Keystyle Cypher!

Damn bro, depression violently sucks,
I’ve had it in the past, obvs incited with drugs,
There’s one thing I tell myself when I’m in a rut & feel like giving up,
We’re humans, there’s 8 billion & rising of us,
And 99.9% don’t give the slightest of fucks,

We experience the illusion of free thought in the actions,
When performing a task but we’re walking a path of cause n reaction,
We are a sniper round mid-air, waves born of a claxon,
So don’t give a fuck either, everything’s already happened,

Before we get caught up in spiralling darkness,
Lighter subject now, like work with fire retardants,
So much liquidity fear is striking the heart of those conspiring arson,
I could organise a department to supply it in cartons to rehydrate Saharans,
I’m too old for student nights at the bar n too young for bingo & admiring gardens,
Busy life is a farce n means I gotta choose single over a queen like tiny apartments

Word, tiny apartments.
Can't hide in it, honestly, too close to the walls.
Probably fall out the window if you're going to yawn.
Basically gotta be in the corner there, holding your arms.
Like Chuck Mangione, I'm more of a Chuck Berry fan.
Don't think I can box homie? Just dare me, damn.
Fists go off like a rocket as soon as you're near my hand.
Hear, "Beep beep"... POW! right in the kisser!
Yeah, right in the face.
Body, tucked tight, in the space.
Said fuck it, throw me in prison cuh' I ain't fighting the case.
Nah fuck going to prison bruh, I like freedom.
Bought me Goosebumps books from Value Village yo, I might read 'em.
Or I might not. 2 bucks is a steal for what I bought.
If you don't got Goosebumps books yourselves, I'm like, "why not?"
"Cuz I'm not 12".
Good answer. Let's leave it at that.
I take a bullet to you, I don't leave it at rap.
If you're talking "trash" then guess what? We gonna "scrap".
We gonna throw hands, or, better yet, engage in fisticuffs.
We're only a week away from September, and the stores got Christmas stuff.
It was raining all summer; didn't snow, either.
I call my self Celph Taut cuz I'm my own teacher.
I do a lot of self-help, but I don't read books.
Said you fishing for a fight? Then feed on these hooks!!!
Shit is catch and release.
I release the Kraken on yo' bitch soon as she gets in the sheets.
Fed her my Mel Gibson when I put on my Glover
cuz her pussy couldn't wait for my Lethal Weapon release...
I'm gonna be honest, I didn't wanna write today
But the urge to do something won't give me a second of peace.
I can rap about nothing for consecutive weeks
And still not be bored. Even when the house is empty with me only
When I use the washroom, I still lock the door.
But not before. Sup is with that?
I mop the floor with these little cocky whores.
Haven't mopped in decades, learned to use a swiffer
I think a mop does the job better, but the latter is more quicker?
It's a pain in the ass to change it, but maybe it's because I'm lazy
Maybe I'm growing up, maybe being with someone changed me
Gray hairs pepper my beard...
Another growing every second, it's weird.
Hair thinning on my head, then the rest in my ear.
It's my last time being 37, this year.
40's around the corner, rubbing its hands together like the Baby meme.
Feels like a crazy dream.
Car is falling apart. Replaced the engine, n' that basically got it to start.
And if I keep it any longer I'll have to watch me and my dollars depart
But hey, as is life. Even with a hole in the tire
I'll be rolling right by ya.
Think my engine is a knock away from going on fire.
Hmm... life... or save money?
NVM, it ain't funny.
Not even summer can keep the rain from me.
Spent my days off, drenched.
Then when I had to work? It remained sunny.
FUCK YOU! I actually counted that shit.
Wrote in my notebook, being petty.
Having wrote it now, the thought of it seems upsetting.
I should probably write down all the shit that I keep forgetting.
Then again, not much use for an itinerary where we are heading...
Living hedonistically.
Even with all this freedom, I feel that it's restricting me.
Like, you need self restraint to a point, realistically.
Not sure if it's an addiction, or if it's just me.
Probably is, we'll see.
Never imagined being this old and having it to this degree.
Waiting for 12 to hit, so I can indulge myself, a bit.
Yeah, selfish prick. A thorn in my side.
Let it eat away at me 'cuz I care about it more than my pride.
Can't open up either, the locked the door, from inside
No corners to hide.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lmGq...fjeAY4&index=2

