True Skill Cypha

[W.I.Z.E.]

you know the drill...

I rock foes, lately wiping my daughter snot nose,
I lock prose, diction, fiction, man I got those,
Concot whoa...I con the cock just to drop hoes,
deeper on my d!ck white guys be like my cock though...

[Enlil]

I spit flames, to leave ya scarred; that's my rep.
my styles meant; to raise the bar like high temps.
not violent, but my remarks impart tyrants.
Hard threats is known to spark from silence...

[Propaganda]

I known to spit poems longer than Carmello's mane
My rhymes stay fresh, notebook covered by cellophane
Left fellow's slain...I'm next in line pulling maneuvers
After a dude that needs a real mic and a registered user...

[theman080]

I hold hot weather tempered wit tha flow I sever
Throw lines clever whenever the SOHH Don Enters
I scold ya cap, fold ya act desperate to hold it back
Showin facts ya know this cat's destined for multi plat

[consecrated1]

with a divine strap i divide maps when i travel;
In a standstill i command scribes and pharoahs
galaxies couldn't shadow the line i bled from
and that's why i'm never outdone, a terminal outcome.

[Irish-dipstick]

i roc u to soc u now get readi to roll
i gota nine mm so get steady to go
stroll on lyrically bulavard i pull strap
i got stack and i don't need a body guard.

[Courtdog]

Whut up...

Its the return of the pot smoker :smoker:
Everybody show'n there hands.. This is not poker
Still we all-in, whats left of sohh, similar to 'new or-lins'
The only thing left is to grow

[W.I.Z.E.]

left is to grow...


I tell these chicks to go lower to lessen the blow,
They like them new dodge rams how the testing the load,
Had to iron out the detail since they pressin' the flow,
let be known you cats is washed up like Hopkins,
Jones, Tyson, Favre
and whatever cat you think might be poppin.

[Courtdog]

'Might be', not an option, when you 'Top Gun'
With the Tommy, I Cruise down your block droppin' hot ones :bustback:
The spot runs.. as crews get batter'd, the cops come
The Uzi makes em scatter, bust'n off like it dont even matter...

[Wordsmyth]

My tones intrusive,.... this known reclusive
flows slow and elusive cause this is SOHH exclusive
that I'll drop tru skill that'll bone abusive with no excuses
I'm new still but drop dimes while catz put in their 2 cents

[Buddah MAC]

but my 2 cents...**** the quote, see the signature
so ill, thought to be imagination's figment, sure,
lyrical ligature holding down your mind's planned expansion
no shelter in this storm as it's your front advancing

[eternal reflection]

..and i'm mos def
LYRICALLY HANDSOME/ my
BARS still get CHEERS as if I was
TED DANSON/ and I aint even gone talk about this $
that they advancing/ actually it's past due
I got used to living in poverty, when I was
only passing through..Bowen Homes, Rachel Walk
Zone 1, what it do ?..

haha

[#1rapper]

I rip my foes from lips to toes shyt on flows
The gift is cold, swift and old, i flip and stroll
dip the hoes, and spit on shows
Commit to chromes, and it juz goes....

[theman080]

Yeah...

I furnish the flight, with memoirs of my murderous plight
Weak words are sticks and stones, mines is burners that strike
I merk when I write, but fukk it I know my tunes thrill bitas
Move steel fightas ooze kills tighta in the true skill cypha
Used to be enraged in my bombards encaged like I shot yall
So I'll chill and relax while W.I.Z.E set the stage for the swan song
I shred without doubt move heads and mount clout
SOHH DON 080 I bless the thread than bounce out...

