Rhyme Cypher

[Drakillah514]

Autotune? I Graveyard Rappers Who Use That & Their Fans Will Follow Soon...
The Motto? Doom To All Of Whom Would Try To Escape Their Hollow Tomb...
I Speak This Boastful, Against Me You Don't Get To Be The Least Bit Hopeful...
I Don't Need A Piece To Smoke A Weak Bitch That Tweaks His Vocals...
I Ain't Using The Ammo, It's Simply Death If You're Choosing To Battle...
I'm The One You Better SKIPJACK I'll Twist Your Shit Back Like I'm Tryna TUNA Piano...
Kill You I'll Do The Honors, Get Your Team To Defend Like Your Lawyers...
Them Dudes Are Goners, That Means ALL HANDS MURDERED Like The Sawyers...
What Sort Of Outcome Where You Hoping For? I Got A Sword To Scalp Them...
Blades! I'm Bored Without Them I Use Unknown Metal Like Orichalcum...

Next Rhyme: Mechanism

[Virbius]

Mechanism? well, shit...
The way I’m gon use ‘mechanism’... this the art of war with an Armoured Core weapon system specialism.
I’m on another level, like an extra mission, forget attrition, the definition of demolition, I’m bad news like terrorism on television.
You a soft touch, like when you pet a kitten... I’mma put hands on this pussy and I ain’t tryna get permission like feminism.

Ay, you were supposed to keep to the rhyme scheme with the best precision...
I’mma swing a pick at your head, since you never listen, lodge it in your ear ‘canal’, the most pain you were Ever Given.

“TUNA piano”? Oh, like, tune a piano? Jeez.
You’re fucking funny, like jester jism.
I come with more fucking angles than a sex position exhibition.
I’m packing, gonna take him out... ain’t an expedition.
I killed many men, never went to prison but I’m going over cees like extradition.

Every time I shot a cop, feeling less contrition, forget regret I never miss ‘em.
Had to map where I the buried the bodies when I left ‘em stricken,
And where I set up the plot, that’s in the X position.
Yeah I said... set up the plot... in the exposition...
I could’ve killed him with something light, ain’t like my texts are fiction,
But ain’t Dracula supposed to be a clever villain known for erudition?
Idiot. I bet whatever lines you write nex’ are bitten.
I killed him before, so excuse the repetition,
Facts... it’s Drac’... an now I’m feeling like the dead have risen.
Fam, coming back wasn’t the best decision...
You know this won’t end well for you, ain’t just pessimism or a premonition.

I’mma write the bible’s next edition based on hedonism, God tier since I got here, eff religion, when I pen a written it’s an exorcism coz I’m all about the details and they say the devil’s in ‘em.

You fucking up the atmosphere here like lead emissions.
I improve the site, and the text’s sufficient, when the writing’s on the wall, tryna test ya vision.
Shit, I ain’t sayin I’m the best in my chess division, but I’m controlling this board like the Vienna system, so I’ve checked and it’s over for you, that’s the end position.

Next rhyme:
Redefining

[Drakon]

<<<Drakilla, Didn't Know I Had To Scheme...

I'm An Evil Guy & A Phenom Rhyming, What Is This Dweeb Designing?
I Dunno What Kind Of Virbius But He's Not About That Action, It's Redefining...
Say What? I Play With Metal To Win, I Don't Need To Chime In...
Not Sure What This Virgin Pussy Read...I Just Know He's A Bleeding Hymen...
I'll Persecute Your Bitch Ass & Cause You To Seek Asylum...
Knife Slicing, His Spleen Dividing & I'll Leave It There To Be Sheathed Inside Him...
I'll Beat His Eyes In, The Scenes Of Violence...He Flees In Hiding...
Decapitation...After Darkness Everything He Sees Will Widen...
As His Ghost Awakens With His Headless Body On It's Knees Beside Him...
I'm Sick Of Your Feeble Whining, My Blade Will Keep Digging Like The Greed Of Mining..
Your Bars Are Just Bad Efforts, Like Vlad Tepes, My Bloodlust Is In Need Of Dining...
I Don't Care If Your Whole Legion's Trying, You'll See Them Dying...
I'll Proceed To Fry Them, You'll Scream To A Hoarse Voice Like The Steed You're Riding...
I'm A Demon Tyrant...A Seasoned Giant...The Reason God Is Keeping Jesus Silent...
If You Can't Come With More Heat Appliance Then You Shouldn't Be Replying...
Otherwise Coming At Me Is Like An Idiot In The Wild Trying To Feed A Lion...