Black smoke
Pat ron.
one glass
Blast off
Like Jack Morris.
Snap crazy but act normal.
Half Satan , attract mortals act saintly don't act dormant.
Fore to the fives like raps Goro black soil harder to find me at the last co-ordinates.
I'm always moving these tracks toward em.
Hitting yall with crash courses I've been getting that cash Boy-o


.

Drenched food in the castor oil...
Sunny side up on the pan, so the good fats can boil.
Cats all cap when they act disloyal
When you're actually good at rapping, all of that whack trash annoys you.
So I'll keep it a stack... see the luxury on the track...
With keys, best believe I have the William Regal impact...
Put baby powder in my palm n' then proceeded to smack
These dudes so hard, it left a permanent mark on their cheek from the slap...
There's a hunger crisis in many third world countries
'cause their resources lack
However, my food for thought is so cerebral, in fact
I can channel 5 star gourmet information n' they can feed 'em with that...
Conversely, so much on my plate n' they are eating the scraps
Every word you see - third degree.
They have to observe it before they can serve them these...
Napkin in my lap, n' a shirt that's covered in burger grease
Bars are ludacris, so it's only right I Disturb The Peace.
I got a naptime. Plus bad sleep apnea
That every time I go to bed, I nearly flatline.
Wake up, gasping for air. Confused, because
I'm here fighting for normalcy, that isn't actually there.
Sometimes it's so bad, I become someone else
and don't recognize the person, staring back in the mirror
Age is nothing but a number, well, I disagree
You hit your 30's and you start aging, considerably.
Fuck around and find myself becoming complacent...
I'm around stupid people everyday and I wanna go apeshit
But don't, 'cuz then I'll be in the wrong if I act...
Can't be an asshole there, but not in my rap.
I'm free to do whatever the fuck I like.
I don't know, maybe that persona is spilling over
like a clumsy barista...
I rip shit off Youtube, throw a couple of beats up
And zone out to it all, while I'm munching on pizza
That's irrelevant, but... it's whatever,
I'm just telling you stuff.
Writing is therapeutic, I guess.
I use it for improving my stress.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dasOK5vXBhU

There's no blessin?
Can you give me the whole message?
Think I got sick of all the questions.
You asking me? Is this off the record?
It turns me on, just to be reckless.
Make me a weapon.
Let me take on all of the pressure.
Of the human race, I put effort.
In everything, I cannot forget us.
So everyday feels like it echoes.

I'm on the Darkside of the moon.
I'm Hostile to you.
You could be better.
Stitching words into vellum.
Every second.
Another verse I turn into treasure.
Bullet proof? I give them Metal.
All these bars would be your kennel.

Psychological Inbreeding, You are not intriguing, you're mp3's tell me you should quit MC'ing because you're at your pens ceiling.
Moderated by Ed sheeran, MV or M ERA Battling me? I'm Ten zero, turning these battlers legsyrup.

*MV's anime pillows attached to his bed cheering*

(Don't surround yourself with depressed people.)
(You become a product of that environment.)

