TMC CYPHER 3

[Intro: J.C The Rapper & Lil Kori Da Finne$$e Kidd]
Uh, hi there (Hey, hey)
My name's J.C the Rapper (Hey, hey)
People should understand that now (Yep, they do)
Uh what's up
What's up, nigga? Ah, shit
This is my verse
We're TMC, by the way (Yeah, we're uh)
Uh we're The Meme Rap Community
That's what it stands for
We're just a bunch of elegant nibbas
Or Elegant n-words, racism and shit
We’re a mix of races & genders who just like to make funny shit to make you laugh
A, B, C
(Sorry boys, J.C took my virginity)

[Verse 1: J.C The Rapper]
Bitch, we been- Bitch, we been poppin' just like a mazel tov
Everybody wanna see what the hell I got
Ok my nigga don't be fuckin' shocked
When I run up in your house and take off my socks
Yes that's how I sleep nigga don't judge me
Your hoe on my time and she's lookin' ugly
Shoot shots at me nigga but those are just airballs
Coughin up lines like a mofuckin hairball
Haha, get it? 'Cause I love cats
Not talkin' the movie, I'm talkin' the animals
[?] because I thought she flexible
Sent the bitch up like a muhfuckin' darimo
She eat the dick and the balls and the testicles
Reid does the same thing I make and go flex, hoe
Ay, yuh, huh, yuh
I'm playin' chess while these niggas play checkers
I pack opinions and [?]
Niggas act like they ain't fuckin' with me
Most of my bars are round Glock and my pole
He fuck with women, I pull out a pole
Losers thinkin' Morris while he talkin' cold
I don't get a drip 'til a nigga get sold
[?] fuckin' a whole damn verse, so?
Time to go back to the studio (Curse you, Kori the finesse kid!)

[Verse 2: Lil Kori Da Finne$$e Kidd]
Meme rap and mi mi mi, that be the click
Fill up with gang, I don't give a shit
SGG, I'm flexin' 'n shit
Yo' bitch on my dick and she eat like a pig
Fucked a bitch named Wendy on a air mattress
I feel like Lil Weenie, got kids in my attic
I ain't talkin' TV, but don't want the static
She got a fat ass, so you know I'ma tag it
I'm flaggin', I'm flaggin', you nigga be lackin'
I'm in it for slit and my niggas take action
You think that you better, lil nigga stop cappin'
And we got advance, so don't hop on the wagon
Feel like I'm naked, the drip from my walk
I got yo' bitch on my muhfuckin' cock
Thirty round clip fits the side of my Glock
Niggas is mad that I'm shit that they're not (Ay)
PBS shit, between the lines
Young lil nigga, I'm feelin' like Zion
Fuck Jesse so good that that bitch started cryin'
Talk down on my nigga, you might end up dyin' (Aaaayyy)
Yo' bitch died of ligma (The fuck's ligma?), ligma balls
I beat her back up, now she got no fuckin' walls
I know a nigga named Landon (Ay)
Landon this dick in yo' muhfuckin' mouth (No homo!)
Yeah, I'm fire, and I'm from the South
Yo' bitch comin' over, I blow her back out
Yo' crew where we left, I ain't talkin' no route
These niggas is bitches, they just cry and pout
I'm washin' these niggas, ain't talkin' a drought
Wish you was lost, now you was found
I got a Glock, it hold thirty-three rounds
Let me pass it to Couron while I eat Misty out

[Verse 3: Xoxocouron]
Told everyone that I was a beast, they were all full of denial
Hop in that SRT, I had to pull up in style, uh
Flippin' the bird at all of my teachers (Fuck you)
Flippin' the bird at all of my classmates (Fuck you)
Diamonds on me and they cascade (Yuh)
I pull out them bands, they thought it was tax day (What?)
I see you lookin', I see you envy
That I'm rich and you still workin' at Denny's (Loser)
I saw yo' bitch with them jiggly titties (Ooh)
My dick go all the way up like Fat Joe and Lenny (Ooh)
I got a master plan
You got your friends, but I got a mass of fans (Woo)
Look at the way my money be stretchin' (Yuh)
Mr. Fantastic of plastic man
She got a ass like a African
I might just fuck on the first date
She gon' be callin' me her bae
My papa been fucked at her workplace
Ma-ma-man, fuck all these hoes, and fuck a commitment
I nutted early, but she wasn't finished
That's what you get when your dick is two inches
Old money, bitch you look like Newt Gingrich
Yeah, I'm a trucker, you fat bitch (Honk honk)
And I got some beer (Yeah, real truckin' shit)
Ooh, I heard you a opp
Damn, it's gettin' hot in here
I just got a big bag of chips
I guess I'm a fag, I sit down and piss
I'm immature 'till the day I crow (Will that change?)
Sorry, I'm afraid it won't

