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lirik lagu krymzon cypher volume 3 – krymzonpiranha

[verse 1: marz the great]
ay, ay, hold up, ay
hold up, ay, hold up, ay, hold up, ay
like waka flocka, b*tch i keep it real, i do it for fun, give a f*ck ’bout a deal
you f*ck with the great, that’s far from ideal, all i know is success, ask ya boy how he feels?
i’m feeling great, b*tch i feel fantastic, money, reed richards, my money elastic
that man my clone, that man made of plastic, electro my kin, that man don’t want static
my music dope, my fans are like addicts, my haters mad i’m on top like an attic
ugh, they so dramatic, my life turn to a movie, this sh*t cinematic yuh
no shame, i turn yo chick to my boo thang, i make more money than bruce wayne
ask for the king, i’m the real thing, i’m the great and i’m still on my d*mn reign

[verse 2: llewxam]
now here i go i’m back in the zone with at least tеn bottles around me
no more drinking patron or whiskеy and gold, that sh*t’ll turn me to a zombie
i’ve been finding control but i’m learning to hone this craft that’s mine so proudly
i’ve been finding the time to write all these lines and tonight i’m feeling godly
like i’m an odinson or even kratos or maybe hermes man i’m feeling spatial
don’t look at me i’m runnin’ straight through, strong like hercules and that dang zeus
gave me lighting strikes with medusa sight, make direct eye contact you cast in stone
so do you a favour just leave me alone, if i’m feared like apollo you ain’t no rocky balboa
but i’m riding this dragon, like my name’s shang*chi, please you can leave get away from me
you thought i was addicted to the i.c.e, now you see i’m a fiend for these dope type beats, i’m gone

[verse 3: s.t.i.n.e]
yeah
i feel the momentum, this is my moment, it’s time to go get it, i made it my mission
to k!ll everything that i get on, precision to split down the middle, i’m fission
i’m going to get it, up and at ’em, i splinter the competition when i’m with ’em ninja turtles
i’m sprinting down the track, been jumping hurdles, the finish line off in the distance
i’m meaning business so i’m lunging further, i know it seems like an impossible mission
but i’m ’bout to be unstoppable, i’m cruising on my way to making it, making it probable
call me tom, ‘cause i’m on my way to the top of the mountain, i’m sinking my t**th in this vision
piranha catching the rhythm on a plane to nirvana, i don’t mean to boast
i’m going for their throats, blood dripping crimson, go ahead, raise your glass for a toast
[verse 4: crowjf & patience dane, both]
hey, my name is crow, welcome to the show
i used to rap on cyphers with a violent, murderous flow
but now it’s time to take a step back and head a different direction
an inspection and dissection of my past and my connections
a prime example is standing here, the name’s still patience dane
i’m back from the first cypher, reclaim the throne, the rap kingdom’s where i reign
and now we’re standing here together, and we’re taking drastic measures
to ensure you understand all of our previous endeavours
for several years we’ve been the homies, making moves and grinding hard
you think it’s gonna fall apart? you wanna bet? well, pick a card
we’re not going anywhere, so don’t even try to remove us from the game
but you know we’re always moving upwards, makin’ sure they know our names
you think we’re in it for the fame? wouldn’t that just be a shame?
we spent years building the frame and now our lives won’t be the same
at opposition, we take aim, you have only yourself to blame
on cyphers, always spittin’ flames, look at the beasts that we became
we brought the crownies together, a diverse set of sk!lls and talent
yet with such a varied palette, everything has perfect balance
even with all the struggles, we were able to surpass
we may have dropped smash, but we’ll still wobble your ass

