[Intro: Jay Alexander] Welcome to the fourth Rappad Artist Cypher Once again, I'm your host, Jay Alexander And today, I bring you seven of Rappad's finest I hope you all enjoy, be sure to check them out [Verse 1: Big Re$$] I spit so nice Cold like ice Sticking to this like lice Flavor in your ear I’m getting you to cheer Hold up right quick Hold my beer This the old hustle and bustle I always needed muscle Me without rap is like a beat without drums Believe me, I been down in the dumps Harder than the rock that niggas buying Barely even trying Rapping about what has no coverage in hip-hop And I probably won’t stop Getting up and standing up 'Cause it’s my right Down a shade in the light Been discriminated against Gotta shoot 'em like a pest My dad’s a piece of shit I hate living with him "Wait, that’s proof I ain’t grim" What proof you talkin 'bout? That shit don’t count As a rapper paramount Throwback jams So many cams They trying to tear us down Fucking with Tiller on that one But that won’t pull me down Fuck y’all morally upstanding bitches You never met this type of fun I’m slowly getting famous No doubt I got to this [Verse 2: Tyler Baker] Look at you My beautiful little blue bird You first, I'm soaring in your world Above the clouds like a heavenly sound with a twirl This is freedom, the cure, the needed slow draw The beat that's so pure, like sand in your mind's feet And moreover, the sun peaked over and said "Hi, little Rover, what a nice day, no longer colder" Reclined in a sofa, stuffed mouth like a gopher Here on Rappad we stand for a lot Free lyrics, free spirits, rapping like we spat from hysterics If we go insane I've got the right mind to ensure no other beat remains This straight fire tore through tracks like your little mind wires Give us the time to say your rhymes When you hop out the back of your hack shed Pack and reset your mindset I wanna build your new rhyme set To remind there was a time We spat our timed tongue to deliver These instructions you should consider [Verse 3: RIOT] I will piss in your casket, you bitches is savage, snitches be ravaged Leave you in stitches and enactments of casts on hospital brackets Why was Grimmmz always on that Dax shit? Always little whack kids A verse killer, worse than your first bender, stick sausage in her blender A word pillar, worst in the Cypher, I inject and I burst in 'em, Dethrone Carnage, like a cursed Venom But I'd rather be alien, then birthed with 'em. New-Age Martha Stewart, one part will do it, High-Res like I'm bout to Scru it You ain't 'bout to do shit, a nuisance, for who's bitch, I don't give two shits Couple seconds left, I'll double check the test, no trouble in invests Dr. RIOT, no trouble to inspect, yeah, RIOT Thanks for this, man [Verse 4: Slacks] I am the soup in the pan that jumped into the fire I make moves like a dance, a performance with a will to inspire I desire no choir to preach to, that shall not redeem you So hold on and be true, like who could defeat you? These zealots? A re-do? I think not, they think too Much, and give not enough, and I’m kind of rough Can we handle the clutch that drives our reality? Slacks never in the back, or the passenger, come after me I’m speaking rather tacitly, of course, this isn’t flattery I got the juice, but y’all too obtuse Everywhere blam-blam, we don’t even care Everywhere derriere, wave your fannies in the air Wave your panties in the air, wave your grannies in the air Now hold up, that ain’t fair, but are you willing to compare? Probably not, I play with your mind like I play with the flow Like I play with your soul, like I’m playing with the time That is seated on my watch Just you watch and you wait Slacks gonna always be a real one [Verse 5: Daril] I’m 'bout my money, no fussing I just be rappin' and hustlin' Don’t need no strap, ain’t no bustin' But I bet my strap keep her blushing And we can scrap, get to tussling Think you should proceed with caution Just might put you in a coffin I’ll do my dance, get to flossing Bust a mission, I’m mobbing Rocking vape, I’m not bumming She be like "damn, you so stunning" I feel like Stone Cold Steve Austin I can run laps with these lyrics It’s in my soul, in my spirit So when you listen you hear it Think I’m a god like I’m Beerus Rap god like I’m Em Rap hard like I’m Kendrick Rap soul like I’m Cole Spit bars like I’m Hov' Its from my heart, ain't no ghost Sometimes I brag and I boast But when you hear it, you know I deserve to be here So take your shit and get lost [Verse 6: Pagliacci] Pagliacci, drop hot bars, no copies Never spit it sloppy, mazel tov, on top of beats Bloody up the track, you can call me Rocky Dropping bombs on these fools, like it’s Nagasaki This an autopsy, of a rapper that got cocky Derelict flow, like downtown Milwaukee I served up a verse with some teriyaki Along with wasabi, and a side of broccoli Word to the Rappad clan, got the gas can 'Bout to burn down the scene, cause it’s a trash can What happened to rap? It’s easy to see, in fact Corrupted by the money, the labels, and all of that Let's bring it back, uncover the artifacts Spit from the heart, like our life depends on these tracks Where it starts, deep in the underground I got love for everybody here, that’s throwing it down Just fucking around, loving the sound, and it’s alright So peace, man, skipping town, I gotta catch my flight [Verse 7: NEXT_APOLLO] Believe me when they say I'm gonna be the king Come up to the throne to kiss my ring 'Bout to follow up these Mongols like I'm Ming If you didn't understand that, go back to history As it will repeats itself through every century It interests me to see how many come up to the throne Thinking that they're in their zone Get distracted by bullshit and destroyed by a drone A result that many, I have come to known Happening so many times, you can say they're clones Believe me, you are not alone I've been improving flow, never had an ego Didn't stick with the trends, in this rap I make amends These words I bend, into a shelter like a den Reside in for the rest of my life Make good for myself, I can never suffice Yeah, hard work #TAC #IM