....
This thread is NOT meant to replace the battle thread. Its meant to supplement and enhance it.
THE BATTLE THREAD IS THAT AWAY >>>>>>>>>>>>
NEXT CYPHER:
WEAPONS - RHYME ABOUT A WEAPON. WHEN YOU ARE DONE WRITE DOWN A WEAPON FOR THE NEXT MC TO USE.
HERE"S A WEAPON FOR THE NEXT MC.
TOOTHPICK
Sick and psychoitc
I got it,
follow a pig to his night spot,
reach through his jabs and blocks
right finger behind the ear pops,
left elbow then chops
caution when body drops,
arms then form a tight lock,
drag him in back of the empty factory
tell the female accomplice to place a tooth pick
in the hole where his piss drips
and take another one to nail his tongue in between his two lips...
take four more plus four more of those
to make sure the door to his soul stays closed..
That took a little thinking...thanx for the exercise Cyba...
Next weapon:
Window Wiper
I got it,
follow a pig to his night spot,
reach through his jabs and blocks
right finger behind the ear pops,
left elbow then chops
caution when body drops,
arms then form a tight lock,
drag him in back of the empty factory
tell the female accomplice to place a tooth pick
in the hole where his piss drips
and take another one to nail his tongue in between his two lips...
take four more plus four more of those
to make sure the door to his soul stays closed..
That took a little thinking...thanx for the exercise Cyba...
Next weapon:
Window Wiper
Awww, thanks McG! The poem was great. I'm waiting on that candlelight dinner, but that's another topic....
In my days, I've ducked pistols, snipers, missiles fires...
I've killed rich old liars with nothing but a window wiper.
They wave a gauge or tech, with their lasers blazing red.
I grab the wiper, attach razors to the edge and aim it for their heads.
You can claim "Boss" but remember this assassin doesn't play soft.
His game's lost as I begin to window wipe his fucking face off.
The time is right. Funny enough I was never the violent type.
But if you hire me, the job's done and I'm doing to dine tonight.
Once a simple window cleaner who knew nothing of any violence.
The blood rinses into my bucket. Now what's my next assignment?
Next weapon: Nunchaku
I've killed rich old liars with nothing but a window wiper.
They wave a gauge or tech, with their lasers blazing red.
I grab the wiper, attach razors to the edge and aim it for their heads.
You can claim "Boss" but remember this assassin doesn't play soft.
His game's lost as I begin to window wipe his fucking face off.
The time is right. Funny enough I was never the violent type.
But if you hire me, the job's done and I'm doing to dine tonight.
Once a simple window cleaner who knew nothing of any violence.
The blood rinses into my bucket. Now what's my next assignment?
Next weapon: Nunchaku
Obliged...
Thank you Cyba, this is a great thread. Not everybody wants to battle but here they can still rhyme. Let's try to keep it right and tight in here. Lady S has what you need if you are looking to throw blows.
Sick and psychoitc
I got it,
follow a pig to his night spot,
reach through his jabs and blocks
right finger behind the ear pops,
left elbow then chops
caution when body drops,
arms then form a tight lock,
drag him in back of the empty factory
tell the female accomplice to place a tooth pick
in the hole where his piss drips
and take another one to nail his tongue in between his two lips...
take four more plus four more of those
to make sure the door to his soul stays closed..
That took a little thinking...thanx for the exercise Cyba...
Next weapon:
Window Wiper
Owl and Mag B! Fan-fucking-tastic. I don't know how OWL managed turn out a damn toothpick but he did it and Mag B got me scared of the rain now.
You guys are amazing! :groupwave
You vs me
That's like somebody trying to throw the moon-at-chu
Fuck around and I'm a slay you wif my nunchaku
in other words nunchuks
You dumb fucks
I gets busy with the "chain sticks"
or plain Knucks
bo staff or fisticuffs
either way you outta luck
Next weapon: dental floss
Using dental floss to sever my mark's tendons
you don't have to make an appointment to be a victim of my assasination.
My name is all you have to mention, to trigger your extinction.
I would use my dessert E
But that shit is way to messy
cleaning dental floss is very easy.
my floss isn't made with wax.
Its so strong it can pull a train off it's tracks.
I'll take you out if you are alert or relaxed.
I'm silent like a ninja.
cunning and sinnister.
When I'm done I'll cremate ya
who the fuck can kill with Butter?
you don't have to make an appointment to be a victim of my assasination.
