Tha Cypher Part 2

Artists : MSC : Tha Cypher Part 2

Its on now, this time I’m raisin tha stakes
U need to stop rhyming , be a lady, go bake us a cake
Pickin up that microphone was ur biggest mistake
Now I’m gonna make u pay, like u owe me a dollar and 8
I’m goin to korea, never comin back to tha states
Cuz america, has to many fake rappers to hate
The FBI, CIA got my microphone tapped
U wanna battle me? that’s like puttin a gun to ur back
So if u cross tha line, I wont hesitate to pull it
U battle me? Be prepared to bite this bullet
Emcees are like numbers, I’m number 0 in line
Cuz I beat everyone, from number 1 to tha 9
Everyone try to rap, all that they say is yo
Even vegetarian’s gotta beef w/ my flow
This is pure hip hop, for pure intellectuals
I battle male and female, even transsexuals
U think that u hott, but I be tha best
U aint better then me, even if u were tha only MC left
Ur lyrics are fragile, and u cant defeat these
Grab tha mic, bust it right, I can spit w/ ease
Whose tha best MC? See that’s everyones question
And tha answer is, a tie, between me, and my reflection
Sayin ur lyrics are hot, man that’s all talk
U couldn’t melt an ice cube, in tha sun, on tha side walk
Get tha white chalk, outline these MC’s and tha mic
Cuz MSC came, and killed tha battle tonite
I gotta computer we could even battle online
w/ one rhyme, I throw u out of windows 99
On judgement day, only tha ill will survive
So as far as we know it, I’ll be tha only one alive
And I don’t even know why u came ova to tha battle
U couldn’t win, if ur mom was on tha judges panel
I’m not a playa I invented tha game
MSC dogg remember tha name
U beat me in tha battle son, hardly
I’ll be on 106, u’ll be freestylin at some party
Yeah I’ll win, no doubt about it
Closest u’ll ever get, is when ur online and u post about it
don’t even step to me, about that battling shit
You’ll be still here, and I’ll be travelin bitch
Everyone come around, when I spit on a mic
U really think ur gonna beat me tonite?
U must be out of ur mind, like u had brain surgery
What the fuck, I don’t know, but I promise that u’ll heard of me
Tried to murder me, man that shit is ubsered
I’m about to beat u after I say some bad words
Like fuck, bitch, bastard, you
don’t even step to me, when I’m chillin w/ my crew
Yo, that’s tha camera It had to meet you
Its filmin me w/ it, while I continue to beat u
Defeat you, sorry I had to greet you
Treat u like a buffett, had to eat you
I know u came to win, but that shit is usless
All I need is a mic, and my rhymes is how I do this
Yeah I know u, tryin to step to this
But u gotta know that it’s a double negative
Contradiction, Man u wont listen
Look at my ice twinkle and glisten
I mean I won, and it wasn’t even a battle
I was just gonna chill, but u had to babble
I mean, u know me, I spit for days
Have chicks screamin like I was B2K
When I spit, I’m nice w/ it
Kick a freestyle, rip some mic’s with it
U know that my talent is a blessing
And I could beat u, in an hour, or even in 30 seconds
After this battle, you’ll be peacefully restin
And all I wanted to do was teach u a lesson
as soon as you mention my name, dog, I’m right there
like a genie I’ll pop right at cha out of thin air
but I aint here to grant you a wish, I’m here to make you wish
that you would’ve never opened your mouth fool, so take a pick
what type of ammunition you want me to use? Don’t get me confused
I’m a cool mutha fucka but I short out like a fuse
And in this situation, I’m sittin’ here reading and pacin’
I got a new formula for the lyrics I’m lacin’
It’s called straight poison, you hearing noises
It’ll have your ass paranoid in front of your boys and
Have you straight trippin’ like you drug overdosin’
Then be closer to God like the biblical Moses
So what’s it gonna be homie, you cant breathe
I’m too much for you nigga, you can’t see
Who else do u know eat rappers like cheerios?
MSC be bumpin in everybody’s stereos
U think I’m ur baby daddy? don’t even fantasize
Everyone think tha kid mine, just cuz of my slanted eyes!
Cmon to my house, we can get faded!
After smoking 2 blunts of mine, u and me will look related!
And now that its over, and I’ve had my fun
Dogg I did a hott freestyle, now this rhyme is done