Keystyle Cypher!

[Bag Mandela]

I keep @bay on the bottom floor, guarding a utensil n it's not a fork,
Spoon god for sure, but in the 80s my Dad could not afford a commodore,
NWA - would've still been hard in '91,
Went from not affording a 64 to driving one,
as for commodores, my grandad used to fly in one,
for me n-a-commodore, I'm either hearing, or, writing one,
I tread a fine line between a one-off spectacle & nonsensical,
Some dudes destined to suck dick in jail since birth its congenital,
The last time I held another persons pipe, non consensual,
Was when I didn't get the base I hoped for at a rock festival,
20's life, mental, frantic, a mess of magic,
I wouldn't do it again, cuz I still do it now & I'm better at it,
Tweaked so much I may aswell be a perfection addict,
if they say I lost it they can fuck off cuz I never had it,
This vibes a belt below your shoulder, needle loaded with dark tan,
Flow so dope it's sold with doses of Narcan,
In a moment have you go from comatosed in a parked van,
To going nuts at 180 like a jovial darts fan,

AYYOOOOO CEEELPH!
You know we be respecting ya pen,
UK Gov - I've sent ya too many PMs,
But we're doing a lil mixtape, if ya down message me then,
I don't wanna see Taut endin without flexin again

[Celph Taut]

Word, couldn't let January end without
Me dropping something for these little kids to pretend about...
Push it in and then send it out, get it while
It's hot, lead - shredding mouth...
This is the shit far beyond what you've read about
Overhand, feel like he went the tennis route
Played the bench, couldn't make it out a pro shot, with several scouts.
Got the pro card, younger than Greg D.
Shooter from the jump, got to swish it in for the next key.
Anybody doubting the success, leave
Time under tension, to let the set breathe
When it comes to money offers, expect greed.
Succumb to nepotism, instead of letting the best, lead.
Rats one the office, using any motive to get cheese.
Break a leg or two, or repair it with the fruits of your labor...
Dream world, altering reality's a lucid behavior
Do me the favor of using your brain for more than a social experiment
And that's an extra dose for those of you, hearing it.

[Bag Mandela]

That's an extra dose, plus an extra extra dose,
I'm on some ice cold shit these bitches love it's Ben n jerry flows,
They hold it together with no taste, Methyl cellulose,
We stay running it, finding gold in grease like Kelly Holmes,
I pull a chrome-matic spittin semitones,
Don of spring, winter, autumn and Donna summer, heaven knows,
Take a submissive stance, forget oppose,
Tracks heavy, drop em on ya stereo I bet it groans,
Someone mention yolk? Get gone I'll breeze through,
They don't even stick to the rules them lot'll need glue,
They could ride a cheetah on steds, off of speed too,
N I'll smoke em with an ostrich egg on a teaspoon,
While its hatchin

[Ill Finesse]

10mins eh?

Splendid, Welcome to my shin-dig a hole
I can tell you a Gilligan word to figaro
My niggaz go, harder than Piccolo
Now pick a globe so I can unload, and make it explode
You always in a rush, I like to take it slow
And fuck all the hoes
Flow so Sharp they leak the audio
And you thought I was gone because of you?
Come on with these narcissistic views
You're a bit confused, a twit construes
Some shit he choose to get into when threatened
With Armageddon, Behead him
Bastard, throw your severed head into a basket
Light it on fire, watch the plastic melt onto your forehead
The visuals are euphoric
I run thru your Alum like Steven Segal on a warship
You got fat while I was dormant, Now I'm back to torment in accordance
Drop ya coordinates and assuredly I'll roll up to your shoreline like Normandy
Warning, Swarming performers performing to crowds that's adoring
After I take you out, A shroud of Turin
All because of this one fool, who was unschooled
Attitude unruly, lacks the aptitude to scratch my latitude
I'm not mad, I'm laughing like you Gohan and I'm your dad
You don't even know that one of these days will be your last
To be candid
Niggaz die everyday B is what Cam said
You like two bitches fused into one like Amethyst
I'll punch your lights out as soon as the candles lit
Then you make a home run, but this ain't candlestick
It's the return of the shogun, can you handle it?
Not like Us is the manuscript
Dismantling the ego of a Hero to some people should be illegal
But the truth is all I can feed you
You see you think you own the block holmes
Yet all you'll end up owning up to is Stockholm

