Pro Era - Last Cypher lyrics
[Pro Era - Last Cypher lyrics]
Yo yo yo yo pros
Y'all try'na cypher right quick
What up bruh bruh bruh?
I said, who wanna cypher in the room
Tonight? grab the mic
Everything is gonna be alright i said
Who wanna cypher in the room
Tonight? grab the mic
Everything is gonna be alright
Said we were just a bunch of kids
Like the Brady Bunch style so miscellanous
Cats taking speed ain't in a lane with us
Favorite line of quotes
Coats you can hang em up
You straight whats up
I don't know I wrote this statement cuz
It was stating just
How homie he was fakin tough
So I gave him lumps, beat him up
Broke his jaw he claimed he got jumped
Got on an orange suit it hurt
To see my mans in cuffs
It goes to show how these
Brooklyn streets were dangerous
Niggas ain't playin' son
Come round here shining it's the timing
When things get violent, eyelids violet
Whenever they violate
That's why my style been to be silent
Unless they want the shaolin
I came into this game and ate with
No one to make my plate said my grace
Figured that they must not know what art is
Cause we just starvin' artists who
Become someone they all test
To them I'm just a target but
I'm solid just like tar get, uh
I'm doing wonderfully you make these
Bitches want to flea
I be flippin' the bird to the public
I'm holding grudges
I'm always angry, and I dunno who to blame
So I blame the government, you gotta love it
Another youngin' that sufferin' I told
Him to fuck the world
And made somethin' from nothing
Come and see how he come in
The game like an intrusion
Who's him DeShay supply the
Beats so I bruise'em, oozin
I'm losin' my self control
You niggas is lightweight
We times ten to four, and we bend the rules
They act like they don't know
Who the Pro Era crew is? Who Diamond Lou is
Coming for they flesh we leave
Them left like nudist
And if you new to this you'd
See I show you the ropes
I'll be your PE coach
You know you see this smoke
How you think I'm smashing records
Like the CD broke, see Dee
In the back of the stu catching
A view of the environment
I over analyze shit entirely
It be that young De Niro
Get chicks like I get dinero
You scare hoes to the point they
Don't wanna get near yours
Bare flows pour'd over earlobes
Fo sure, I flow in air zones
I'm one in the same you bare clones
Coast to coastal, get mami's like I'm 'posed
To, go postal when we oppose you
So don't pose dude
I approach fools with tools
Leave em in cork screws
Then resume the cruise
My hand on the boob will bruise
When we interlude, she get
Nude for cash dough, and jewels
And I pursue, put my tube in her inner room
(kaboom) , Two open root
Chakras sex the best
So you know I get lots of
Fuck em and I duck em, never in my pivotal
I'ma love Doc given out my persciptionals
It's the principals, I'm the prince of cool
I love broads but I'm a young Don
So my nigga only get physical
Who wanna cypher in the room
Tonight? Grab the mic
Everything is gonna be alright i said
Who wanna cypher in the room
Tonight? Grab the mic
Everything is gonna be alright i said
Who wanna cypher in the room
Tonight? Grab the mic
Everything is gonna be alright i said
Who wanna cypher in the room
Tonight? Grab the mic
Everything is gonna be alright
Now as the drum kick basses, break faces
And the vibe take you places
Here comes a track that
Niggas couldn't be tracing
From the end of mind known to
Trickle down your inner spine
And make these non alcoholic girls
Do a little wine and in the midst of time
Spittin rhymes was a trick of mine
From the effect of joints
Minimize the squinted eyes
Never needed to be even to reasons
The only nigga only breathing from God
With a mental demon screamin
In winter seasons
Had to reflect as the style comes correct
So it comes correct
Better than cum correct when I'm done for sex
Better text the less
So the text got the message
When a nigga bring more down from his pores
Without a single blemish
Let him embellish every
Letter for ever with this soliloquy
Thus spittin are your suspicions
Suspiciously come and cop the little weed
Cause niggas got higher from
Single bigger beads and climb the single tree
Said I be thrown up on this plateau
Mobbin with my capos
Its all about the booty like sparrow
Get your arrows
Cause the bose know that the fuckin pros ho
Wait, sippin slow so, slow mo
Seems to be our fate uh