Next Rhyme: Hellenistic

[Virbius]

Ain’t Drac supposed to be forever twisted, a clever cryptid who gets depicted as hella gifted?
Yes? terrific... then let’s get specific...
Drac: wretched, wicked, never misses.
Drak: jealous, timid, extra livid.
Drac: the threat’s implicit.
Drak: he just vents and nitpicks.
Drak, you’re like Vlad if he was less sadistic, just a pleasant misfit.
This damn joker- Bram Stoker- coz his text’s horrific

He said... uh, I’ve no idea, I saw him enter the thread and skipped it.
Got me living rent free in his head until I get evicted...
Nah that place is a fucking dump where no one ever visits.
These scenes of violence- Easter Island- leaving more headstones than the megalithic west Pacific.
This dude’ll prolly get upset and rent a chick-flick.
Your material always getting beaten, like your leather gimp kit.
Life’s short so I thought I’mma rend the midget...
Strapped a time bomb right on his chest and lit it, then he gets a minute, only living for the moment like he’s hedonistic.

Nah I got the urge to kill him but I’d best resist it.
Shit, it’s like when the Feds inspect the biscuit...
Had to scrape the bottom of the barrel for these marks, like tryna check ballistics.
I ain’t saying I’m the best at this shit, but when I see you I’m always expecting the worst, it’s like I’m pessimistic.
We already know this won’t turn out well for you, ain’t gotta fetch a mystic.
Not sure what Drak’s on about, let’s admit it, should be rotting in a coffin since his style’s hella cryptic.
Nah I’m only joking fam, your text’s simplistic.
All this oneupmanship, shoulda never risked it, the only thing you’re gonna get one up on’s a set of district death statistics.

Next rhyme: pagan rites

[Drakon]

This Kid Took Weeks To Come Back...

The Way You Write?...Faggot Like...Every Line You Displayed Is Light...
Your Pen Game Is Dyke But The Reality Is You're Just...Gay & White...
I'll Say This,...You Went To Fleece Johnson's House To Stay The Night...
That Godless Act For You Was A Pagan Rite, He Said Your Butthole Is His Favorite Type...
I Ain't Talking About Old Recording Tools When I Say He's Dated Mics...
This Dude Didn't Put His Gun Down, But He Once Wrestled A Guy...& He Laid His Pipe...
It's Just Sad You Got Fucked By Many Men And Still You Don't Have Aids Despite...
You Don't Get To Die Peacefully, You Waived Your Rights Trying To Stage A Fight...
You Think Your Phrases Might Slay This But They're Garbage So Save The Hype...
Virb Is A Slave Of Christ...He Spat A Verse & Nobody Gave A Shite...
Virb Bout To Wave His Knife, He Should Kill Himself, That's Some Grave Advice..
But He Should Fill His Own Casket Cause It Was To A Drag Queen In Which He Payed His Life...
It's Plain He Couldn't Wing It, Dude Was Grounded, Couldn't Have Stayed In Flight...
So He Came With Sights On A Win...But An L Is In Store Cause It Took Him Days To Wright...
In His Heart Is Where The Hate Ignites...Why Battle? I'll Beat Him Til He Sways-
Judging By That Verse I Know Virb'll Diarrhea...His Stomach Must Be In Pain & Tight...
You're Not Gaining Stripes Just Cause You're A Pussy, Plus You're Waning Slightly...
This Cat Can't Really Fuck With The Big Dogs So He Cries & He Claims You Bite...
That's Why He Resorts To Shady Strikes, Like Sneak Dissing, The Little Baby Tyke...
Preying On Narvell For An Ego Boost, He Stays Practicing The Ways Of Mice...



Next Rhyme: Cognizant

[Virbius]

Nah cuz, that’s preposterous, my confidence is consequence of competence,
Your shit just compliments my dominance, god tier since I got here so my prominence is providence.
You always saying homo this and homo that, til it’s homogenous,
Always the same, monotonous.
I ain’t fucking around. like I’m monogamous.
I need deepthroat from a bitch with a diplodocus oesophagus.