[Universe]

The styles about trashing crews, I’m killin’ them fakes lately
Only wilin’ out while out, acting a fool like William H. Macy
Pays to take these words to the bank, bro I stash those
Letting my cash flow until I’m flat broke like back roads
I’ll cut this flesh, because dying don’t empty the fear holmes
And I had my brush with death like Eddie Guerrero
With faces fit for radio, I know talkin’ in breaths hurt
Ugly bytches, y'all couldn’t get airtime on the Oxygen network…

[young milli]

these *****z cant see me im ten miles ahead of u dudes
and i move ten times better then whateva u move
these *****z already kno wat the berreta will do
the sawed of will knock a ***** body out of his shoes
im violent in rude but **** it im still shine in jewles
till my death im wildin out ***** im actin a fool
lil ***** ya best bets 2 b cool
cuz you'll get hit drop off in the woods and they wont find u till june

[consecrated1]

if you askin me, these fools be,
movin less than their lung capacity,
i escape what's passing me by,
while slashin my eyes, and cashin my prize,
i make cleaner moves to master and confuse,
them bastards who abuse, the pen and pads they use,
think swift and still loose cuz i'm holdin their shoes,

[Verbinh]

From east to west, check my boats, i sail in the better ships.
I can tell that your girl likes it by the way that she wets her lips
Instead of going to the movies with you? She here feeding me chedder chips
Been on the journey for only one day, rest the sails cuz i found the treasure klit




that's right n1ggas, i'm eating your girl out.

[Propaganda]

Politician's kids leave college and enter mosh pits when Prop spits
I got this...dropping knowledge from here to the oval office
George Bush would prolly die fastest in poly sci classes
While I expose his brother's doings thru rose colored glasses
Fact is, there's no other tactics effective enough to subdue him
Florida, I'm flooring ya, I know it's tough for you to clue in...

[Enlil]

Ya'll could FUKK OFF!
Like stickin ya dik in insect repellant.
It's been a minute
ENLIL still a menace.

I'm gloriously gifted like presents submitted to religious infants.
But these lyrics given to critics.
So my presence...

Critically conditioned... :evil:

[theman080]

I hammer patience thru shattered faces who state it half as gracious
Politicians practice statements aimed at crackin satan's galactic cravins
Homie I master cadence and pick apart ya crew disheartenin you
My almighty arsenal stuns hours of gun power targetin you
But check it, none the less this perfection stackin ya funds spent
Cunts bled from the head bullets sped by Iraqi gunmen
Now time for reparations while the country checks ya face in
Now there's a stunning need to repeat the JFK assassination
Pictured it bytch, I ease past your lead acts attached to a ski mask
Silenced nine explode on ya head, open ya chest roastin ya flesh

[CherryBreezin]

'Roastin Ya Flesh'/ Bringing Chills To Ya Left Breast/ Protest This Wars Progress//
Streets 101 Contest/ Children Slaughtered For fun//
Waving Proproganda/ Little Bushes Followin The Leader, but Iraq Already 'One'//
And 'Two' More Dead / With 'Two' 'to' the Head/A Neighborhood Thoroughbred//

[Irish-dipstick]

I spilt spilfs and spit hallotips on the mention that talkin sh!t,
Time to get checked hit the deck for god sake and like an earthquake I make u shake/
Another warrant one of irelandos most wanted 1 of tha most flanted but always real,
I wit tha weapons I weal but am the full deal no rip off question again ill have to kill/
Blood spill thatz life spittin in the mic street = booth wat he mean,
All yall gotta under stand before u under study to express ur thing.
This time be mine wit this very rhyme from two bars till the last line/

i run rampage on fake ur future is bleak and ur rhymes r weak,
u leak out a wangsta wannabe gangsta but when caps pop ur first to go,
i'm the one that blows the gun i mean flows threw the air killin u child mos/
spillin on the floor u defleat and u sag i run down wit tags,
if u continue to bust ur mouth of u'll be in a body bag/

[Midnite]

body bag....

