DREADCYPHER

[Intro]
We can pretty do whatever the hell we want
I can do cocaine if I wanted to

[Verse 1: Jozie Haze]
Listen I'm a shithead, grip lead
Bitch I'm playin hades while I get head
Homie I ain't lion like the ship’s head
Send the beat to me I leave that shit dead
I been rappin so much that my muthafuckin lips bled
Not like yours do apparently
All the rappers know that I'm a dawg, great peranees
Ima crack y'alls cause I swear you ain't scarin me
Errythang purple you aware, the haze guarantee
Yo, my raps is crazy, they could throw mе in the looney bin
I put the bеat up in a blender on my goonies shit
Say I ain't cut out for the industry, truly bitch
House always wins, bullshit you know what Clooney did

[Verse 2: Jupiluxe]
Jupiluxe, baby
Yeah, on the track track
Break a bitch down with what I keep up in my backpack
Know I keep a fat stack, queen of pussycat cat
If you can't find your bitch
It's cause she in my lap, sat
Anybody want that smoke
I got friendlies who can match that
Mind your business baby
We are not competing, clearly
I make a song a day
You probably make an album yearly
Bitch, you can't come near me
Wack hoes love to talk they shit, right
But you gets no bitches cause you ain't giving dick right
Give your girl my number and I can get her shit right
I make her sing

[Verse 3: Stoic Da Poet]
I’m COLD!
But it’s so hot in here!
I just stepped out of the plane that done brought me here
Into the FOLD!
Get out my way before I EXPLODE!
I done told you.. get the bodies out the cargo LOAD!
Fuck...
It’s so hot in here
I'm in a cold sweat, burning a fever that ain’t getting low yet
I’m boutta forfeit!
Somebody quick, get me some morphine!
Now I’m loosened up I can reveal I been I stuck
In a state of dysmorphia, full of these horrible thoughts
I been strung out, struck, rung out, plucked
Time to grab the lead, to end this miserable dread, fuck
Fuck! Fuck... stoic!

[Verse 4: Tommy Wit Da Tone]
Tommy wit da tizzone breakin these lemon suckas down
Got that thuggish ruggish bizzone, so you ion fuck around
Neva eva need the glizzock, cause I’ll knuckle up to your frown
Neva playin no I’m stayin comin from the motown, aye
Knuckin and buckin and fuckin shit up
Duckin and cuttin inside of da cut
Never no bluffin where I’m comin from
Straight out the sewers yeah call that the slums
Drankin and thankin all about the mud
Gettin so ignorant so fuckin dumb
Stackin my money I’m gettin me some
Feel the vibrations from unloading drum, bitch
Beat muthafucka ass with the quickness
Talkin all that shit mane this just business
Last time I pulled up he was scared actin chicken
Still don’t forget you is all up on my hit list
Get split
In the pit
Like a muthafuckin bitch
Submit and admit
You a hoeish ass bit
Counterfeit
Hypocrite
Gonna need a permit
Get the fuck up out my face with that shit trick

[Verse 5: BAAN$HEE]
17 years I’ve been battling depression
I’ve been losing my religion, I’m gon’ teach your ass a lesson
You gon’ give me a confession, you won’t be handling pressure
All my bars handled with passion, I’m careful I’m on a mission
Writing with passion, I’m passing your girl like it’s soccer
Riding with the homies, better not fuck with my chakras
Medicated, I am striving but I got some enemies
Catch you slipping, leave your family just like the Kennedy’s
Flip a hundred to a thousand, you can suck a pair of deez
She thought she could forget, but her hearts locked and I got the keys
Let me in my zone, do you know who you are talking to?
Me, Jozie, BTOD, Nokris; gon’ put a bullet in you

[Verse 6: BTOD]
Know what I dislike, I dislike the enemy
Know what I am like, I'm just like your enemy, I'm also your friend and we are not alike, but we got the same head and look through the same eyes
But I'm taking your life because I wanna live
And I'm takin your money, fuck you kinda broke
Fuck this body cold, fuck your heart where'd it go
Fuck this kinda dope though, this a steep slope though
Open up, open up, they keep yelling in my face
Let us out, let us out, they keep yelling in my brain
Shake the place, shake the place
Bitch I'm bouta take your soul cause I'm Bad Trip what? Overdose Overdose

[Verse 7: Nokris]
God mode on
Step to this you bombarded
Like blitzkrieg raids
You leave withered and charred
Pharaoh of the dark
Corrupting yo songs
The only way to hold me was to put me behind bars
I shatter them anytime that I'm active actively waiting
Like sleeper agent
You fake emcees gettin erased
Blasé
From lack of initiative on y'all faces
Basic
Ya building block rhymes never gone change shit
Hatred
Filling my veins I'll turn you to atoms
Put bodies up in the trunk and them bullets in grey matter
A demon on the mic with the way that I do battle
In my war gods stance I leave yo whole frame shattered
I'm the southwest warden
Desert where I stay
Talk shit get these front two knuckles to ya face
Talk that talk more you get snatched wit no trace
And you end up wit yo click
6 feet deep inside a grave nigga