Cypher

[Intro: Nalyd Ecitsuj] Here we are it's another day at school and yeah my name is Dylan Justice But you may know me as Nalyd Ecitsuj It's kinda weird it is just my name flipped backwards there really is no deep meaningful meaning behind it And hear I am walking in the dreaded halls of Magna Vista High School Fun fact the least favorite high school I have attended It's weird because I do have friends here but the friends I do have are the kinda friends that you are only cool and laugh around and joke aroundwith for ninety minutes and as soon as those ninety minutes are up you're pretty much nobody's again And then there is Brittany We have this relationship where we know we kinda liked each other at one point in time But, now were just silent about it It's kinda been on and off like that for about two years But we've always been best friends There is Roy behind us I am sure he is idolly listening in trying to figure out if we are talking about him or not Even though in reality we're probably not I'm just this loner guy that no one knows is a rapper I'm sure if they actually knew I was a rapper they would treat with a little more respect and I wouldn't just be the "gay guy" walking around And oh yeah there is Tyrico he probably has no idea that I opened my newest mixtape with one of "his" tracks This one with Carver to the Knob references You'd think if you had something tattooed on your hand you would give a shit if somebody wrote a song involving it I don't know but hey there goes Debbie in her cart She goes really fast I don't know I'm just another dude making raps I know i am not going to make it It's pretty much a joke at this point I mean five mixtapes and no one even knows my name yet Yeah it's for fun now...can't wait til' lunch time [Verse 1] Welcome to the Knob, I'd like to introduce myself it's Nalyd Ecitsuj Remember the name, because it's going to slowly eat at you like cancer Alright Carver to the Knob We tired of the mindless banter Endless questions and missing answers I'm so nuts when i'm pissing I spew cashew planters Not a human being, Are we rappers or are we dancers Just ask Lanza, Alternative post apocalyptic Nozzilin' my chloroseptic, yet still got some left in the tank Talkin' bout the shit in the septic Lyrical propane to Hank I turn skeptics to epileptics they squirm and they twitch I hate kids, just the sight of them make my sperm itch Finna burn you to a crisp as you crumble into a pit Don't rebuttle you better shut up and sit because tonite you sleep with the worms in the ditch You little snitch, I'm presidential of this shit and I ain't even reached a 2nd term in this bitch I ain't rich but I never glitch, Used to be hated by abercrombie and fitch but now they care all of the sudden, things switched Pre-mediated niche when I fix this with a pen and needle when I double stitch Like it's a balla' yarn, When I drop the bomb it blows up and you got fooled by the supposited flase alarms Going H.A.M. for all ya'll piglets on the farm Royal snitch, Killing this chick with my infamous satan dick Shove her in a drainage ditch, you'd be surprised it was quick in a cinch No dirty work without a stench Chasing dreams I need a pinch Wake me up, came up rough from the cunt The day I was born the world pulled a stunt Mother Earth regrets that day they made me use Earth as a ball to punt Stuck on the roof, still camping outside Mikey Bowman's booth Sweet n' Salty I'm on my Babe Ruth fightin' for eevry nail and tooth Kanye West Virginia plus Nalyd Is God, it's gospel I'll repent ya Yeah,yeah,yeah okay Lily may have found the mountain of youth Luckily for you I ain't found a mountain to use What Lily? Which one? The spic from school or the announcer silly willy I play all these hoes like it's april fools Trampoline bouncer when I pull down my trousers and try to pronounce the emcee pouncer Marcus Cor Von beat, Best in the World get the concept, get a grip hold on Here I go you better keep an eye on if you know what's going on Nalyds ball-z i'm going super saiyan Not radio flyer ready you just fell off the wagon You better crawl back on C'mon you are fuckin' with raps Gengis Khan Mongolian chomper with the Napolean whomper Broke as fuck no dollar bills just a lint and a coin of copper How many drops of eyedropper can you fit on Honest Abe Walkin' in unseen yet leaving with the goddess babe A goregous dame just told me I ain't no thang I ain't finna argue but why do they call it boo They call it boo cause it is intended to scare you Neglected nothing changed The day I don't take the blame is the same day I change my