In K.i.D. cypher round 8, R Productions delivers the beats once again. Jumping in on this track are Ben Jamz, Lil Crazed, Ace, Dee, Phlip, Eazy, and special guest Alyssa Marie. Tight flows across the board. Alyssa Marie burning up the mic. You can download it FREE here. Also check out K.i.D Cypher – Round 3 , K.i.D Cypher – Round 4, K.i.D Cypher – Round 5, and K.i.D Cypher – Round 6
K.i.D Cypher – Round 8 (contains profanity)
Lyrics to K.i.D Cypher – Round 8
mannnnn this beat is gettin dismenated
boy these rappers losin joints body parts is seperated
like a fuckin lesy these pussies i met i done i ate it
instrumentals hide out from me wen im on it known ta slay it
uh huh get cha pen & paper jot these notes
lettermen jacket round my verses so u jock these flows
still they searchin for the cons they forgot the pros
so i give a fuck about the critics treat u like these hoes
uh & u better pay attention preachin to the choir & i run this mic
like the reverand best believe i sneeze on the beat tryna get a blessin
if u cant stand the heat get the fuck up out my ketchen hell yea
im in booth bakin songs with santan
but my words heaven sent, out this world, jus spacin…
tell these old ass rappers take a vacation
like a good doctor to my fans im never outta patients
I’m on it like Sonic I’m dropping bomb shit in the rings man,
A new saga and genesis but still known as the king man,
I hold it down for Sota, on my shoulder that’s a fact boy,
On the track, I pop like Coke-a-Cola, that’s crack boy,
I don’t need the doe to show that this a piece of cake,
I got more lines up in my mind than Twilight’s release date,
I’m that on, fighting haters more than Capcom
The way I’m grinding all the time, you’d think I shop at Pacsun
I spit it nice, smooth like kids slippin on ice,
I don’t need a SINGLE to make the world wanna hear n listen twice
I grip the mic, formulate it to fatality,
Turn my dream into ya nightmare now its just reality
Took crown and throne on my own, now known, and see i have been honored since,
The only catch up (ketchup) haters gon’ see is a form of condiments
when I hit that door, and I spit that flow,
still make them hits that glow,
So all the girls clothes just hit the flow,
Gimme X and O like tic tac toe
From the land of 10,000 lakes,
Yea imma Viking.
Im paint yall a picture,
Visuals are striking.
I see the hate,
But all yall jus typing.
Everybody bangs our shit,
Skip yours like its by-week.
You say your on our level,
talk is cheap, I dunt buy it.
On that Toyota tip,
couldn’t stop us if you tried it.
Movin fast, but we got traction.
What can I say its in our genes (jeans)
Them other doods is slaccin.
Call it a fetish.
I love getting paid.
No KG you will never see me fade away.
Picaso of the game,
I go hard in the paint.
Im far from them lames,
Grab a ruler,
Get it straight.
im a menace to society,
But this aint a movie,
Aint nobody smoking ace.
Done w/ the beef brother,
I already ate.
Focused on droppin that heat brother,
they can try but no one taking the thrown I hold when I show the nation
hope and motivation to grow, when I know they so impatient
waiting for the moment they promised, it’s so ironic
I’m dropping knowledge in lyrics but flow is stupid, they show ‘platonic’
love, ‘no fuckin’, they got a ‘buzz’? so what
cuz my flow is Raid, I show up and unload and spray, I dont trust em
I know they fake, I been so calm, no longer will I let it go on
prolonging the fact, but I hold on, when I got no rights left, and its so wrong
get it? better go long this shit is over your head now
so was that though, it’s only a let down
yall thinking it’s ok but I KO these hoes, and there wont be a next round
said vows to the game, cliche but it’s okay, we play no games
aint no time for the he say she say, in a weak lane hes ‘C grade cocaine’
but I’m ‘pure dope’.. lame? oh well
everyone know my name in it so well
and the mini me’s think I’m really gonna ‘pay for their mini bars’ like I stay in a hotel
maybe I dont sell millions now but I say my piece in it
get down with the K.I.D’s and it’s c’est la vie in this, and hold ground til the day I’m deep in it
Mic checka like ups with my deliverance
I’m Bat man and u robin you wac rappers just my nemesis
You haters hate but u know that u be feelin thins
Its k.I.D I rep my team and eazy just be killin shit
I’m fizz up but no soda is in my cup
I’m pass 21 shots so playas don’t press yo luck
You lolipop lil niggas you know u suck
Now the beast is the cage thing its time you give it up up
Flow so sicka I’m givin you my production
Punchlines give concussions
I’m banggin like the procusion
call me action easy baby cuz u know that I be stutin
K.I.D it be the team and this rappin thang is nothing
Gave birth to the game, you just a bastered
I’m all madden wats happen I got it mastered
music toxic its poppin it get chu plastered
I gave you niggas the rock its time I think u niggas passed it ~ eazy