- iLL

[Celph Taut]

Word, that only took you like 4 months?
Floors bust, I smoked you already, let me be more "blunt".
Rip the doors off your ford truck...
You put me on ignore, but I'm coming for war, since I'm bored, cunt.
I mean, damn, I didn't think you'd reply...
Iceberg hit: you're here sinking, my guy.
Signing off your name, thinking that I -- give a damn (nope)
Your existence is grey matter, fragmented
Unsaved data. Spread all over the place - DNA splatter.
You are one head knock away from cave chatter
2-1? 'Dem numbers, they ain't add up.
I got the bottom of a barrel for you quota snakes
I've erased betters lines than your supposed greats...
No mistakes, homie. Place... this icepack on your skull...
Got your back to the wall, while you're attacking a bull...
Canada Post may have went on strike, however you are still getting this package, in full.
You're target practice n' I have to unload...
No tactical goal...
In other words, this rap will have more guts than what the shrapnel, exposed...
Ugh... put it to bed - time for rest.
Gave 'em two LL's, that's just how I(..) Finesse...
This is suicide attempts... if you wanna die, I guess that I can
press this barrel to your side n' just...
Leave you an unbridled mess... Pray for the wicked... no,
Prey, for the wicked.
Decades of dead space when you visit his pages n' wish that they were exquisite.
But I'd say that they're a waste of an interest.
Go away before you make us suspicious... pages of disses
parading like you're a great when it isn't the reality...
Coming now after 4 months, is wild to me.
With more losses than wins, how's that something you're proud to be?
Look, I'll break it down unique..
If you're doing text then why the fuck would we imagine your vocals around a beat?
Drop audio so that I can body you...
Make audio n' text two things I'm putting more losses to...
That's the cost of doing business, n' I'm looking to kill...
Ain't an apostrophe in the world compared to how (I'll) <-- put a hook into "Ill" (think about it)
You're a rook in the field; be quiet, bitch...
You trying diss anybody worth a damn n' end up a big pile of shit.
If you had any lineage I suppose here's where I'd lay it to rest...
You're gaming at best. Plug you out the mainframe - think I'm 'playing', Finesse?
BOOM... you're saying it's chess. I'm saying whatever you thought it was...
Reciprocal saw, since me cutting you off's the only way that you got a 'buzz'...
I crash parties, n' now we'll have to deal with the aftermath of it all...
You're in a situation not even Terrance Howard's math could have solved...
I'll keep it cordial: you've been weak for two decades n' need to throw in the towel...
Digging a hole that a Martin Scorcese mob boss would only be proud of
Look, I admire the effort in dropping a beat, but you are obviously weak...
Typing when you like liquid nitrogen - you thought it was 'heat'.
Yeah, you thought it was fire.
Wheels falling off of your wagon now; you wanna 're-tire'?
Put you in a box, but that's for the comical 'ire.
Ya mama honestly calling me sire.
It hasn't dawned on you, dog, I am higher than any God or Messiah
You're following, I will boggle your mind n' draw up inside ya
The walls will require a remodeling by the time I am through with you...
Who you chewing, dude?
Teeth will be Lucy Liu if I use these two things right here to abuse the few
fans you got in your music group...
Damn, looks like they flew the coup. I shoot up the bird box,
put my whole forearm in it like Vince Carter, doing it to the hoop...
Go and get your a new recruit.
Get at me, better use a nuke.
Every shot going through the roof.
I'm sure you were nodding your head while you were typing that up...
Friend in your corner hyping you up... I instantly cut your mic like, "you suck!"

