Poppin’ Cypher

[Chorus: Crypt, OfficiallyLeo]
As I lay me down to sleep
I pray to the Lord above
That everyone who (Yeah) ever doubted me (Yeah, yeah)
Is gonna see what I've become (Yeah, huh?)

[Verse 1: OfficiallyLeo]
Leo came in to demolish the scene, we're waiting for better days (Better days)
Leo came in and he's acting all cheeky, 'cause this is the break away (Facts!)
Yeah, they hate he lip syncs and he's fake and trash allegedly (Hah)
But soon, you'll be a fan if you like it or not, 'cause I'll take over eventually (Let's go)
Leo been coming in crazy, ready to bring up the tensity (Yeah)
Youngest to do it, I'm flowing like fluids, I stretch opportunities flexibly (Woah)
Everybody really wanna pick up independently and prosper properly just like I did (Ayy), so
Inspirational, motivational, Leo on the beat, so sensational (Yeah)
I don't play at all, look at my actions, look at my work, I don't have to say it all
Going up vertical (Woah), and my bars are so lyrically surgical, very unmerciful
What I did is so irreversible, keep to myself, so incontrovertible
Put myself in the game, 'cause I'm very submersible (Very submersible, yeah, yeah)
All of my people are winning and grinning, all of us grateful, none of us sinning (Sinnning!)
I kept it lowkey, look how I'm kicking it so low (So low), Leo been doing it solo (Solo)
Everyone knows I'm a G like I'm polo, that's how it is
Representing for my mum and I'm making her proud, might drip her in coco (Coco)
I'm on the beat, go loco, out-rap me? No-go (Woah)
Stand up tall, rep for my country, shoutout my family, bro knows (Bro!)
I move on my own, with my own toes
Shoutout my family, shoutout my people that been with me from day though, yeah

[Verse 2: Gatsb7]
Yeah
Hi y'all, it's Mr. Last Pick (Uh-huh)
Sorry if I trip about it, shit, I'm only half-pissed (What)
A couple people lining up to X me like an asterisk (Ooh)
They laughing in my face until I kill 'em with my ad libs (Alright)
So when you talk about seven, better mark me down as an underdog (Yeah)
Only see red now, if you step to me, you'll need Juggernog (Yeah)
See me OD on the beat, still treat it like there's nothing wrong (Yeah)
But y'all been waking up the beast, I'm a machine, I needed another cog (Yeah)
I wear this thirteen proudly, 'cause I want y'all to doubt me
Keep saying how this wave is 'bout to drown me (Yeah)
And then you'll be seeing me hang ten, that's too many bodies, mayhem with a noose, I'll prob'ly
Make a beat, then delete that shit, then deny I did like the kid's Benghazi (Woo!)
Pen godly, my god, man, I'm so ozzie, I's born with a bat body
So sick, keep a vat on me, waiting for my pockets to thicken, I gotta get it till I sat oddly (Oh Lord!)
Boy, I've always been a dark horse
I was poppin' once, now I'm poppin' off, wanna dog the kid? Get on all fours
It's Gats

[Chorus: Crypt]
As I lay me down to sleep
I pray to the Lord above
That everyone who ever doubted me
Is gonna see what I've become

[Verse 3: DizzyEight]
I lose control like a Semtex, bars stick to ya soul
Watch him blow, click, see four shots straight to your dome
Watch your tone, look, my whole clique move with a code
Masked up, I know dudes that'll move on you in the cold (For real!)
Dog really think he a god just like Anubis, false prophet
He just a fraud behind a computer, you should stop it
Meet your enemies, they gon' be like "Remember me?"
It's gon' take 'em running up on you to jog your memory
Never been one to beef, I want everybody to eat
I want all my peers to succeed, but you'd rather feed me deceit
Be careful with what you sow, 'cause that'll be what you reap
Hatred is what will grow if that's what you breed in your seed
I feel like a father, I'm soning all ya, guess this a reprimand
You want the can, sir? Get the smoke from the second hand
But wait, as an artist we really need to do better, man
I might have my faults, but I seek God to be a better man

[Verse 4: Matt Houston]
Tell me something: Why don't you know you can't tell me nothing?
20/20, I could see you fronting, it's 2020, now I see you love it
Said all it was is just drugs and bitches, just change the pace and y'all swore it's different
Got me wiling, going hard, dissing, getting to the riches, got the weed and swishers, seems that they the bitches
At least how they switching, I can't tell the difference, pussy what I'm sniffing acting like you hoes
Keyboard get to sprinting, fingers get to twitting, fucking with a shark, look out below
Really I'm a dog, keep out the fence, looking at a god, talking shit? Repent
All them words so cheap, still your ass in debt, hoes call me Ralph, bitches getting wrecked
Feeling like I'm ALF; from another world, bars been getting strong, shit's been doing curls
Say I ain't a gift, okay, ask your girl, she put on my chain and throw away your pearls
Bitch, I was born for the disrespect, throw a grenade and erase your chest
Snatch your teeth out your mouth to erase the debt, snatch your wife out your life so you don't forget
I'ma make millions, place the bet, I got nothing left to say, better hope I fade
That's naive as shit, you know that I'ma stay, burning down your city, only spitting flames
Hope y'all hate me winning, knowing it won't change, tell em "Kiss my ass", salt into the pain
Fuck saying names, leave it to you lames, petty, wrath and greatness, kill 'em till my grave, aim (Pow!)