Wild wit the drugs, child actin' thuggish coppin' from new people
laced like shopping for shoes, equalizing pain
as homies from highschool stay dropping like used needles
contradiction for down upon I look using prescriptions
as the world maintains pace trapped in this human condition
was once the first to pull, each situation personal
quit searchin' for foolishness and now it's work and school
clinging to this life force i've still yet to understand
lessons of a man pressed from pressure in demand
so I left her with her hands open tethered where she stands
for this love is pure it's potent not to be undermined
and her's is all the same and got me to wonder why
how two so close become near opposites over time
this love becomes pain, seems impossible but it's tried and true ..
.. it's the motions I suppose which notions
all that was once open always closes

Always closes, unless the door breaks open and gets pulled off the hinges by 4 gay Romans,
Not implying an element of forced rape notion, so if it entered your thoughts for ā moment that's just your brain's quotient,
On the toilet as I'm rhyming this,
Simultaneously dropping 2 piles of shit,
The size of which you might predict by how long this passage of writing is,
I'll be glad when it's been expelled,
This mother fucker is mean as hell,
You don't need a medical degree to tell,
My diet needs fibre like its on DSL,
Backlogged mad clogged, I'm hoping it'll snap off,
I'm no puss but I'll admit I'm in a bad spot,
I'm 50-50 between you existing and not, but if you do then fucking thanks God

always studied lyrics discovering who's hot
easy to notice a writer, sleeves up and in a trance
difficult to follow yet easy to understand
continental open like Greece was a cover band
cause when i'm on it's over throw peace wit the other hand
let you know it's love not egregious you come in last
imagine living life as remedial underclass
life so painfully evil straining cerebral till somethin snaps
.. but nothing snaps, shit is a business
and shit just is what it is

I'm rapping it fresh in the booth,
It is what it is when the leng split ya roof,
They don't see it like an intelligent sleuth but life's an endless pursuit of regretting the truth,
Sometimes I feel like a pathetic excuse, weak n past it,
Then I take more drugs and I feel fantastic,
Even when I'm at my least bombastic,
I'm still that little bit nicer like when you greet a spastic,
All I need is a shower and a good night's sleep,
And to clean my entire house, vac up, try sweep,
Get my car fixed that'll spunk 5 Gs,
And I'll be on my way to being less of the cunt I've been,
It's a walk in the park yet its all a facade,
Falling apart like roses stored in the dark,
But sometimes shit happens like forcing a fart,
It's about framing stained boxers & calling it art

Wot u talkin abaaat, d d don't know wot ur talkin abaaaat

Word, they don't know what they're talking 'bout...
Using it as a crutch, 'till I tell them that they should "walk it out"...
But what's the sense in walking, when Walken could float in the air?
Wasn't at my destination, but trust me, I was emotionally 'there'
Especially for you, as nobody cared
When there wasn't enough gas in the tank for you to spare
Anyways, too much depth for the spatially inept...
Disregard anything within spaces that are unkempt
Clean house, getting praises that are sent
Accept it to keep me out of places of contempt
A prized writer, with the desire to see what lies higher
My fire, like 'Statham, touching a livewire.
Set myself ablaze, akin to Cage, engulfed in flames
All these talking lames,
Say they're electric, n' then get shocked, by change.
Money talks in ways not deciphered by the tickers on the stock exchange...
Often slaves to the idea of the free market, until...
Contrary information has you shaking off your chains...
So ask me what I'm talking about
When your sought after clout is worth nothing, once they block your account?
Bought your 15 seconds a fame n' realized...
your dignity shouldn't be sold for no dollar amount.
The calm before the storm - you should brace for it...
Chasing for n' easy way to be dissuaded, by Chase Morgan.
I'm not interested in what 'they supporting...
Considering they're willing to kill each other than refrain a courtship.
Product of my environment; a digital copy
For the soul purpose of doing what I couldn't, in a physical body
Seeing you hit keys, n' they become powerful tools
Messages far lucrative than the ones coming out of the schools

key up shit using my fingers.. pause, wtv, a stupid delinquent
true to the sequence, ruthlessly beat shit down
proving I mean this, whether loose leaf or the key shit
read a few drops, salute to the thinkers
not turning left still I'm using a blinker
typical slang today for using the reefer
like, I refuse to believe it
what ruined our freedom now legally used for convenience
literally bought from them stores we use for convenience
have you ever seen this?
times today fly miles ahead of two thousand three, shit
feel lost in the translation as I formally write
and cross examination without lawyers in sight
for it's multiple courses like a small plates meal
that need to be passed like the ball down field..
I mean you dig me idk i'm weird with intellect
a sinner with shame wondering the benefit