[Homicidal]

I say ..
on some other shit, I been that
.. deep is the thought, devious posture piecing a piece of art together
.. ain't nothing to brag about, don't ask me how mass amounts
of rhymes spindle together on a rap battle forum trash account
as if it even mattered .. stuck with pills I eat to embrace
this psychological trauma I haven't any ability to escape
.. killing me every day, filling me with this.. wait..
I seek, and see a sinner shake where he stand, for
hate isn't the answer -- I reconsider raising my hand
.. patiently wait, watching, facing each day
and buss when I wanna, selectively poppin'
bumpin' NAS still knowing life and death is an option
.. it's loose leaf or the keys, dude i'm saying i'm reliant
for it's over and over again like rumination at it's finest
.. sick of tik tok apps -- take a second and digest it
for time is money -- let settle the lesson I suggested
.. it's all action bro, don't test for I'm at your throat
as if i'm not cypher alumni due to my lack of posts
I've mastered this form of art past your explorative minds
white gold polished under the sun so of course it's gone shine
.. simple as that, sinister act finna' to snap
like school shooters listening to Eminem rap
as if you didn't know i'd be back
.. this shit is simply an addiction

[Ill Finesse]

Word, that only took you like 4 months?
Floors bust, I smoked you already, let me be more "blunt".
Rip the doors off your ford truck...
You put me on ignore, but I'm coming for war, since I'm bored, cunt.
I mean, damn, I didn't think you'd reply...
Iceberg hit: you're here sinking, my guy.
Signing off your name, thinking that I -- give a damn (nope)
Your existence is grey matter, fragmented
Unsaved data. Spread all over the place - DNA splatter.
You are one head knock away from cave chatter
2-1? 'Dem numbers, they ain't add up.
I got the bottom of a barrel for you quota snakes
I've erased betters lines than your supposed greats...
No mistakes, homie. Place... this icepack on your skull...
Got your back to the wall, while you're attacking a bull...
Canada Post may have went on strike, however you are still getting this package, in full.
You're target practice n' I have to unload...
No tactical goal...
In other words, this rap will have more guts than what the shrapnel, exposed...
Ugh... put it to bed - time for rest.
Gave 'em two LL's, that's just how I(..) Finesse...
This is suicide attempts... if you wanna die, I guess that I can
press this barrel to your side n' just...
Leave you an unbridled mess... Pray for the wicked... no,
Prey, for the wicked.
Decades of dead space when you visit his pages n' wish that they were exquisite.
But I'd say that they're a waste of an interest.
Go away before you make us suspicious... pages of disses
parading like you're a great when it isn't the reality...
Coming now after 4 months, is wild to me.
With more losses than wins, how's that something you're proud to be?
Look, I'll break it down unique..
If you're doing text then why the fuck would we imagine your vocals around a beat?
Drop audio so that I can body you...
Make audio n' text two things I'm putting more losses to...
That's the cost of doing business, n' I'm looking to kill...
Ain't an apostrophe in the world compared to how (I'll) <-- put a hook into "Ill" (think about it)
You're a rook in the field; be quiet, bitch...
You trying diss anybody worth a damn n' end up a big pile of shit.
If you had any lineage I suppose here's where I'd lay it to rest...
You're gaming at best. Plug you out the mainframe - think I'm 'playing', Finesse?
BOOM... you're saying it's chess. I'm saying whatever you thought it was...
Reciprocal saw, since me cutting you off's the only way that you got a 'buzz'...
I crash parties, n' now we'll have to deal with the aftermath of it all...
You're in a situation not even Terrance Howard's math could have solved...
I'll keep it cordial: you've been weak for two decades n' need to throw in the towel...
Digging a hole that a Martin Scorcese mob boss would only be proud of
Look, I admire the effort in dropping a beat, but you are obviously weak...
Typing when you like liquid nitrogen - you thought it was 'heat'.
Yeah, you thought it was fire.
Wheels falling off of your wagon now; you wanna 're-tire'?
Put you in a box, but that's for the comical 'ire.
Ya mama honestly calling me sire.
It hasn't dawned on you, dog, I am higher than any God or Messiah
You're following, I will boggle your mind n' draw up inside ya
The walls will require a remodeling by the time I am through with you...
Who you chewing, dude?
Teeth will be Lucy Liu if I use these two things right here to abuse the few
fans you got in your music group...
Damn, looks like they flew the coup. I shoot up the bird box,
put my whole forearm in it like Vince Carter, doing it to the hoop...
Go and get your a new recruit.
Get at me, better use a nuke.
Every shot going through the roof.
I'm sure you were nodding your head while you were typing that up...
Friend in your corner hyping you up... I instantly cut your mic like, "you suck!"

