The Co-Op Cypher

Lyrics: I’m manic with the manuscript On tracks I manage to cause aneurysms then I’m gone when I vanish quick I dismantle rappers from New York to Los Angeles Then run it back like Forrest Gump you ain’t equipped to handle this Like amputee candidates, holding burning candle sticks On wax I’m immaculate, full of ideas While in between your ears is a space that is cavernous I spit scriptures listeners receive the holy sacrament I’m tiggedy Tank the tightest motherfucker that you ever heard Usurping nerds get decapitated in this murder verse Severing your rhymes like heads in 1789 Like one trick pony skaters staying on the grind It’s just a sign of the times that wicked rhymes get declined I keep spitting fire not even dragons can’t define No life line chillin’ in the pines observing rappers Bringing fluid to the desert, prickly spines like I’m a cactus Nihilo the destroyer, causing paranoia Killing imitation rappers, yeah I guess your cup just runneth over Ayatollah, I’m the word of the gods and I done told ya Origami when I fold ya, you throw rocks and I throw boulders God level me up, the devils they run I’m belligerent huh, but destined to none My flesh is getting weaker but my spirit is young I’m climbing the ladder and the bell has just rung Opening fire with my tongue, I’m the one Dangerous as gasoline at a Hanukah party I’ll get you hyped up like the real Tom Hardy At Sardi’s dining fresh cus the Tony took me Piping hot fresh out the oven like cookies I’m a monster even Ripley tried to book me If you can’t believe it then I know you a rookie Mobb Deep mixed with AC/DC how it shook me Yeah my parlay hit now I gotta find my bookie Cold shoulder watch it lean ain’t my lover Billie Jean Gotta knack react on beats, be the mac attack on scenes They said Benzo where you at? I said I’m poppin’ off these keys They said oh you think you slap? I said go and check receipts Cuz bitch i really be feelin’ it like I’m popping a Ritalin On an island like Gilligan, like the ocean be rippling I cannot stop what is written in, in this stone it just said I’m him What the fuck is you kidding with? I’m God sent what you think this is A dead horse, I forced machetes and two swords Through the belly of a friend when prepping for new wars A cool story bro, I said it in 2-4 That’s Kobe, with a head on a dudes porch I helicopter spinning death on a vinyl Euphonic with the straight edge, neck got a smile Cut down ya corpse, I’m on deck to defile And bodied another verse, put it next to the pile When Chopper drop a line it’s like an orbital bombardment Its not a spot to hide cuz your coordinates the target The ordinance I’m lobbing ends wars before they're started A single shot of mine ends up destroying your whole arsenal It’s more like Columbine take ‘em to school and then I off ‘em I’m really like a teacher cuz i like presenting problems Ain’t no writers block, just writers on my block so walk with caution The outline that I draw is just these bodies that I’m chalking Now I know the game is knowledge I ain't coming to preach Or speak life and goals that you can possibly reach I'm here to burn one, kick back, relax then learn some While I earn my numbers fakes ahead of the game They make a little profile and try to switch up their lane But their lames, changing their voices with some AI apps They couldn't write a fuckin’ rap if their first name was Saran Collect dap that's that and that's the end of you fam, goddamn This ain’t nothin you heard, so lock in Cuz I bring more shock than neurotoxin Watch me on my come up all my work is clocked in Cuz its super Seicho, and whats the word no stopping Never take L's I just take after the big one Like he passed the L, now ring the master bell, heat, you get some Like an income, and it'll never diminish To think otherwise is kiddish, aight yo this shit's finished, it’s Seicho