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11 styles of rap - crypt (rap) lyrics

[verse 1: the metal rapper]
any time of day, i’ll punch my fist right through your face
make you bleed enough to make you think you’ll pass away
i’m not like the rest
yeah, my life’s a mess
so think twice before you try to see what’s inside my head
any time of day, i’ll punch my fist right through your face
make you bleed enough to make you think you’ll pass away
i’m not like the rest
yeah, my life’s a mess (fe, fi, fo, fum)
so think twice before you try to see what’s inside my head
badass motherf*cker comin’ straight up from the underground
baggin’ bodies is a hobby, that’s why i’m always underground
they won’t make another sound
oh, here comes another ‘round
time to make some room inside this tomb, come get covered now
badass motherf*cker, you know i am
breaking necks and f*ckin’ up the program
f*ck your rules, i obey no mans
raging like a bull

[verse 2: the midwest metal chopper]
everybody wanna be the little motherf*cker coming at me
but i’m better than half of the pack
‘cause i write my raps on the back of a napkin
that’s lathered in splatters of blood from their ass
i don’t really wanna be the man that you hate
you don’t really wanna be the man in my way
from the middle*west, i hit ‘em and i get up in they face
motherf*cker, we can battle any time and any place

[bridge: the over*emotional]
my whole entire life can go out like a flame
one last wish and i will blow it away
but before i go, i’ve got one thing to say
i won’t miss you at all
my whole entire life can go out like a flame
one last wish and i will blow it away
but before i go, i’ve got one thing to say
i won’t miss you at all

[verse 3: the over*emotional]
life is depressive
sometimes i struggle just to find a message
what’s the purpose of me being here?
who knows?
one day i hope to, once i leave this globe
but do i do it on my own time?
or wait around until it surprises me
like i’m diggin’ and i find a gold mine
should i die and take my own life?
or should i wait around like the rest of you?
that feels like a slow ride

[chorus 1: the chorus repeater, the aggressive dog barker]
who is the man? (uh)
who is the man?
who is the man?
i am
who is the man? (uh)
who is the man?
who is the man?
i am
who is the man? (uh)
who is the man?
who is the man?
i am
who is the man? (uh)
who is the man?
who is the man?
i am
*bark* *bark* *bark* *bark* *bark* *bark*
b*tch, i’m the man
*bark* *bark* *bark* *bark* *bark* *bark*
b*tch, i’m the man
who is the man? (uh)
who is the man?
who is the man?
i am
who is the man? (ahh)
who is the man?
who is the man?
i am

[verse 4: the gun bar guy]
b*tch, i’ll pull up to your block with a 9 mil’ in each hand (boom!)
with a .243 and a .22 tucked beneath my waist band (yeah, yeah, yeah)
with a .50 cal’ on my left shoulder (boom)
and a .45 on the right one (bow!)
aim a 12 gauge at your ugly face
if you can’t tell by now, i like guns

[verse 5: the country rapper]
sitting on the back porch, chewing on a haystack
thinking ‘bout the ways that i’ma give my baby payback
lord knows that she’s good, and, shoot, i know it too
so i think i’ll take her on a trip and i know just what to do
because she’s sweeter than a honeysuckle, prettier than flowers
she likes to be in the water every second of every hour
so i go up to her room, and i tell her, “babe, let’s take a trip”
gonna take you to the place where we took our first dip

[chorus 2: the country rapper]
it don’t matter the time of day
if you call me, i’ll be on my way
it’s the only place in the world
where time seems to just stand still
it’s where i first kissed sally under the moonlight
where i first found god and got baptized
where i caught my first largemouth
and i shouted so loud that the neighbors come out and they said:
“let’s go down to the waterhole” (waterhole)
“gonna rid my sins and cleanse my soul” (cleanse my soul)
“bring your friends and bring your poles” (bring your poles)
“gonna swim ‘til we can’t swim no mo’” (can’t swim no mo’)

[interlude: …]
*guitars*
(i)

[verse 6: the unexpected switch up]
heard an old, old story
how a savior came from glory
how he gave his life on cavalry
to save a wretch like me
i heard about his groaning
of his precious blood’s atoning
then i repented of my sins and won my victory
oh, victory in jesus, my savior forever
he sought me and bought me
with his redeeming blood
he loved me ‘ere i knew him
and all my love is due him
he plunged me to victory
beneath the cleansing flood

[verse 7: the guy that rhymes the whole verse]
rap is my addiction, not just the life that i’m livin’
i’m chasin’ paper like i should instead of chasin’ women
‘cause chasin’ women leads to a*straying my intuition
of getting paid, i’m sticking straight to my initial vision
the kid is gifted, spitting freestyles, f*ck all the writtens
i’m quick*witted, walked the green mile with no sentence
no repentance, i won’t regret my own decisions
if i did it once, i’ll do it twice, more momentous
i’m independent, so that means the sh*t in my pen is
mine and no*one else’s, b*tch, that sh*t came from within this
rollin’ in this— money, and it’s so tremendous
watch me count this cash, i don’t know how i‘ll spend this

[break: the build up beat pause]
hand going back and forth like i’m playing tennis
moving money from one pile to another while i’m grinning
when i finish, i look back and sh*t, that pile has replenished
‘cause i’m making money quicker than i can count, it don’t diminish

[verse 8: the guy that rhymes the whole verse]
crypt is vicious
god as my witness, i will win this
i’m battling myself like an inner squad scrimmage
my only competition is my own reflective image
stick a pen up in my rib until i slit my own appendix
and i rip it out to see if there is more at my own ending
but it’s full of blank pages, not a single f*ckin’ remnant
of the man i wanna be, it’s like pulling t**th at the dentist
once i find the root of the issue, i’ll keep on diggin’

[verse 9: the storyteller that always has a twist]
it’s sunday morning, i wake up for the paper
i got a family to feed, they need to see what i’m made of
all this time on the streets, yet we still struggle to eat
sometimes i end up sleepin’ in ‘em just to make ends meet
looking over my shoulder every step of the way
never knowing which breath will be the last that i take
i swear they think that everybody like me is a piece of sh*t
like what kind of logic is that? it don’t make sense
whatever happened to judging a man by his own actions
instead of assumin’ that he’s like the others he’s matching?
it’s a catastrophe waiting to happen with prejudice minds
take a second to try to understand what my life is like
every day, i live in fear that someone like them will shoot
that i’ll get blasted in my head and i’ll end up on the news
and people will use me as a p*wn in their propaganda positions
some will say i had it coming, some will say that i didn’t
but either way, all it does is create more division
i’ll get a hashtag, but only half of them will listen
a couple weeks will go buy, and i’ll just be a statistic
another man gunned down by the opposition
but they say that i’m trippin’ when i pull my gun to protect
too many times i’ve seen them lay my brothers to rest
and i’ll be d*mned if i let my family get dragged in this mess
and see me lying in the streets, blood gushing from my chest
so everytime i’m in the streets, i got it on my mind
that every time i see them, they just wanna see me die
so the piece is on my side, i’m keeping the peace tonight
i don’t want no*one to die but i ain’t losing my life
and i don’t know what to do but i won’t end up slain
due to the fact that we had a couple bad eggs laid
‘cause the actions of a few, they treat us all the same
blue versus black, but who of us is to blame?

[outro: the storyteller that always has a twist]
i know i don’t wanna die
protect me in these streets
as i lay me down to sleep at night
lord, i pray that my soul you keep (soul you keep)
and i know i don’t wanna die
but i don’t know what else to do
and i pray that my enemy can see me
from a different point of view (point of view)

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