I've survived the pressure that once broke backs,
patiently waiting, for a chance at bat,
Aiming for the fences, ready to pad my stats,
but I've realized now, trash talk was old hat,
I'm a man amongst men, a King amongst Kings,
The only difference is the pride I bring,
To any discussion of who reigns supreme,
I told y'all before that you could plot and scheme,
That you could assemble and come at me as a team,
I'll destroy your rep like Colorado did Bean,
Doesn't matter how long Ive been away from the scene,
I'll always embody the true essence of a Shadow's dream....

[Ejay614]

If Niqqas thinkin they can get wit dude quit it fool
You ain't seeing this ghetto boy thats just your mind playin tricks on you
Niqqa please that tickles me that shyts amusing
Niqqas sleepin on me quit ya snoozing
Cuz I'm so damn ill when I spit it's hard for you to stand still my shyt is moving
I ain't quitin I'm goin keep spiting til my pockets thick as Rubin Studard
This kid is smooth as butter
I ain't kiddin, foolin, fukkin around, or jokin wit u niqqas
Ain't thug but fukk wit me I'll have ya body floatin in a river

[CherryBreezin]

'body's Floating In the Rivier'/ i rather have body's sitting in a ditch//
Those snitches Rest in Pieces/ blessing secrets, pray to the nuns//
While the Tek-nine right lines, connecting ya bones to ya lungs//
Don't give a damn if you First born/ The First Son Got crucified just for fun//
Take The Crown and bow down for the desolate ones//

[Irish-dipstick]

.....shadows dream

meet the the real rap team//only one person this be a dream// a dillision in this fake ass confusin// this b!tch just swtched and why is confusin...a blood infusion//this is my conclusion a b!tch be a b!tch wether female or male/ i spit this sh!t hot u look a little pale....ur body for sale// i call u a hooker....u play fun and games but it aint snooker// ur a real looker this wat i see day to day//dis my hood and ya'll just gonna pay...and guns be sparkin listen to wat i say// don't run threw my hood if u no no-one esspecially if u gay.

[W.I.Z.E.]

that was wack..


If I let your hatred embrace me,
I'd erase the wisdom that makes me,
Knowledge is my innate being,
I abolish your slave encased schemes.
So the promise of wealths defacing,
when (only) bonded w/ material placed dreams,
Contact your bails bondsmen to free your imprisoned ways please.
Cuz I'm knocking it out the park,
W/o Balco lighting the spark....
I'm the light in the dark, to trifling sharks blighting this art...
knifing my heart, so my snipers park,
...cuz I know a (Noah) few emcees to start loading this ark.

[Irish-dipstick]

ok spit flames drop thangs in the late of nite,
can't have no love cause my life is a fight/
alrite but it is always a struggle,
least am real no fake homo cuddle/
shatter ur face if u have a glass jaw,
am a fcukin ghetto solider real raw/
am a dealy emcee u caught me in ur mama's bed a mutherfuker,
he to pimp u all gimp blimps i be playin all u suckers.

[Enlil]

Mang,

I'm comin off hand with aces out takin bouts.
See on the strength I've been faced with doubt.
These A&R reps, say they doin' they thing and just fadin out.
Like runnin play they just fakin routes.
So I'm taken my chances like buyin scratch games from pickin changes out.
Spittin flames till my name gets out.
Lumpin faces on the juniors in this game like they breakin' out.
Showin em that's the only way they breakin' out...

[#1rapper]

Target locked as i barge through shops and alarm the cops, armed with glocks
And a handcannon to leave no man standing and ur plans damaged
You could easily have a swell in ur dome, or a shell from the chrome
(Im telling ya so)
Listen closely im dope see, you hopefuly
trying to blow and get ur flow seized
but the only deal u'll ever have in the bag is snagging up groceries
( Ya no me)

The worsened person grabbing purses and merking
Working and lurking, in dark paths to start trash and dart past
With a sharp crash to make your heart collapse
(he's Bizzare at rap) But i scar and snatch,
A style that's hard to catch, so guard ur rep
(YEP)

[Propaganda]

so guard ur rep...