My name is all you have to mention, to trigger your extinction.
I would use my dessert E
But that shit is way to messy
cleaning dental floss is very easy.
my floss isn't made with wax.
Its so strong it can pull a train off it's tracks.
I'll take you out if you are alert or relaxed.
I'm silent like a ninja.
cunning and sinnister.
When I'm done I'll cremate ya
who the fuck can kill with Butter?
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You would barely be better
If you could beat me with the batter
but could you withstand the body blows
if I bash you with butter?
Consider it a salt-and-Batter-y
The frozen sticks will shatter the
spine, legs, arms, and tooth cavity
then put you out of your misery
It can leave your limbs torn
but see what it can do in softer form
Force butter down your throat till
It's coming out every orifice
including your sweat glands
and all your skins pores and its
dripping and slipping
got you twistin and wishing
you were in anywhere but here
in my buttery sphere
Its clear
I can end it here for everyones sake
In liquid form I'll drown you
in my land-o-lakes
Next weapon: tire iron
It seems you brothers caught a flat
Here I can help you with that
Just come round back
I think I got some shit that'll patch
He gripped the latch
Of his door, in the pitch of the black
All you heard was a loud thwat
As my tire iron made a crack
A 500 why he want do that
He know niggas hungry, any other night it would have been clack
See cheese that really motivates me
Two more times for good measure, I want him out, I don't want him to bleed
Through his pockets for his wallet and keys
I know my homeboi Steve
Pay pretty money for some whips like these
I had to check to make sure that he breathe
Threw in some Fix-A-Flat
A jack shouldn't really come with this ease
Somebody use a pair of scissors please!
I love this....
Keep the vibe flowing
Keep the vibe flowing 
My flow dont translate well to keystyle but:
Ill cut it off like the spark of road rage in a blizzard, remove a ni99a gizzard with the scissors/ im butter with the cutters, wild wit the child-proofs, i make a sad clown smile duke/ im da reason for the plastic joints wit blunted points and the cause of the bandaid gause without a pause/ i get raw, split chu till the white meat fit you/ go ahead an get cha period tissue you got some bleedin issues/
Next Weapon: scalple?
Ill cut it off like the spark of road rage in a blizzard, remove a ni99a gizzard with the scissors/ im butter with the cutters, wild wit the child-proofs, i make a sad clown smile duke/ im da reason for the plastic joints wit blunted points and the cause of the bandaid gause without a pause/ i get raw, split chu till the white meat fit you/ go ahead an get cha period tissue you got some bleedin issues/
Next Weapon: scalple?
With a scalpel, I dissect niggaz flows with precision
The mission at best, is to make intricate incisions
I piss on the rest, to test my cuts against a surgeon
It's OnSlaught - mad scientist, flow fluid like a sturgeon
I'm urgin' to step, into the emergency room
Sew up the wounds, surgically placed a lung of a baboon
into the cavity, to give a patient the breathin' capacity
To run a marathon, bet the speed of lights not passin' thee
Next Weapon: light bulb
I'm a simple lad
live life simply and seek simple laughs
until one quiet and rainy night
these young asses crossed my path
"Run your cash!"
Even with an abbacus they couldn't do the math
I smiled
2 short blocks from home
Walking from the store
3 young men confronted me in a downpour
no weapons just groceries
milk, bread, flour, rib rub,
half a dozen eggs and a 3 pack of light bulbs
As they got closer I reached into the bag
and yelled "the change's in here"
while muttering to myself
Pray for all you hold dear
I ripped the top off of the flour
and threw the flour bag in the air
They were distracted by the powdered affair
but to me it was clear
I took the rib rub and hit the closest one
right in his ear
I reached right back in the bag as
number 2 approached with a knife
wet flour on his face
as he tried to take my life
I blocked with the soymilk and squeezed the box
the white liquid sprayed his face
his clothes and his locks
While distracted
I threw a lightbulb at the closest
and kicked him in the balls
Kneed him in the face
and didn't wait to watch him fall
as number 3 turned to run
I threw the chicken breast at his legs
Number 2 was up again
so I hit him with the box of eggs
While he wiped the eggs, milk
and flour mix out of his hair
I shattered a second lightbulb in his face
and carved my name right there
I beat Mr. Chicken breast man with the loaf of bread
put the 3rd light bulb in his mouth
then punched him in the head
As he spit the glass out
and tried to tell me to stop
I had to end the cake batter mess
cause somebody called the cops
Next Weapon: Catapult
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Where are all the emcees I slowed down to let rhyme?
