Viper Cypher

[Verse 1: Grim R]
Comin in first, a sniper scopin', on the inside
I'm deadly like a snake, but keep that hidden 'til the front line
My fangs flip back, knifes'll leave you in an outline
Venom in my words, so better dial up the hotline
Welcome to the crypt, I'm on some shit of which you've never seen
Lyrics getting sicker, as I've seen my fingers turning green
Arson of the beats, the fire dancing, now I'm on the move
Vile to the core, so only living in my solitude
Stains on the blade, rainin' blood from the sky
Got a list, and еverybody on it is gonna die
I see thesе demons all cap, they slither whither, never care
Only focused on my goal, but all these haters in my hair
No phony shit (None), I bout to fuckin' slip (Yeah)
Unload a fuckin' clip (Bang), and then I fuckin' dip (Woo)
So don't fuckin' trip (Nah), don't want no fuckin' lip (No)
You get the fuckin' hint (Yeah), or I'ma leave a dent (Yeah)
Nobody can save you
Nobody can change you
You are what you make you
So try to be great, too
Say bye to the snakes who
Try to create you
Let the viper inform you
That this is all for you

[Verse 2: Cxnversate]
I been goin' insane, motherfuckers been doubting
Only thing to change is commas in my allowance
New chain, new chick, yeah, I know how I be soundin'
But a viper when I strike, leave your fuckin heart pounding
Intuition, new man, no longer a student
Just because I'm eighteen, do not think I'm stupid
Own the operation, way before you made your blueprint
Claim hate because I'm rude, nah, it's because I do this
Really got me in a fightback mode, oh, well better fight back, bro
Don't know why I chose, this flow, oh, no, thinkin' I'm ready to blow, huh
Play with the kid, I know you a snake, I'm hitting the gas, you hittin the brakes
Don't play with the wolves, get lost on the way, how you gon' cut me, then ask what I make
Like you hate, I'm nice with a note pad, you keepin' up, I can't be that bad
How you gon' talk when I expose all that? Kid want war, tell lil' homie fall back
Uh! Tell lil' homie fall back, I don't wanna put 'em on a shirt
And act
Like I'm all mad, I don't wanna tell 'em all that I cared, so watch who you bark at bitch
I don't wanna talk, I been doing work
Stackin' up my chips, man, it all could be worse
Get high on my life, like I popped me a perc'
I pull up wit the fye', 'best be callin me sir
Nah, man, I'm just playin, I ain't on that bitch shit
I'm just a young man, that's workin towards a vision
While spreading a message of what I believe in
I hope that you take it, and you can see why I'm preaching

[Verse 3: Hailen]
Coming up right in the game ‘cause I'm making it happen for everyone here on the Earth
How you gon' be saying that I'm never gonna make it with everybody saying that I live in a curse?
Do you really want to get a beating from me, or do you really want to walk away and chill?
Never gonna tell you motherfuckers stay still, but I'm gonna tell you that we're gonna kill
This shit up real quick up here in this bitch, so I don't really mean no disrespect
But you ain't gonna tell me that the cypher is over, it doesn't really matter, better hit the deck
Never again will you say that it's over, never again will you say that you're done
‘Cause I don't believe in the shit that you say, so grab your guns and “Run Rabbit Run”
This is so much fun, no pun intended, everybody's saying Kamikaze sucks
But you never give a shit ‘cause you know what you're doing, you ain't never gonna be a sitting duck
Never gave a fuck, you never tape it shut, always played it rough when they say “enough”
But you never really get it ‘cause you want it all, you really want to tell me that I'm being tough?
That I'm being rough, motherfuckers want to get me buffed, and they're saying that I'm out of luck
That I'm out of touch, I don't really give a damn, all you little faggots want to get my dick sucked
I don't give fucks, I'mma grab his nuts, like, “Yo, motherfuckers wanna tell me that I'm crazy!”
Did I just tell everyone that “I'm Shady?” Piss off, I ain't never gonna be lazy
You don't really want to keep on coming, motherfuckers, I ain't never gon' be saying shit to all you fucking people
Everybody's telling me I really got to stop it, I ain't never stopping ‘cause you're being fucking evil
Like Evel Knievel, I never take a beetle, and I'm never gonna eat it ‘cause I know it's fucking lethal
Never get a DPhil, I'm never gon' be peaceful, everybody's saying that I'm never gon' be equal
All of you bitches never really understand the creativity I put in the music
Everybody want to keep on saying that I'm never gonna make it ‘cause I use it
For fun, never gonna take it so serious, never gonna make it to The Fast and the Furious
I don't really want you motherfuckers delirious, you don't really want to take it off of me, period