It's hard to guess which angle I punch from best
There's varying degrees of success when I thump my chest
In a primal fashion like gorilla clothes, I'm killing hoes
I'm overseeing the prison system, pens, I'm spilling thoses
Crime waves like inkspills, graf tags, blood stained walls
In the stairwells, the air smells so strange y'all

[Irish-dipstick]

i look rep ur turf//i stand on u d!ck like smruf//the world so scared got da game in a blur// look at this b!tch wise be a sh!t stir// on curl make me hurl when i see the b!tch u fcukin//wit no teeth how the fcuks the sucking//looks like u be doin the meat beatin// give up now b!tch u've been defeated.

[theman080]

In the stairwells, the air smells so strange y'all...

change thought and gawk at the marvelous flow
departed from sohh to show your garments explode
I'm a magician with text - a sharp deal, word flips & cartwheels
Addition to sets I bless with talk real, diologue that sparks sheilds
To be raised in defense - while I blaze with intent
To aim at the next - lame in this thread...

[Propaganda]

What kinda logic can you have when you spit a verse
And somehow associate dicks with smurfs
This prick gets merked so quick it hurts
Had a feeling this dipstick was a dip**** at first
Ripping this nerd, SOHH witness the true skills
My oral talents made more puzzies wet than Dru Hill

[Irish-dipstick]

What kinda logic can you have when you spit a verse
And somehow associate dicks with smurfs
This prick gets merked so quick it hurts
Had a feeling this dipstick was a dip**** at first
Ripping this nerd, SOHH witness the true skills
My oral talents made more puzzies wet than Dru Hill

u mention them in the same verse. anyway thatz not wat i meant my dialec is a little different you no anyway fcuk you.

i spit this empty clips into ur brain/
i drop this b!tch Propaganda off at the house of pain//
how could u even try me, this be another beef zone/
i got sohh talkin and they like my lyrics urs r barely known//
but anyway spit sh!t smoke splifs n don't sweat it/
u a wannabe gangsta known prankster and this beef u started i'll just forget it.

if u wanna go then go, i'll beat u ass like the floor did kurtis blow. u fcukin rivalhood ****** remind me of a choir singin queer bob saggot. but not to diss the man himself he's made it and just like ur rivalhood sh!t u've just got faded.

:headphone >>>>hypnotize<<<< :headphone

[Propaganda]

Do you even know who you're talking to
I only mentioned smurfs cuz I was mocking you
You just Propa's food...my motherfukkin meal is finished
I'll make you love my bars more than the ones that serve you Guinness
Getting this Irish rapper punch drunk's exactly what I'm planning
As he's standing on his island worried bout potato famines
Come on kid...I've won twice more battles than you've lost
And that's saying lots, your last win came during last year's frost

[Ejay614]

To aim at the next - lame in this thread...

fukk a gun I'll hang em instead
don't play wit me I'm crazy I'll invade the place that he reps
cuz E J is the best yeah this dude is hot
I son rap niqqas so bad it's safe to say I'm a abusive pops
foolin wit me ain't provin shyt its useless stop
fukkin wit me isn't wise it's ill-advised
I'm ill enough to make your skill minimize
lyrical criminal you need a super hero to stop me cuz I'm killin guys villian like...

[theman080]

"Brace yaself, for the main event yall been patiently waitin it's like a..."

...****** Irishmen just ruined the thread, so I dotted him, shoot his chest so death's positive, sprayed his head, heat-lead-glock-out-pop-rounds-releasing, I replace yall with great talk, -throw slugs-bones bust- next text I lace bombs, how can Props be garbage, with those verses you've been targeted, murder and I'm ridin alone, reside at the throne, -I dropped this-hot since- W.I.Z.E went cuz my flow is fluid, you the latest rapper I'm runnin through and I'll rape ya chaptas cuz you know all that lyin is useless you just denyin that lame but we just can't refute it, check it...