[verse 5: boomgoesmaximus]
bonafide warlock, making a pact, i pledge my soul to the patron of rap
where’s god when you need him? here’s a tip, free, you better think twice if you’re aiming at max
i’m the rap world george r.r., disappear for years to perfect my art
but you know when i’m writing, everybody’s gonna die, call that a song of ice and fire bars
“yo boys, where we droppin’?”, want a battle royale? imma walk out scot*free
my filter ain’t the only thing that’s popping, while you’re getting lost at the party like “god f*cking dammit kris where the f*ck are we!?”
every part of me has been in stasis
these so*called artists say they aim to please but are you really living if you don’t live dangerously?
gonna settle for relaxing with cake and tea? well stick with your fantasy and make*believe
just picture yourself on the stage or screen, it’s a dream for you, it’s tuesday for me
[verse 6: skippy boy]
where we dropping boys? it’s looking like cypher three
mark the spot on the track for me, couldn’t forget to call lil skippy
jumping on the track from the battle bus, all these goons afraid to battle us
in all my teammates, i trust, unless they actin’ mad sus
umbrella’s down, running pleasant streets, firing shots, they think i’m using cheats
no aimbot, just learning from defeats, tasty lyrics flowin’ off of kai’s beats
collecting loot while we flossin’, playin’ fools, call that big bossin’
my lines more refreshing than a chug jug, they quit, alt f4, pull the plug
did you make a verse about fortnite? was it irony? nah, it was tight
but regardless of my rationale, i’m a winner, victory royale

[verse 7: little kermit]
came back from the dead just to hear this cr*p?
you sad little human, that’s a sorry excuse for rap
you’re a sap, sorry not sorry chap, better believe i’m the king of trap
bars give me a nap, put me on the track, i’ll slap until it’s a wrap
swear, i thought you was oscar, all the trash you spittin’
i’ve been staying on this street, i ain’t ever quittin’
your sorry attempt at rap was the worst thing written
i made fozzie, frosty, best to go grab your mittens
what does your name even mean? was it lean you must have been sippin’?
streaming on twitch, i wish you would quit and you’ll be the one i’ll be skippin’

[verse 8: logan malone]
here we go again, ‘cause you finna meet your end, yuh it’s time to full send, go and get all of your friends
now it’s gonna be a bother when i lyrically slaughter all these rappers trying harder to try and play it smarter than me
now i’m back for round three
who these rappers tryna be?
oh, they’re tryna be me?
well take my name over this grave i’ll try to be sane but they callin’ me bane
so try to stay safe while you’re stuck in my lane, yeah keep up the pace, don’t get in my face
or try to be fake ‘cause i am the wraith, that’ll take your body and leave with no trace, yuh
[verse 9: quazmar]
cyphers aren’t my speciality so imma start it super slow
wouldn’t want to lose my lips like larry, ‘cause you need to know this
quazmar is a quasar, i hear jiminy already sayin’ too far, i need to
check my ego, i’m just a zero not regal or evel knievel, mythic or eternal
who am i then if i’m not a quasar? change of paradigm when you know you’re not the big star
i’m just a guy who wishes he could fly with an imagination overload procrastination will explode
‘times i do what i don’t wanna do, lukewarm goldilocks ain’t spewing the stew
i’m a sham, that’s not all that i am, i’m more than just the sum, even in a bigger plan
who i am, is not defined by any mistake i make life’s not a piece of cake, not a reason to forsake
his grace forgives, in it i lay my trust i made my bed, i won’t leave until i return to dust

[verse 10: apxcxlyptic]
gun on my hip and i come with the drip and you know that my verse gon’ be better than other folks
imma be petty and brag cuz i’m one of those, i got a b*tch who can stomp out one hundred foes
i’m not a runner, go off on these twitter libs, also just lemme address this real quick
if i get cancelled i don’t really give a sh*t, i speak my mind not afraid of these brittle kids
not gonna censor myself for the masses, i will not cower to none the authorities
red dot, assault rifle, aim is too far to see, second amendment is on me, a part of me
glock on my lap, imma pop it, really? joshy, you should really stop it, really?
where was you at when my spotify banned? big tech, i’ll snipe ’em, i’m scoping in clearly
i’m gonna fly with the b*tterflies, what am i? someone who deals with a hundred lies constantly*
i’m in the place where the sun don’t shine* son of mine* become a beta, well hahaha, unlikely*