Rhythm rhythm got me high as fuck
See my stock risen up
I be never findin' trust
But I found myself through the light
Eyes thrice
Jumped and got ups like delivery trucks
I'm sick of
Cereal shmucks from the imperial clubs
Offering lineal love
I'm treat it like a domino
And knock 'em down
I don't give a literal fuck
Your minerals suck, I'm a lyrical stud
Uh, look, and don't tell me what it really be
Cause all I see is indigo and symmetry
Endo road, I end yo' road
And if your lend your soul
Expect the death for sho
Eh yo lets go
Analytically you can see through my energy
I been ascendin'
Higher than my fuckin' enemies
We all gods in our mind, body and soul
Don't get caught up in 360's
Or you will be sold
And I don't play that shit, but PE be the BEP
Cream of the crops' circle, alienated
And I know that's my ultimatum
I know it's bitter sweet
And word to the streets
It's either you or me and I'ma fuckin' eat
So check your co-sign, before I Rocafella
But they don't touch the cheddar
Cause they all know better
This is the fruit of my labor so watch
The land grow through my eye lids
Centrifuging, not confusing through
In my intellect
And my Kundalini need my Melanin
So baby put the melon in
Or magnesium, you niggas tarnish, smell em
Your am radio active no fair
Who wanna cypher in the room
Tonight? Grab the mic
Everything is gonna be alright i said
Who wanna cypher in the room
Tonight? Grab the mic
Everything is gonna be alright i said
Who wanna cypher in the room
Tonight? Grab the mic
Everything is gonna be alright i said
Who wanna cypher in the room
Tonight? Grab the mic
Everything is gonna be alright
If they hop on the dick
Make sure you protect it watch how you step
Plenty shit you can step in
And no disrepectin if you
Ain't in your section
Better watch how you talk
You stalkin my bredrin
47 goons come cool with no prevention
From the coolers of the dimensions
Just mention, that you let them bring the
Best of your ascension
Like last night I rode the train
Just to vibe
As I stood between the cars spliff in a knot
Having visions of spittin these
Rhymes on the mic
As I open my eyes to see lies that they hide
On that 47 shit I climb and
Survive and been through these rhymes
Definin through times
Line by line guidin all your right lines
To find your right vibe need to get your
Hustle up and find your right grind
Find your right grind like
I take tokes of the marijuana smoke 'til
I float like boats in the ocean
For sure, I'm showboatin'
Slow pokes get slow poked over me
Just a kid
Wait your kidding right? Nigga no joking
Too much commotion broke folk
Just won't stop talkin'
Can't play his cards right I
Just might poke 'em cause where I'm from
Hearts don't get broken they got stolen
Say the wrong sentence
Nigga put a semi to your colon
Paws that like dog feet
Spit it sicker than bone meat
Fuck the world in orgies until
That bitch bore me
My flow horny, my game nice, my style naughty
One eye low though
He'll figure that out shortly
I speak the truth and she
Knew this since birth
It's her nature to look like
She newest to Earth, stupid
It don't take cupid
All it takes is cool kids
Some cats prey on pussy like cougars
It all seems fictitious dreamin' with
My team for the riches
They say to watch out
For the schemin' ass bitches
You better keep a lot of
Cream for them itches
I'm too vicious, in a stream full of fishes
So I move with the waters like my
Niggas that manuever with a quarters
I skimped the last order
So you can call dueces if you want in
And a few Coronas got me
Seein' future in my aura
The future I'm controlling with my
Mind and my myriads
If you talkin' shit then let
Me fly to the pyramids
She feel nasty when she
Swallow the little kids that means we had a
Minor outer body experience
Sticks and stones can't break my bones
So I alone cones like 47 chromes
The synchronologist, now we in the zone
In the middle of space time so
Tell 'em hit my phone
Who wanna cypher in the room
Tonight? Grab the mic
Everything is gonna be alright i said
Who wanna cypher in the room
Tonight? Grab the mic
Everything is gonna be alright i said
Who wanna cypher in the room
Tonight? Grab the mic
Everything is gonna be alright i said
Who wanna cypher in the room
Tonight? Grab the mic
Everything is gonna be alright
Y'all try'na cypher right quick
What up bruh bruh bruh?