Next rhyme: suit of armour

[Drakon]

Virb Is A Doodoo Farmer...Eat Shit Bruh, You're Too Bizarre...
A Pure Hatred For Me Is The Only Thing That You're Soon To Harbor...
You Try Hazing A Newbie Like Me, I Had Assumed You're Smarter...
The First Time You Saw Me You Thought To Yourself "This Dude's A Starter"...
But You're Checkers, I'm Chess, Basically I'm Saying My Moves Are Harder...
You Got A Big Ass Head & It's Nothing But Ego Making Your Noodle Larger...
The Uzi Slaughter The Bitch Type, I'll Wet Up Your Suit Of Armor..
While URINE The Heat Of The Moment Like Pissing Inside Your Jacuzzi Water...
In Battle I Choose Dishonor, I'll Use My Dick To Abuse Your Daughter...
Everything You Spit Is Just A Cannibal, I'm Scarver, Removing Dahmer...
You A Goner...You're Just Another Child That I Prove To Father...
God Tier Since You Got Here? Nah Weirdo Just A Fraud Here's The News...Ya Fodder..

Next Rhyme: Solder

[Virbius]

I’ve got the mettle to hold it down on this board, as I told ya...
Plus I’m your mother’s pimp, they pay me money to hold her...
So either way it’s right to say that I sold’er.

Fuck your sissy fuss (/Sisyphus), I’m a high roller...
Plus you’re just a pussy, and me I’m a soldier...
Either way it might display you gotta get bolder.

Next rhyme: chess computer

[Drakon]

You failed btw...

Chess Computer? You're An Extra Loser, I'm A Text Abuser...
An Obsessive Shooter, I Do This Shit With Ease, You're An Effort User...
I Don't Do Circumcisions But I'm A Flesh Remover...
Dawg Has Balls Until I Cut'm...That Doesn't Mean My Pet Was Neutered...
I'll Bring You To Your Final Destination With A Whip, Don't Fetch An Uber...
Go Ahead & Flex Your Hubris I'll Take Your Bitch Next & Screw Her...
She Wants My Sex Because I'm Way More Fresh & Smoother...
& You, Well...You're Just A Bum Without A Car You Drive An Electric Scooter...



Next Rhyme: Street Performance

[Virbius]

I’mma clap him on road, ain’t a street performance, it’s The Late Late Show, they gonna need a Cordon,
I mean police enforcement. call me if you need to flee the law an’ give this cop-killer a ring like Rita Morgan.
Please, jeez you take schemes and force ‘em and it reeks of boredom,
See, it seems he never leaves the forum, prolly thinks Lenox and them are completely awesome.
All his homophobic lines, please ignore ‘em, he’s petrified by gays, like he died tryna defeat a gorgon.
Saying I ain’t got a car, proceed with caution, it’s preceding war an’ I’mma bring my fam-in like I lead the horsemen,
I’m a demon swordsman, I’mma cleave a corpse an’ reapportion bleeding organs,
Killed so many men I made the reaper call for reinforcements,
Killed god and left Jesus orphaned.
Compared to me the devil’s seen as living in complete accordance with the creed of Mormon.
Shit, that isn’t even all the rhymes I had for ‘street performance’, just a brief assortment.
Fam I’m high on weed and bourbon (and yeah I know it’s pronounced like ‘burrbun’ not even ‘borrbun’, but, fuck it, I’m so high right now it doesn’t seem important).

Next rhyme: ain’t the same

[Drakon]

I Hope This Herb Dies Like A Tainted Grain, Quit The Tough Act, You "Ain't" Insane...
Half Your Lines Never Rhymed, Whatever You Spit Is A Blatant Shame...
You Have Too Many Por-traits, Just Face It... You Clicking These Links In Vain...
You're Still Dead From A Past-L, I'll Use A Stick To Brush You, We Don't Paint "The Same"..
You Have A Shrinking Brain, Like A Hobo With An Infected Wound...You Stink'n Pain...
Hell Is A Place Called Home, Which Is Cold Ironically, I'm On The Brink Of Change..
I Spit & Your Only Thought Should Be "He Muspelheim", I Did & You Sink In Flames...
You Spit & It's A Whole Lot Of Nothing...Empty Aircraft...Your Mind Is A Vacant Plane..
Death Comes To Us All But I Deliver It Without So Much As A Faint Of Strain...
You Kill Me? Someone Please Tell Me Why This Cat Woman Thinks It's Bane...
"Ay, you were supposed to keep to the rhyme scheme with the best precision..." -Virbius-
That Should Be A Relinquished Claim...I'll Leave His Family Extinct & Slain...