[verse 11: whokxlledjxn]
i don’t usually rap on a beat like this, but let’s try some’ new, so f*ck it
i be with the k!llers in the woods, let’s hunt every other beat real f*cking good now
if you really think that this is a game, n*gga you lame so k!ll all the pain
you n*ggas is stains, you can’t even play ‘cause you cheating the system like these girls all day
smoking a pound what goes around, all of these hoes who can’t get that sound
i’m smacked like if that b*tch wasn’t flat, what is yo at? i’m coming right back you back
push it, push it, push it, coming in hot you n*ggas is gruesome
f*ck that sh*t and i f*cked up the bait, just like my girl she got all the cake
you don’t want smoke with a n*gga like me
223’s on a f*ckin’ beat

[verse 12: graham malone]
i’ll sniff the powder out my choppa when it turns you into splinters
then i’ll take my phone and start recording like a f*ckin’ major motion picture
you ain’t on my f*ckin list, you got your girlfriend sellin’ pics
makin’ bread, but she’s suckin, d*ck, i heard your music, you’re the sh*t
yuh, your raps are trash, you’re the sh*t ‘cause of that last part
your b*tch is on my twitter, “can you put it in my ass? heart”
tell her “sorry mama imma have to take a postcard”
“got a girl in new york who would love to see that ass, heart”
spend two*thousand on some vitamin c, c your girl’s titties, y’know what i mean?
h*rny on main? yuh, that sh*t is the best, i’m with my girl watching naruto, her thighs on my chest, yes

[verse 13: phoenix bird]
everybody back up for the cypher, ’boutta go steal the show like swiper
all cranked up like i was a biker, always been a lover never been a fighter
’til the rap come on then i’m a viper, red dot sight on ’em i’m a sniper
attention been deficit and hyper, engine revved up i’m going (gone)
i don’t think i’m ever coming back, krymzon put me on that track
moonwalk on ’em all with no micheal jack, i stay a bit psychopathic, pass the axe
i cut ’em up, k!ll em off with no myers mask, if any bird flipping out like an acrobat
i’m serious with the scripts like i dipped out of azkaban, kamala khan on ’em all like i’m coming out of pakistan
you wanna square up? meet me in the octagon, awe come on, what you scared bro?
when i go chris and put you in the walls of jericho, there he go, where he go? right here, yo

[verse 14: dr. robotnik land]
they call me mr. smith, just like brad pitt
when you need a beat dropped, i’m the guy who’s it
i’ve got endless tunes but my rhymes aren’t looney
splatoon on the track, i’ll make you go woomy
i control the chaos, don’t need no emeralds
you’re the koopa army, and i’m your general
explosive on the mic, the real bob*omb king
all my haters run scared when they hear me sing
enrapture your senses as my words unfurl
like my namesake geno, it’s the starsmith whirl

[verse 15: philozopher]
blood of the innocent bled for their benefit, hid with the ignorance of the masses
people be sleeping on underpasses
but you be sleeping’ on those that be sleeping
we owe our laughs to the ones to be weeping, work through the week just to live for the weekends
strength from the weakened like vampires, and them leading some grand liars and them landfires that be k!lling the earth
gonna recycle us back into the dirt, from which we were birthed
like a flirt but you flirting with death, still of worth if your net worth is less
still a blessing if you ain’t feeling blessed, the wicked never rest while under arrest

[verse 16: jp of lng]
who this? jp with a new clique, oh sh*t, your girl on a new d*ck
full clip, my shots, yeah they don’t miss, notice lng, magnum opus
summer rays hot, but my flow is hotter, yeah, your sh*t not, you just cannon fodder
you got no spot fittin’ on our roster, off by a long shot and i can’t be bothered
spittin’ that venom, i k!ll ’em while bringin’ the carnage
you gon’ marvel at the fact that the mask is no hero, a villain, i’m honest, this sh*t was branded, i never bought it
shots all around me, surrounded, i’m steady itchin’ for blood, yeah i’m houndin’
i’m the apex of the game, i’m a mountain, f*ck offa me, imma leave your ass grounded
hopped on this cypher, so shoutout to krymzon, hear me and they say, “yeah, can’t f*ck with him, son”
my sh*t is great, but i ain’t a goat yet, my time is up, so tell me, yeah, who’s next?

