I'm on the Cypher...

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  • dablammit

    I'm on the Cypher tonight.
    Ya'll know you can't be like me, and rock this mic.
    I just want to come through and spit some words about the day,
    and talk about all this negativity that some people like to spray,
    its not right, i dont care what your intent is,
    a PVN broadcast is the only way that I can vent this,
    Its alright to be critical, as long as its constructive,
    But some of yalls pitiful,
    theres no way that youre productive.

  • iDp0

    *shoots fist into the air*

    werd

  • iDp0

    *shoots fist into the air*

    werd

  • iDp0

    shit ... double werd I guess

  • dablammit0

    No doubt, im on top of the rap game.
    Now, on to basketweaving.

  • blackspade0
  • blackspade0

    The internet's your medium of choice
    cause nobody really wants to hear your corny ass voice
    You ain't a MC just because you could type
    On the mic in real life your ass'll get sniped
    You a man with a mouse who can't rock the house
    Jerkin off to gay porn while wearin your girl's blouse
    You know you never seen no real life fame
    So you're lookin for some recognition through a screen name
    (No doubt) No threat, y'all ain't the pro set
    Rappin ten years and not a paid show yet
    I love to get online and shine and drop bombs
    but my music can be found on more than dot coms (word up)
    Your website gets a whole lot of hits (right)
    but in the real world son you ain't sayin shit
    Cats run they mouth on AOL
    but everytime they drop a twelve inch, they don't sell
    You love the anonymnity, you hide behind the shadow
    Always tryin to get someone to chatroom battle
    Cryin cause heads only rhyme one syllable
    Who made the rule you gotta use every millisec
    because it's fillable?
    I'ma snatch your webmaster, break both his legs
    Post it on your site, format it as .jpeg's
    Rip you on your own site and sign your guestbook
    then go into your chatroom and leave the rec shook
    What percent of these rappers can compete? (Nil)
    Reboot they whole shit, control-alt-delete
    Yo, you can have a PC and a Mac
    but you internet MC's can't see AK

    {*vocal scratching*}
    If a rapper try to diss.. wh-wh-when you online
    I ahh I ahh crush the motherfucker
    Rapper try to diss.. wh-eh-wh-eh-wh-eh-when you online
    Ahh ahh ahh I crush the motherfucker

    [Verse Two]
    Carpal tunnel syndrome, can't make a fist
    I rip every MC on your buddy list
    Show the light to you so bright that your eyesight fail
    Now you doin all your correspondence through eBraile
    Cats get online and start all types of static
    But heads without computers know whassup with Akrobatik (true dat)
    cause I rock real mics in real life
    Rip real crowds, real shows, real sights
    Plus your anonymous gab, it don't bother me
    I don't give a fuck if you got AOL or Prodigy
    Your crew screams that you the illest of all time
    when your only fans are all your nerdy friends that rhyme
    And even if you was nice, no one'll ever hear
    cause you in front the keyboard too much to develop your career
    (Say word) And half of y'all is just teenagers
    You don't know jack about what rippin up the stage is
    So I'ma get a crew of online MC pirates (right)
    Infect all your computers with a flesh-eatin virus (uh-huh)
    Chew up all your fingers so you can no longer type (say what?)
    then expose you like a flaw when you approach the open mic
    So internet MC's, head my advice
    Online keystyles don't make you nice
    Bring it to the streets and start to rabble rousin
    Sincerely yours, Akro 2000
    What percent of these rappers can compete? (Nil)
    Reboot they whole shit, control-alt-delete
    Yo, you can have a PC and a Mac
    but you internet MC's can't see AK

  • dablammit0

    Ya'll can't TOUCH O.G. LOC!!!!

  • dablammit0

    Sheeit, I'll come back fo' sho', jus soon as I write dez--, uhhh, I mean, smoke dis blunt, let my mind cheeill.

    You Don't Know.