[Verse 4: Ded
Dreamer]
So Hailen just passed me the mic, now everybody listen to Michael
Everybody capping, it's a never-ending cycle, M&D, on that shit we finna go psycho
Killin' this bitch with a stick, I just might, though, turn the fuckin' TV up, hand on the bible
You go lazy and shit, I go crazy, not Tracy, but pave me in the floor, pay me the door
When you save me the floor on the stage and I'm filled with rage and then them motherfuckers really wanna
Get paid, but I'm paid for practically nothin' turn the bitches to their motherfuckin' graves
Nothing to somethin', I fell in love with the guns and
I got a hundred and one and like every day that I'm bustin'
I'm putting one in your stomach, I got 'em jumping and running, you better cover and duck, and I'm not the one to be fucked with
I'm not the one that you think you could do whatever you want to
There's gonna be repercussions, the enemies know what's up and
I'm up at three in the mornin' when you be sleepin' and yawnin', you know the evil be callin'
Yeah, the evil be callin' and them motherfucker's wanna tell me they don't really know that I'm fallin'
Shoot a free throw from the half-court, boom! Boom! Boom! Swish on a bitch and I'm ballin'
Poppin' when I practice, put a pause on a bitch when I put a motherfuckin' stick on a bitch that play
Doin' it for you, okay, bitch, but I'm doing this shit everyday
Escapin' the vapin', made writin' with a play-pen, they play in the playpen, they fond of Satan
Turn eggs into bacon, and I'm hated like Jason, when I'm datin', I'm taken, the rappers, they fakin'
Fill you with poison, with I'm with boys and pour the Hoison, venomous vipers
Been far, Grim R, bailin' with Hailen, this shit the Viper Cypher
Set your shit on fire just like cigarette lighter
Ken on your bitch, like I'm in Street Fighter
I'm not fond of you bitch, I'm just here, I be stuntin'
Shooters in the buildin', bitch, you know they be gunnin'
Sauced up in this bitch, sauce up in this shit
I'ma keep it comin' and comin' while their runnin' and runnin', I hate you bitch, I'm gone!

[Verse 5: Elijah Allen]
Grim hit me up, he said “Yo, drop me a verse”
He like that production, I'm producing like eenie-meenie-Minie Nobu
Sake on the table and I'm eating sushi grade poonani
Grey bougatti's window tinted from her saying, “fuck me daddy”
I'm sick of the game, like where do I aim, down range insane
Whose Dom Whose Sain
I wanna get a little bit of ritalin , but I gotta finish-it when I squatty potty
On these rappers, these silly crapper rappers
I'm intolerant to the shit, talk 'til I eat your girl like groceries
That's gross to see, I'm mostly the guy who makes the jokes
I could go, bar-for-bar on monkey bars, with any mumble chumps I'll take a dictionary, thesaurus shove it up their rumps
And use my English teachers hands and let her use them as a puppet
Sick in public, Onomato piss all over the place
That boy be looking like a fountain with some egg on his face
I'll call up Ricky Jervais, I'll get your mom on the way
We'll send that idiot abroad and send your mom back to eights I've been looking at the pad like I wanna fill it up to the maximum
That's a maxi pad, when I get too mad I can fade to black, wanna make you bleed, wanna make you scream
I don't even wanna be the one whose lookin like a villain
But I guess I gotta be the one to fill it I'm a product
Of the mediated images of what a home grown looking killer is Yeah, I've been putting in work
Put my time into my music perfection of my verse
I keep my head up in the clouds floating high on my words
I'm like a zeppelin made with helium I'm leaving the earth (Woo! Woo!)

[Verse 6: Jabez Z]
Yeah. actual activists stay acting immaculate
While factual rap fits, slay functional fat shits
Manual misfire, filet punctual rap bitch
In Jabez Z rap, make dysfunctional actions
If you can't live for the moment, then don't live just to show it
Change that shit, show me where the fuck your map is going
And I will follow you there, just to slap you in the face
Afterwards tell you your at the wrong place
You gotta join me in your emotional fate
Just hearing me sit there and rap on the stage
Regret I'm not actually fake, I'm practicing my vape
Just so the smoke I'm prepared to take
Won't be so blunt
With the track it plays and I keep going harder
Like a post robotic, supersonic, slow moronic, tractor farmer
And I keep growing knowledge, ha
Like a low harmonic, so forgotten, almost rotten, rap author
Let me show y'all some of the small parts
That help pursue this rap art, it ain't that hard
'Cause cussing on the track means bars
Don't forget that shit when your on the go-karts
I know what it's like to live in the dark
When things feel down in the dumps so far
But rap gets me through like a microphone birthmark
If one things for certain: I'm always strong