I said, who wanna cypher in the room
Tonight? grab the mic
Everything is gonna be alright i said
Who wanna cypher in the room
Tonight? grab the mic
Everything is gonna be alright
Said we were just a bunch of kids
Like the Brady Bunch style so miscellanous
Cats taking speed ain't in a lane with us
Favorite line of quotes
Coats you can hang em up
You straight whats up
I don't know I wrote this statement cuz
It was stating just
How homie he was fakin tough
So I gave him lumps, beat him up
Broke his jaw he claimed he got jumped
Got on an orange suit it hurt
To see my mans in cuffs
It goes to show how these
Brooklyn streets were dangerous
Niggas ain't playin' son
Come round here shining it's the timing
When things get violent, eyelids violet
Whenever they violate
That's why my style been to be silent
Unless they want the shaolin
I came into this game and ate with
No one to make my plate said my grace
Figured that they must not know what art is
Cause we just starvin' artists who
Become someone they all test
To them I'm just a target but
I'm solid just like tar get, uh
I'm doing wonderfully you make these
Bitches want to flea
I be flippin' the bird to the public
I'm holding grudges
I'm always angry, and I dunno who to blame
So I blame the government, you gotta love it
Another youngin' that sufferin' I told
Him to fuck the world
And made somethin' from nothing
Come and see how he come in
The game like an intrusion
Who's him DeShay supply the
Beats so I bruise'em, oozin
I'm losin' my self control
You niggas is lightweight
We times ten to four, and we bend the rules
They act like they don't know
Who the Pro Era crew is? Who Diamond Lou is
Coming for they flesh we leave
Them left like nudist
And if you new to this you'd
See I show you the ropes
I'll be your PE coach
You know you see this smoke
How you think I'm smashing records
Like the CD broke, see Dee
In the back of the stu catching
A view of the environment
I over analyze shit entirely
It be that young De Niro
Get chicks like I get dinero
You scare hoes to the point they
Don't wanna get near yours
Bare flows pour'd over earlobes
Fo sure, I flow in air zones
I'm one in the same you bare clones
Coast to coastal, get mami's like I'm 'posed
To, go postal when we oppose you
So don't pose dude
I approach fools with tools
Leave em in cork screws
Then resume the cruise
My hand on the boob will bruise
When we interlude, she get
Nude for cash dough, and jewels
And I pursue, put my tube in her inner room
(kaboom) , Two open root
Chakras sex the best
So you know I get lots of
Fuck em and I duck em, never in my pivotal
I'ma love Doc given out my persciptionals
It's the principals, I'm the prince of cool
I love broads but I'm a young Don
So my nigga only get physical
Who wanna cypher in the room
Tonight? Grab the mic
Everything is gonna be alright i said
Who wanna cypher in the room
Tonight? Grab the mic
Everything is gonna be alright i said
Who wanna cypher in the room
Tonight? Grab the mic
Everything is gonna be alright i said
Who wanna cypher in the room
Tonight? Grab the mic
Everything is gonna be alright
Now as the drum kick basses, break faces
And the vibe take you places
Here comes a track that
Niggas couldn't be tracing
From the end of mind known to
Trickle down your inner spine
And make these non alcoholic girls
Do a little wine and in the midst of time
Spittin rhymes was a trick of mine
From the effect of joints
Minimize the squinted eyes
Never needed to be even to reasons
The only nigga only breathing from God
With a mental demon screamin
In winter seasons
Had to reflect as the style comes correct
So it comes correct
Better than cum correct when I'm done for sex
Better text the less
So the text got the message
When a nigga bring more down from his pores
Without a single blemish
Let him embellish every
Letter for ever with this soliloquy
Thus spittin are your suspicions
Suspiciously come and cop the little weed
Cause niggas got higher from
Single bigger beads and climb the single tree