I use the catapult
To shot-put myself back in time
to Cover evidence of my crimes
I'm implanted with futuristic visions
So I can assassinate emcees who practice plagiarism.
With intricate precision
An onslaught came into my vision
This thread is not the place for murder
So I was told
So I’ll put this onslaught on hold.
How can you kill some one with a bowl?
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Next CIPHER: Black History Heroes
Imagine if Malcolm X, Marcus Garvey, Harriet Tubman could rap. How would they spit? What would they say? Post a rhyme in that persons voice, words and style. When you are done with the rhyme, post a figure for someone else to rhyme to.
First Up: Malcolm X (before he left the nation of Islam)
Imagine if Malcolm X, Marcus Garvey, Harriet Tubman could rap. How would they spit? What would they say? Post a rhyme in that persons voice, words and style. When you are done with the rhyme, post a figure for someone else to rhyme to.
First Up: Malcolm X (before he left the nation of Islam)
First and Always,
Praise be due to the God of ALL WAYS,
Could brothers get over ya small ways,
Why we march on the mall for days
when our youth are attacked by caucase..
but kill the brother in the hallways,
for scuffing ya nikes,
despite the hike in technology
WE still got a long way to be free,
What happened to free the land,
I guess by any means,
was just a catchy line in a jam,
There's no education higher than illumination,
And no Higher Pride of People,
than to define the rules of their own nation,
assalamu alaikum
Praise be due to the God of ALL WAYS,
Could brothers get over ya small ways,
Why we march on the mall for days
when our youth are attacked by caucase..
but kill the brother in the hallways,
for scuffing ya nikes,
despite the hike in technology
WE still got a long way to be free,
What happened to free the land,
I guess by any means,
was just a catchy line in a jam,
There's no education higher than illumination,
And no Higher Pride of People,
than to define the rules of their own nation,
assalamu alaikum
Every man is a king
Down with this slavery thing
All men are on an equal plane
No man is above god, plant this in your brain
We can control land, air and sea
All Man is as powerful as he wants to be
For four hundred years the black man has been a victim of slavery.
Treated like animals forced to do the masters' labor
We are not animals, We were forged from the same mold by mothernature.
Like a trained animal forced to do as the master says
The black man is not an animal nor should he be a slave
Many of us their will was broken and rendered not brave
The ones claming brave I've tested, and many failed the task
I rank them as a lower class.
Alas My black brothers and sisters we must break the chains for which we are hold
For only god is higher than man. Amongst men, men should not be sold.
Down with this slavery thing
All men are on an equal plane
No man is above god, plant this in your brain
We can control land, air and sea
All Man is as powerful as he wants to be
For four hundred years the black man has been a victim of slavery.
Treated like animals forced to do the masters' labor
We are not animals, We were forged from the same mold by mothernature.
Like a trained animal forced to do as the master says
The black man is not an animal nor should he be a slave
Many of us their will was broken and rendered not brave
The ones claming brave I've tested, and many failed the task
I rank them as a lower class.
Alas My black brothers and sisters we must break the chains for which we are hold
For only god is higher than man. Amongst men, men should not be sold.
Harriet Tubman
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Damn we can't abandon Ms. Tubman
She risked her life to help our fore fathers run.
Freed over 300 slaves without firing a gun
Big up to this incredible woman.
Come on my fellow negros come follow me if you wannabe free
We never did anything for the white man to be his enemy
There's a better life for slaves in philly.
Cause you see, god showed me the north star
Without him I wouldn't have made it this far
He told me life should be free no cells, chains or bars
I don't care if you are old, sick, or a baby
Some say I am crazy
But I'm really on a mission to end slavery.
Tell every slave young and old
there is freedom at the end of the underground railroad.
She risked her life to help our fore fathers run.
Freed over 300 slaves without firing a gun
Big up to this incredible woman.
Come on my fellow negros come follow me if you wannabe free
We never did anything for the white man to be his enemy
There's a better life for slaves in philly.
Cause you see, god showed me the north star
Without him I wouldn't have made it this far
He told me life should be free no cells, chains or bars
I don't care if you are old, sick, or a baby
Some say I am crazy
But I'm really on a mission to end slavery.
Tell every slave young and old
there is freedom at the end of the underground railroad.
"You'll be free or die."