[consecrated1]

"lyrical criminal you need a super hero to stop me cuz I'm killin guys villian like..."

i'm leaning on manslaughter,
i leave most comatose,
i maurad your soul and martyr your flow,
not tryin to boast, still yet to be close to,
whats supposed to be coastal,
but still hover through state lines like i was postal,
i expand chest cavities more than a whale does a rabbit,
impale your frale mind flacid more contageous than the name Bob Saggot,
i rate fair a fate defined by great refined men who escaped
a time when the Great Divine assigned them,
from a place of destitution and a conclusion of death,
to a new movement where your choosin to live blinded,
still eat from the same dish and grillin the same menu,
my drops hits the street more than the sky rains, ur still at the same venue,
really though what's conceiled is the feeling of being low,
my high is where no man goes, no monkeys and mangos, just monkeys and mangos...

[Irish-dipstick]

Do you even know who you're talking to
I only mentioned smurfs cuz I was mocking you
You just Propa's food...my motherfukkin meal is finished
I'll make you love my bars more than the ones that serve you Guinness
Getting this Irish rapper punch drunk's exactly what I'm planning
As he's standing on his island worried bout potato famines
Come on kid...I've won twice more battles than you've lost
And that's saying lots, your last win came during last year's frost

ur a real brain box. america is a bastard country made up from all other countries u sucker as punk.

am sick of battlein u ur so weak/
this be simple for me like game did memphis bleek//
ur a sucker of a fella a roc u and claim u c0ckafella/
ur rhymes r so fairytale u gettin c0ck ur cinderella//
like big said real reconize real lame ass buster/
i make u bake and pour u out like custard//
rep ur hood but u a fake u say fcuk it when ur in a mood//
look wat i got nobody takin it wats mine is mine/
u can't even be fakin it ur dead cause u just cross tha thin red line.

[Irish-dipstick]

"Brace yaself, for the main event yall been patiently waitin it's like a..."

...****** Irishmen just ruined the thread, so I dotted him, shoot his chest so death's positive, sprayed his head, heat-lead-glock-out-pop-rounds-releasing, I replace yall with great talk, -throw slugs-bones bust- next text I lace bombs, how can Props be garbage, with those verses you've been targeted, murder and I'm ridin alone, reside at the throne, -I dropped this-hot since- W.I.Z.E went cuz my flow is fluid, you the latest rapper I'm runnin through and I'll rape ya chaptas cuz you know all that lyin is useless you just denyin that lame but we just can't refute it, check it...


bomb first spit verse ask questions last/ 080 another ****** dead body latest wangsta to pass// ur lyrics be garbage this b!tch die of aids ur so garbage......this battle be point this its just fcukin carnage//i spit knife rip flesh when i talk on mic...i fcuk spit i fcuk ur b!tch to the end of the nite/drop classic no basic to the sh!t be popped i be killin u ur lame ass be dropped i do it rite// no half this another move...am a criminal and this battle i smooth wat i mean is ur easy ur like a house wit holes ur lyrics r so breezy//
a battle be battle lo and i have no problem/ this is a ****** 080 he never real if u a spec just sit back and watch him.

[consecrated1]

maybe he's not reading what he's writing..... just a thought....

[Courtdog]

maybe he's not reading what he's writing..... just a thought....

Here's a thought...


Why dont you do a lil less talk
Goin after rappers w/little stature dont get you no points towards become'n a true master
Its kinda cowardly, how can you be consecrated yet too scared to step out your boundaries?
You should mind your business & ask for forgiveness..
The Sniper got more heart than The Grinch does on Christmas
You not a problem, your a misfit on some bitc#-s#it
Just admit it, you only spoke cuz everybodies a critic :smoker:

[eternal reflection]