I'm wondering the benefit of numbering my pencil kit,
I'm struggling to tell if this motherfucking red is pink,
Blundoring at spelling is just a thing I never did,
I had a 4 way with 3 6's like summoning the devil shit,
I look a little better if my drug usage stops,
But they make me feel great so I keep doing lots,
I've got rolls in mind like movie plots,
I get cooked but keep a lid on it like stewing pots,
The rooms I got at home look crappy as ever,
You'd think it turns girls off but actually never,
I would've thought these bitches standards were better,
But I keep bringing up dates like traffic n weather

... "And now with the traffic report on the 1's - it's pouring down cum"
Your bitch ran outside, with her tongue sticking out, before it begun
If that isn't the biggest indicator of a slut...
She wears a shirt with a downwards arrow saying, "I take up the butt"..
Make it up for what? I'm too busy slamming her twat...
Need an instructional manual to remove her hand from my cock
Nah, I'm lying. I kept it there.
Whip it out, while she gets prepared.
I got it on her chest, her hair. Her neck, her ear...
Aside from covering her like breaking news, the rest was spared
No. I'm saying we 'FUCKED ALL NIGHT", so, the rest, was 'spared'. :D
Yeah... her lips quivered, n' her thighs were spazzing...
I'd imagine THAT head, would need a SPECIAL kind of aspirin.
Yeah, she bobbing similar to the way ostriches get...
Pussy shot like it was sought, by a vet..
A "caution' sign hanging off her neck...
I'm talking so wet, my cock was submerged to an impossible depth
Said her game is like the pay gap, 'cuz it's "all in her head'...
She wanted another go before nodding to bed
The sheets were so drenched, I wore water-wings as a condom, instead
Shit.... guess I'll keep it PC
And tell Maurine (Marine) after it's done, "now, that wasn't deep, see?" (Deep Sea)
Bored, and I need sleep.
These keys keep me up for more than three weeks
Non stop, so I basically concede peace.
Can see piece of the pie needs to divide...
It's uneven before I'm reaching for mine, to eat...
And the dopamine it secrets, is divine.
Gaining weight every day, but it gets easy with time
Since I'd rather deal with eating food than with people, online.
AHHHHHHH... another verse to make...
Random spurts of hate...like
How the FUCK does a 20 minute show have 3 5-minute commercial breaks?
Still ill. I kill it, then I kill, again.
No Mercy. I'm just a Smart fucker, like Billy Flynn.
Still akin to heating up the body, so I can peel the skin.
Lots of fish in the water - the problem's when you reel it in.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6jLjdNZef9w

Twenty Karats
Hundred Fifty Berries.
They wanna be sick I'm just giving yall a serum
To relax on, throwing MC's till they ragdoll - into mirrors.
Interference, everytime I drop signals start appearing.
I change real life, struggles getting nearer.
Don't even feel like yall don't want to hear it.
You a parasite latching on alllllllll those theorems.
You are terrified lookin at it clearer.

damn.. it must be manic bipolar to slightest degrees
guess i'll key it up instead of the ringed college ruled
shit hits like a Mack truck in that Chucky movie I can't remember
I feel it's times like these where rhymes don't freely flow
and punchlines aren't crafted carefully enough
that gold can emerge surrounded by uncut jewels
waiting in display cases to hold for the pleasure of sight
i've embellished this life force repeating myself
a constant reminder of failure, recovery, failure
these drugs suited up searched for and found me
this tailored discovery clouds each eye periodically
fake it till you make it finds realism
causing allergic reactions, symptoms of numbness
blurred are the days once craved, studying cases
sliding by as time pursues our quest to live
deep enough to make you think twice
however on second thought its the surface
I've tried clawing, but can't.. same expectancy
that those a bit simple could change
to understand found simplistic complexities..