name back to Shane Rap is what I came to claim Rigorous as a chess game It's a shame you clowns don't get the full picture, So yeah dude here's the frame The visual, isn't it invincible But god damn I seem invisible To the other cliques it's miserable Fo shizzle my nizzle What I ain't black enough Super Wario tough surprising enough can Super Mario eat shrooms and jump to get bigger and stuff from a mushroom puff I can transform ya like Shia Lebeouf Ima snap a rotator cuff and break a neck before I take a sip of Homer's duff I was born outta mistake hm guess that was enough Can't say how I truly feel behind this duct tape over the scruff Never took an L but I ain't scratched the surface Free admission to my freak show circus Still indy but what is the purpose Walkin' up to Kate Upton's husband with a hall pass and Nyquil So I can fall asleep on that ass and cop'a feel Licenced to ill, In the backseat spitting in this faggots kids meal Bringing down the house on that wicked wench Step back my Honda's hatchbook and quick scope I shot you in the foot and you just hit the dirt bitch There goes your new cocktail dress and your dress shirt bitch Now it's 1st down against the knob and you just can't convert bitch I'm startin' to think the word bitch is losing prestige I feel a breeze and now my shirt is stained from the blood on the leaves From the knob to Tennessee i'm adjusting to ease Myself into an illuminati isosceles The formation of the beast is on the right side of my H-E-A-D Rhymes so cold I give myself a brain freeze Does your head still hurt, Tito Ortiz Cross the seven seas with an angry amputee Got directions? Google myself no longer sleeping catching Z's Woke up naked next to a milf named Foxie in the Florida Keys Crept out of bed with her fluffy wrapped around me 360 degrees Pussy had me left with the Parkinson's disease Micheal J. Foxworthy with the mullet Rapere, Harley Goins is in the kitchen cuttin' chicken cullets Still room on the oage but my pencils dull it So I poke it around my gullet or mandible Used to rock socks with sandals and crush on girls in lunch eating danimals Between were lectures from Hanible Understandable yet I felt like a cannible with a cup of campbells soup on the go I'm a busy man If you couldn't do it I gurantee Nalyd could, suplex you on this pallete of wood This little rapper that could is good I'm underdoggin' it, The UGC toad is dead but I'm still froggin' it Bloody stool of which I'm cloggin' it This flow is trill there is hair of dog in it Tobaggan mask vile and ambitious I'm also awesome a judas, judicious Somewhat delcious and blidn to superstitious Aye even Stevie Cline might find this facticious Sorry brah but in comparison I'm being blunt (don't hit this) It's not my fault you are so fictious to my traits that are too vichious and obviously way too malicious As for you, yeah kinda repatitious I'm so fuckign effortless man this vibe is nutritious So good, calorie concern I'm gonna go get to the aerobics Let me google search what rhymes with it, kinda sad I don't know it But I got the magic stick hocus pocus Lay off the green that's why your flow is so fuckin' outta focus But it's prey to predator and you know this In this scenario I'm the wasp and your just the locust Ha, another one bites the dust Another opponent left to rust Left to die You're asking GOD why but he ain't got nothing to do with it it's our feud And I won't quit to act a fool until I'm on the news or on the tube Fucking it but where's the lube You need to move rock ya hips Ratchet lips with A-cup tits and a booty to spare Shock pick me ain't nobody this raw on the beat that is this rare Is it fair that I'm the definition of unintentional debonair Fuck it where is my snare Chubby little bag ass but the skill is there The ombience consumes the air over Carver cemetary Obituary it's literally scary cause they spit legitimately rarely Maybe i'm the wannabe wantin' to be Eminem and Pusha T Damn right I'm the whack emcee Gettin' a little too fast they trying to murder me but they just ain't hurtin' me See, Welcome to the cypher Hot Rods on their Scotty Piper Canandian slut in the music video, I might wife her In too deep yeah, Mekhi Phifer This is the life a' this is the life of the kid Yeah, this the life I live Life for me, Ya'll disrespectin you need to learn some courtesy Your jaw is dropping, It's dropping certainly I say this shit with certainty and it just occured to me that every word I say hits you liek an uppercut but verbally I disected the ABCs to find N-A-L-Y-D E-C-I-T-S-U-J Now this is where I stay hashtag CTDK