L:ohmy:K..I'M GROWN :thumbsdow
SOHH, don't throw rocks at the THR:king:NE
stick to the STICKMEN
you verbalize
when trying to mimick ART, as such as my own
I got a superior mind, so
HOW COULD YOU ?
mirror my rhymes, i'm the ARCHITECT
YOU
more along the lines of interior design
with inferior lines
tell the man i'm upping the ante on his speech
cuzz i'm like a HEART MONITOR
I never miss a beat, so
whatever you say, be prepared to spray
fukking with ER..
HE MUST'VE GOT CARRIED AWAY :D

[Enlil]

I ain't got time to be submissive, I'm on a mission-
so I gotta be cold.
Keep my posistion and stay persistent-
cuz I"m bound to be gold.
Keep submittin' this winnin' ticket-
I got that Lottery flow.

AND YEA IT'S ABOUT TO BE OWED! :evil:

I ROCK hot like I"m coal...

Extraordinary, flow like I'm in an artery-(words)-
Hard to be following -(turn)-
top seeds to mocharies -(first)-
Then I'll be targeting, they audience and they followings-(learn)-
It's on astonishing-(terms)-

I'M DROPPING THESE WANNA BE'S!!! :weirdo:

[Invisible Vision]

I'M DROPPING THESE WANNA BE'S!!! :weirdo:


pardon me, poppin these arteries...
putting down shlt that ain't yours... coppin' pleas for their larcenies
Hard for me, to figure out... which direction you came from...
rippin styles from bk, the west, and south...
those are section you ain't from....
then claim to bless from your mouth...?
... NO. The selection is stained, son...
I remain one, the tamed one,
...the one you can blame son.
The scapegoat, pariah, unsung, and un-named one.
Fame's done.
To be recognized, is no longer my mission.
I've been beat, slandered, hurt...
... performed acts of contrition.
I was reborn, as omniscience
...when these cats wouldn't listen...
now these posers throw shots,
like "its rap" when it isn't...
Now risen, vision will slap hollywood fags,
...if they even act like they're dissin....

[consecrated1]

Here's a thought...


Why dont you do a lil less talk
Goin after rappers w/little stature dont get you no points towards become'n a true master
Its kinda cowardly, how can you be consecrated yet too scared to step out your boundaries?
You should mind your business & ask for forgiveness..
The Sniper got more heart than The Grinch does on Christmas
You not a problem, your a misfit on some bitc#-s#it
Just admit it, you only spoke cuz everybodies a critic :smoker:


consumed by the image to be a big *****
**** the little your intellect is too fickle,
i break molds and unfold the untold,
and ask for forgiveness, dicks on my hit list,
you're fishin but missin easily dismissed and,
still at eaze cuz i bruise more than your knees,
you hide behind your 8's and 16s,
catch me on pine and broad street,
handle the beef bring the ketchup get ready to step up,
bring id, so i can prescribe the i.v.'s,
life is grimy, couldn't deny me if you tried be,
just move pass my flow and stash your hoe,
cuz i'd deck her eyes out like i was high off dro,
be easy and just don't see me...

[theman080]

:bustback: :bustback: :bustback: :bustback: :bustback: :bustback: :bustback:

Release from the nonsense, jeez I was just bein honest
Violence prone catz wits hits softer then styrophone bats
Got me reachin for the switchblade deep in my pocket
My rivals fall flat when I breathe heat on a topic
Not ceasin to drop it till my fire spawns claps
Like iron drawn back and unsleeving a rocket
Repeated I promise, It'll expire strong acts
With a sharp crack, and my onstage comp is where I'ma dock it

:bustback: :bustback: :bustback: :bustback: :bustback: :bustback: :bustback:

[W.I.Z.E.]

BTW, nice drop IV...


where I'm a dock it...

Molesting immature styles like Catholic Sunday doctrines.
a Danger like retarded kids stompin’ in mosh pits.
Obnoxious leaving the competition nauceous when dropping.
The blind sanitation worker, cuz I aint seein' your garbage.
my auditory cartilage is s!ck of your nonsense....