[verse 17: narnar]
hi, i’m narnar, and i’m really h*rny on main
ay, ay, ay, ay
see titty pics, you know i like that, get h*rny bonked, you know i fight back
b*lls on twitter, i’m no quitter, keep it up, my d*ck get bigger in your sister
she no spitter, yeah i kissed her, wait, i’m kinda g*y
i like men in my bed when i m*st*rbate, watch p*rn for the story, i’m so h*rny
might go on twitter and post a fleet about some feet, then go to sleep
i’m not a rapper, bang local milfs, drink the titty milk
and stop b*tching about me liking some ass on the main
f*ck bob saget, f*ck john stamos, and the entire full house cast, you all some b*tches

[verse 18: captainwrecktile]
in uni i got no friends, i’m gonna make my life ends
everyday money i spends, i can’t buy myself a benz
i got no money and my lady too, i spent it all when we went to the zoo
i am a foo, when i turn twenty i think my lady will be twenty plus two
when i turn twenty i think i’ll be wearing the same size of shoe and still live in the stew
only suck d*ck when i’m part of the threesome, suck on that d*ck like i’m sucking caprisun
suck on that d*ck and i’m l!cking his pre*cum, suck on that d*ck and i’m making his d numb
i’m giving good b*tches aids, f*cking their face, apply on her t**th like toothpaste
i am the one that is changing her race, putting her eyes out of place
make her forget where she stays, cracking her back like a vase, away i am chased

[verse 19: charlie gist]
charlie gist, i hope you know i coming with it, spitting fire in the booth, i burn it down, when i’m in it, wait a minute
all my haters think you doubt me, and i’m sorry you’re offended, kinda funny you’re pretending you don’t know anything or nothin’
i’m the smoke that you breathing in while your puffin’, kinda funny you’re saying my name and sounding so lame
that means you got some real problems that your stuff in, real problems that your stuff in
i’m going in like a ten, not nine, not fine, please work your 9*5, i work the independent life
please don’t hate, appreciate, and please recognize my whole life, i take the stairs, not the crates, fallin’ down, with them traits
no time to debate, i’m speaking facts in this verse, you’re bound to be cursed
when you’re hating on me then you’re diving face first, you’re diving face first
no limit i’m in it, like eminem i’m gonna send it, ‘cause i’m gonna defend it, i’m with it, this is my image
and never crossing my line ‘cause i got my line up of scrimmage, go and get your own score before my foot gets in it, yeah

[verse 20: biggie kermit]
biggie kermit, up on cypher street
from the new york hood, i’m a freak under the sheets
pistol whip with the notorious b.i.g. bird
come home and start porkin’ that p.i.g
heard that you was talkin’ some cr*p up on ig live
my vocals spicy, but i stay icy and thrive
and if you really want the smoke, you’re gonna get slammed
and when you open up your front door, bam bam bam!
but if you don’t answer the door, i’ll climb into your window
hide that body real good, now you’ve been sent down to limbo, yep

[verse 21: krymzonpiranha]
iced out, spitting heat, that’s how i get the drip, making puddles in the street, be careful not to slip
you seeing me beat? must be on an acid trip, you better retreat, ‘cause my squad is off the rip
started rapping this year, i’m already a contender, chopping up the beat and throwing all the pieces in a blender
mix it up, now you got the best taste ever discovered, served hot or cold, the perfect drink, there is no other
feedin’ fake compliments, with the frosting on top, then flake when i try to connect like the wifi just dropped
forgive me father but i gotta sin a minute’s all i need to toast em up, and feel the crunch when i bite in and make ‘em bleed
i put this sh*t together three times, don’t you see? take an angry trapper, snap his branch, he drops his uzi
stopping the rap jungle from being corrupted is our duty, piranha’s habitat, now lemme turn you into food, please
we got strength in numbers, rapping with the comrades, start beef with the piranha, end up like a crawdad
eatin’ guppies up really makes me and my jaw glad, if i get mad, i’ll break yours, drinking out a straw, lad

- krymzonpiranha

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