[Chorus: Crypt]
As I lay me down to sleep
I pray to the Lord above
That everyone who ever doubted me
Is gonna see what I've become

[Verse 5: Samad Savage, Borjan]
You ain't never seen nobody like I, turn it to the side; I'ma leave it flat-lined
Interracial gangbang, black guys with 9s busting at your face, black eyes; when I-
Let a punchline hit, I could speak blood talk like I bit my lip, I could speak Snoop Dogg, do a song with Crypt
No gangs, but I'm poppin' from my cliques, now I know they like it when I switch
Not Nintendo or that Caitlyn chick, and I lay with chips, and I'm blazing with
My amazing wit, and I'm saying this like a flaming wick; blow me
I lowkey be owning you bros, see, I'm slowly promoting my motion in oceans, I'm only
Showboating the mic that I'm holding, I might kill the pens when I strike, what is bowling?
Six seconds in, clip emptied, gats be putting seven rappers in a frenzy
See, the first eight made 'em feel a little dizzy, over ninety people thinking that they could prevent me
I'm cold, they bore Jan, officially, Crypt my brother, fuck the color of my skin, G
Me, I do big things, are we on a kip? Please, sleep on mans? Then I lead 'em in a quick sleep
Leave you in a batch of the dead, don't tempt me, you don't want to see me when I'm moody, cover face like a Sunni
I say "As-salamu alaykum", put a piece into a goofy, and that's word to my umi, if you ever try to shoot me
You gon' see a hundred kufis, it is poppin', I'm a rhyming don and I'm starving
Kelly Clarkson: I'm already gone, it's the sergeant, hold up, let me park it like...
Stop, Samad Savage in the slot, I'm not static, but I pop, like a hundred-thousand watts, I'ma leave em all in shock
Cardi B without a job; I don't really need the polls, I'ma make it to the top, ha!
And I do not mean disrespect when I say this either (Yeah, yeah)
I won't ask next time, keep AK aside for the fucking feature! (Mic check)

[Verse 6: Borjan]
Quarantine got you laid over, I stay over
Everybody's head, I'm on one, like Drake told ya
I don't quit on motherfuckers like a great soldier
But they quit on me when I needed them, so them days over
I do damage with passion, work and the ethic
Embarrass your art of essence, take care of your worth for presence, I'm on
I been on this since adolescence, progressin'
Imparable in my section, could give a fuck 'bout your raps where you from

[Interlude 1: 100Kufis]
Kufis
Ayy, Nato
I'm 'bout to ride the fuck out of this beat
Right here, though, for real, uh!

[Verse 7: 100Kufis]
Excuse me, miss, I don't really wanna do this shit
But if my music is not amusing enough for you, I guess I gotta shoot you, bitch
Stupid trick, make you disappear like a stupid trick
Poof, begone, put a roofie in your smoothie, makes you boujee bitch, I'm truly sick
Losing it, out of my mind, reading these lines like a movie script
I'm cruising, bitch, bon voyage, riding the wave, like a moving ship
"Ra-ta-ta-tat"- that be the sound of the MAC when I'm letting that toolie spit
Matter of fact, a lot of these niggas can rap but these niggas ain't doing shit
Who is this? He's not a factor, he's just a rapper nobody knows
But nobody knows this is the rapper that murdered the game on the day he came home
Reclaiming his throne, back in the building, ready to kill when he's waving his chrome
Let it be known, life is a bitch, I'm just waiting to bone like Raven Symoné
Now, what's the chance of that? I got a better chance selling grams of crack
To a fiend that's ten years clean, and she's still tryna keep that monkey off her back
And it's a fact we don't rap alike, so, if you grab the mic, then I advise you: put it back
Keep acting like you the nicest, I'ma take ya' life and put it in my book of raps, and that's that!