Never Try To School Me Again, You >>Janky Dweeb<<

[Virbius]

That was a long way of saying you lack esteem.
Why’d you always have to seethe, you little angry, mean, angsty teen, try to act serene.
When I read your lines... I just shrug as I scan to see if you’ve advanced the schemes.
When you read my lines... you probably stamp and scream and smash the screen.
I’m playing around with a model (Angeline).
You’re playing around with a model (plasticine).
I’m high and relying on sidearms, that’s a balance beam.
I’m higher than a NASA team, huffing gasoline, in a Benz, dropping benzodiazepine.
Y’all might be incels, but it’s hard to say. like dihydroxyphenylalanine.
Heard you get damn obscene on your hands and knees with vaseline and some salad cream.
Bitch, picture the battle scene... I’mma stab your spleen with the sharp shards of your shattered dreams.
I guess the point’s going over your head. Damocles.
Mate, this might sound a tad extreme but maybe log off the site for a while, catch a stream, or go and fish in one, catch a splashing bream, book a quick trip to Aberdeen, Paris, Riems, go for a stroll, eat a tangerine, or, like, maybe throw yourself in a damn ravine.
Perhaps you should go listen to Paid In Full and thank Rakim,
Then you should try taking notes from me, like a cash machine.
You had issues from the jump, like, uh, a trampoline magazine
Saying my lines don’t rhyme? nah this the UK pronunciation and my raps are clean...
Hmm, if that’s the theme then the facts are seen, and it has to seem his accent must be from Transylvania or some shit if Drak’s are keen.
I ain’t getting my bell rung by this little kid Drak, this ain’t halloween.

Next rhyme: Nessun Dorma

[Drakon]

Wow, deficient enough?...where's Unkn0wnAlchemist, at least he put up a decent fight...

Virb, go fight with Narvel...y'all on the same level....

[MARION MOTLEY]

Next rhyme: Nessun Dorma

Virb asked to borrow money to replace his best fedora
Cuck please, for stud fees I'll get your fat wife pregnant for ya
30 bucks and she'll be screamin' so loud the feds'll swarm ya
For three 10'ers, bet that none shall sleep... Nessun Dorma
Bought me Manscaped for Christmas like "I got a present for ya"
Now shaved meat all in her guts, I just slid her extra sh'warma
hoes Don't Know Why they Jones for me, I'm like I guess it's Norah
they Cum A Way With Me that gives a bitch a pleasant aura
Virb's got a "britfag athiestic twat from Reddit" aura
Yet he's such a sodomite that he should prolly rep Gomorrah
Next time you're eating curry, pray for God to bless your korma
Or I'm battering this vegetable like hot and fresh pakora
Catch your crew 6 deep and cause you twats to check your Coras
Then make the first 5 book... you'd have thought I read the Torah
1 on 1, break your arm to pieces just to flex my best Kimura
then Come & See you in the cast like you're on the set with Floriya


Style is pastiche

[MARION MOTLEY]

Since no one can see my multi game:

All ya raps derivative, your style is pastiche
Add a wrinkle to your offense, I'ma iron that crease
You gon' hit me with a curve, knock me right to last week?
Wemby from the Spurs: that's a giant ass reach
Showed up to the site with a tighter rap steez
Now these clowns wanna SWAT me like if mimes attack bees
Certain traits bug me & your wifey had each
KIA at Normany.... you bout to die for that beech
My gramps packed a flamethrower just to fry the Jap'nese
bet civilian life sucked once the high from that ceased
A high you'd never get from a pile of hashish
Just yellow corpses burned to the whitest ash heaps
Cleansing flames left Iwo Jima pyre stacks bleached
But let's pretend that was a metaphor for fire raps, sheesh
RB said I'm racist, they some lyin' ass geeks
Some foot fetish fags trynna eye their dad's feet
I am built different, I could bite a glass quiche,
Poop it out later & not slice my ass cheeks
You vs. me? Ever seen a lion scratch fleas?
...Or Tyler Durden's crib verse the pilot gas leak?
Have your whole city salty like I iced the damn streets
And feed your girl fire-man meat fulla "hydrant blast" skeet

Logan Paul