I enjoy sparring, and I haven't hit you with my best.
With that said, I lost my brother yesterday and he basically raised me, and he was such a huge fan of hiphop that I wouldn't be interested at all to write/whatever. He was my spark to any of this, and so I'll be back and better than ever.
Hopefully not in another 4 months.

[Celph Taut]

I enjoy sparring, and I haven't hit you with my best.
With that said, I lost my brother yesterday and he basically raised me, and he was such a huge fan of hiphop that I wouldn't be interested at all to write/whatever. He was my spark to any of this, and so I'll be back and better than ever.
Hopefully not in another 4 months.

'bet.


It's a melting pot, for sure. When you're popular
People don't come out as the friends that you thought they were
The lens, changes. Your peripheral view is sinking into
A dark abyss... n' they still wouldn't be as dark as this...
I know what pain is like, it rips your heart to bits...
Especially when people you knew disappear and leave out the blue...
You can be in a room by yourself, crying for help
n' they're not there, when you needed them to...
Such emotion, you can't believe that it's true....
Being that you'd be there, if they needed you to...
Feeling uneasy, you immediately move the toilet seat, n' then do... (hurling sounds)
Gross feeling, you're used. Feeling abused having to deal with these dudes
No telling what someone is willing to lose...
It's an island, and you're in Gilligan's shoes.
Trying to numb the feeling, with booze.
Liquid courage is what they call it, I guess.
Yet, I don't feel confident, yet.
Raw emotions that I often forget
I've been acting all my life, every day's like I'm walking on set.
Or better yet, a straight line with no dots to connect.
General musings on minute details... that confuse females... 'cause
Well, I mean, shit... your options are either talking or leaving
But it's often it seems like what your offering needs some kind of philosophical meaning...
Can't even say what you wanna say without having to defend yourself
To be honest and for somebody to go and blame it on mental health
Then stop one short of actually getting help...
So is it genuine or labored? I can never tell.
And I put that on friends, as well.
Why piece dialogue to be a garbled mess?
Why even start the test?
Cupid's dart missed my heart n' just shrugged it off like, 'fuck it'
Whatever is done, I done it. Whatever becomes my summit...
These altitudes got me feeling dizzy.
Might not be nearly as young as before, but still as busy.
Chasing dreams that stay static, in nature.
College degrees have me fallen fatigue to that of majors...
Blackouts, awaken to the solace of flashing pagers.

[Bag Mandela]

@Ill Finesse My condolences bro, if it inspires you to pen some fire that's dope & I'm sure he'd be proud of you.

I'm serving red phosphorus anti pasti plates, with potassium permanganate,
Followed with an ethanol chaser, have a blast today,
Special courses hit like shells n mortars,
I don't prep for war like weapon hoarders, I come in peace, but nut like I'm yelling orders, shouting ya wife's name cuz I know it upsets ya daughter,

I've lost the drive to want to thrive, one day it checked its watch n sighed, said gosh it flies, sorry bye, it's been a hoot fuck off n die,
Now I've got no other option I'm the modest honest moral type, predictable as rocky fights, no arguing when dogma strikes, I hit the pot stay locked inside at least I'm keeping occupied, I blendin like a poltergeist so much I could just wander by the bank unlock the vault n swipe the lot without bin spotted by the clerks or anyone in line,
Check, I've got so many hold alls, I need some hold all holders,
Then I'll put all the hold all holders in one big hold all holder holder,
Sounds troubling, hell,
I'll tell you straight up this fucker ain't well,
A hold all holder full of hold alls?
I swear man Bags just full of himself