[Chorus: Crypt, Blizar]
As I lay me down to sleep
I pray to the Lord above (Woah...)
That everyone who ever doubted me
Is gonna see what I've become (Ayy, yeah, yeah)

[Verse 8: Bilzar]
They said Bilzar's back (Rah!), means one thing, means man are getting killed on tracks, start running for the hills and that (Woo!)
Start building camps, go Fortnite; building ramps, saving the game, Gordon Banks
I don't wanna hear talking back, don't talk like there's no one as bad as you (Hah)
You'll get wrapped on tracks and that's the truth, I come through with bars on bars on bars (Bars on bars)
It's starting to look like Magaluf, nah, it's starting to look like Malia (Woo!)
I been doing that shit that you cannot do and then I capture that shit on a camera (Huh?)
Best you find a new avenue, El Capitan, I'm the manager
I'll free-fall from the sky with no parachute, through your window and land in the passenger (Ah!)
But listen, I ain't really in a position (Nope) to sit here and shit on these rappers from distance (Nope)
I get 'em and get 'em if we being real, there ain't no competition I'm up in this bitch all equipped with a whistle and stripes on my shirt, 'cause I been so official, I get 'em, I get 'em
I didn't wanna diss 'em, but this my religion, so fuck it, man, any of you bitches can get it (Woo!)
You didn't wan' listen, but now you gon' listen, a killer, a man on a mission
I'm hunting 'em down, this so animalistic, can't understand they cannot rhyme with these writtens (Woo, woo!)
And this ain't no test, I'm just practicing with them, imagine I was always passionate with it
I'm back and I get 'em, attacking a victim and Bill on his way, well, to stack a million

[Interlude 2: VI Seconds]
Man...
Hmm-hmm-hmm-hahahahahaha-
-Hahaha! Gawd, yo

[Verse 9: VI Seconds]
Let's get it poppin', I'll get to poppin' the populous (Brrt)
I pop corns tryin' to pop out 'cause I'm popular
I pop guns! (Bow!) You? Popguns; when it pop, you late
You full of poppycock, ya bitch say "Papi, let's repopulate"
The party popper (Yeah), pulling something in your venue
'Cause if you ain't eating with me, you certainly on the menu
Got a hand in everything, don't know what I can do?
One touch will get your fingers sent back to who sent you, uh
I'm the whooping that you don't want, when it comes to the keys, I'm Mozart
I'm crack, nigga, every time I slides for the money: when it come to it, I go bogart
You niggas got no heart, let a four spark from a go-kart
'Cause it ain't nothing to pull up on you then- skrrt! (Skrrt, skrrt)
I'll tell you again, I don't care to be none of your friends, I make ends meet, making you meet your ends (Ayy)
I'll beat you then remix and beat you again (Ayy), my paper don't do it, so I want a Benz (Ayy)
You niggas the same, Ryu's and Kens (Ayy), shit getting tense? Six get intense (Ayy)
I'll let the thing fire, then listen to Brent (Ayy), don't pay attention to the money I've spent (Ayy)
All in your mind, ain't paying no rent (Ayy), I be killing these niggas, don't ever forget (Ayy)
In the greatest of drip, everything getting wet (Ayy), shit get foul with the TEC
I'm the man, my nigga, this shit I reign upon, get checked the forecast, you get rained upon
Till I get sent to the great beyond and the pain is gone

[Verse 10: Crypt]
I noticed some funny shit going for this competition, man, it made me laugh (Hahaha!)
People said that I'm too famous to enter it and I'm just chasing the bag, that's cap!
'Cause before this shit, I was nothing but a reactor (Huh?), people laughing at me cause I called myself a rapper (What?)
But the second I'm a competitor, everybody sweating me, suddenly I'm too famous, I should back up (Oh, wow)
"You should pay for the feature!" (What?) They think that I make enough money to 'cause my name has the reach to (What?)
Attract some people (What?), but y'all don't know that I work two jobs just to fucking eat, so (What?)
Back off! (Bitch) You don't know me, dog, my humble beginnings should humble you all (Yeah)
I won this competition, but I know that everybody killed it, so I brought them along
We all eating, I spread the love, 'cause we all dreaming, what it's like to buzz
I always wanna help, if this was someone else in my position, they wouldn't give a fuck
They say that I'm known, but y'all don't know me (No)
'Cause my own true fanbase knows that I put others before me
How dare you try to shit on me like I didn't deserve this shit?
I started from where you did, don't discredit all my work I did
I grinded an eternity, earned it when I learned to spit
And I'm still working every day just so they know the name 'Crypt'
I know what it's like to struggle and not have a hand
That's why I reach out every single chance that I can
So everybody on this track, know I got you until the end
Through this challenge, y'all made me a permanent fan

[Chorus: Samad Savage]
As I lay me down to sleep (Ooh-ooh)
I pray to the Lord above (Ooh-ooh)
That everyone who ever doubted me (Ooh-ooh)
Is gonna see what I've become (Ooh-ooh)