[Interlude 1: Xoxocouron]
Told shorty she must be a PS4
The way only broke boys turn her on, haha
Shoutout that nigga Shirtless Gatorade
Smeat gang, TMC shit
Just got my AIDS results
(Yung Spinach, I love you) (You're positive)

[Verse 4: Yung Spinach Cumshot & Oshaedy]
My dick is the size of a Cheeto (Cheeto)
Your bitch eats it like a Dorito (Dorito)
I'm pulling up in a tuxedo (Tuxedo)
And she sucks me like a mosquito (Mosquito)
Bitch, I eat ass every day (Every day)
Some of my friends say I'm gay (I'm not)
Like what the fuck? Bitch, no way (Bruh)
'Cause look, I'm fucking your bae (Your bae)
I nut fast 'cause I'm in bad shape
My left ball looks like a grape
I have a fucking Minecraft cape
When I'm bored, I look at apes
It's a great day to be alive
My bitch just turned five
A Lambo is what I drive
Fucked your mom thirty-seven times
Bruh moment, knock knock
Who's there? It's my cock
Pulled up in green socks
My dick is harder than bedrock
My wrist is full of ice
My flow is full of spice
My cum is white like rice (Ay bro, somebody cut this nigga off, I'm hot)
Bitch, I'm living in paradise (On God)

[Verse 5: Oshaedy]
Who put this lame-ass nigga on the cypher?
I'm in the trap with a stick, Michael Myers
I'm in the cut and I'm tryna get higher
If you talkin' down, put his ass on a flyer
I ain't even talkin' 'bout Sega when I tell these niggas that I am not playin' no games
I did this shit just to show off
Most of these niggas on here, yeah they really be lame
I tell them boys I'ma go off
I do not care if these niggas do not do the same
Got my boy Xonthebeat
If you talkin' on Kori, we fryin' you like a plantain
Walked in this bitch with a whole lotta sticks
Way that I walk, I play for the Nicks
These niggas lame and they be on my dick
Just like a baby, gon' let that bitch hit

[Verse 6: Lil Slushie]
These niggas is pussy and blocked on my dick
I steal with my buddha, we got hella sticks
In the field with four sticks like I got two controllers
She fuck with dick and yes, she do what she want
I don't have to control her
She not my bitch, do not ask stupid questions
We gon' spin on the five and turn niggas to has been
Fuck it, I'm open his chest like it's Fortnite
She sneak out to fuck when it's nighttime
Put em on NBC since you wanted the spotlight
We only gangbangin' because of pandemic
Two stroke on balam but she squally, I left it
We seen an M and we left him
Hol' on, I'm breachin' this bitch, feel like beer
Big chop and it singin' like Sear
Big chop and it sing like a lear
I told niggas suck dick 'cause these niggas is bitches
He mad at the world 'cause they fuckin' his bitches
Stab jackin', eat four, eat the shit for your mans's (Die)
And you cannot put shit on your desk 'cause you lie
[?] twenty because two got chopped after
You got beef niggas fooled to get put on a platter
Run them up bump, break them up and get shattered
When I fuck her, that's cool, she can't stay
She wanna fuck, had to tell her I'm gay
And these niggas tough talkin' breach, but don't get paid
If the DT50 and get spotted, be sprayed (Dummy)

[Verse 7: ZeroxyDeckx]
Dummy, she takin' that dick like a boss
And she call me Chevy 'cause I got the sauce
And you cannot rap and I call that a loss
Get off you PC, go touch some moss
I take your bitch and we watchin' some anime
I be like Naruto, she be Hinata
I hit a Jew, so I got my clone
We gettin' busy, don't call her phone
You got a PS5, we're the console
It didn't make it because it was stolen
I play the role in the heist, we leaving
I be the driver, look at us rolling (Yea-yeah)
Dodging the bullets like Matrix, yuh (Yuh)
Dodging the bullocks like Cuphead, go (Yuh)
We're all the shit that you just said, yuh
I dish you up and you just flinched
You lookin' goofy, bitch, go hit a mickey
And get off my dick, do you want it? It would be
And you don't know shit, like what are you smoking?
Puff it, shit must be good, shit must be bussin'

[Interlude 2: ZeroxyDeckx]
Ay, I don't really give a fuck
I got shit to do
Fuck out my face, punk-ass
Like, who the hell are you?

[Verse 8: Lil Kori Da Finne$$e Kidd]
Who the fuck are you? Bitch, I don't even know you
Back on the track with a bitch thick like Mewtwo
Ju-just wait until we post this shit to YouTube
Got me a Nerf gun and that shit go pew-pew, swag

[Outro: Lil Kori Da Finne$$e Kidd]
It's done
It's finally fucking done
I just wanna give a shoutout, a huge shoutout to everybody that made this song possible
Zero, Yung Spinach, uhh, Xo, J.C
Y'all are awesome, swaggy-ass muhfuckas
Uh, the reception to this cypher
That will be, that will determine if I do another one of these, but until then
Goodbye