Said I be thrown up on this plateau
Mobbin with my capos
Its all about the booty like sparrow
Get your arrows
Cause the bose know that the fuckin pros ho
Wait, sippin slow so, slow mo
Seems to be our fate uh
Rhythm rhythm got me high as fuck
See my stock risen up
I be never findin' trust
But I found myself through the light
Eyes thrice
Jumped and got ups like delivery trucks
I'm sick of
Cereal shmucks from the imperial clubs
Offering lineal love
I'm treat it like a domino
And knock 'em down
I don't give a literal fuck
Your minerals suck, I'm a lyrical stud
Uh, look, and don't tell me what it really be
Cause all I see is indigo and symmetry
Endo road, I end yo' road
And if your lend your soul
Expect the death for sho
Eh yo lets go
Analytically you can see through my energy
I been ascendin'
Higher than my fuckin' enemies
We all gods in our mind, body and soul
Don't get caught up in 360's
Or you will be sold
And I don't play that shit, but PE be the BEP
Cream of the crops' circle, alienated
And I know that's my ultimatum
I know it's bitter sweet
And word to the streets
It's either you or me and I'ma fuckin' eat
So check your co-sign, before I Rocafella
But they don't touch the cheddar
Cause they all know better
This is the fruit of my labor so watch
The land grow through my eye lids
Centrifuging, not confusing through
In my intellect
And my Kundalini need my Melanin
So baby put the melon in
Or magnesium, you niggas tarnish, smell em
Your am radio active no fair
Who wanna cypher in the room
Tonight? Grab the mic
Everything is gonna be alright i said
Who wanna cypher in the room
Tonight? Grab the mic
Everything is gonna be alright i said
Who wanna cypher in the room
Tonight? Grab the mic
Everything is gonna be alright i said
Who wanna cypher in the room
Tonight? Grab the mic
Everything is gonna be alright
If they hop on the dick
Make sure you protect it watch how you step
Plenty shit you can step in
And no disrepectin if you
Ain't in your section
Better watch how you talk
You stalkin my bredrin
47 goons come cool with no prevention
From the coolers of the dimensions
Just mention, that you let them bring the
Best of your ascension
Like last night I rode the train
Just to vibe
As I stood between the cars spliff in a knot
Having visions of spittin these
Rhymes on the mic
As I open my eyes to see lies that they hide
On that 47 shit I climb and
Survive and been through these rhymes
Definin through times
Line by line guidin all your right lines
To find your right vibe need to get your
Hustle up and find your right grind
Find your right grind like
I take tokes of the marijuana smoke 'til
I float like boats in the ocean
For sure, I'm showboatin'
Slow pokes get slow poked over me
Just a kid
Wait your kidding right? Nigga no joking
Too much commotion broke folk
Just won't stop talkin'
Can't play his cards right I
Just might poke 'em cause where I'm from
Hearts don't get broken they got stolen
Say the wrong sentence
Nigga put a semi to your colon
Paws that like dog feet
Spit it sicker than bone meat
Fuck the world in orgies until
That bitch bore me
My flow horny, my game nice, my style naughty
One eye low though
He'll figure that out shortly
I speak the truth and she
Knew this since birth
It's her nature to look like
She newest to Earth, stupid
It don't take cupid
All it takes is cool kids
Some cats prey on pussy like cougars
It all seems fictitious dreamin' with
My team for the riches
They say to watch out
For the schemin' ass bitches
You better keep a lot of
Cream for them itches
I'm too vicious, in a stream full of fishes
So I move with the waters like my
Niggas that manuever with a quarters
I skimped the last order
So you can call dueces if you want in
And a few Coronas got me
Seein' future in my aura
The future I'm controlling with my
Mind and my myriads
If you talkin' shit then let
Me fly to the pyramids
She feel nasty when she
Swallow the little kids that means we had a
Minor outer body experience
Sticks and stones can't break my bones
So I alone cones like 47 chromes
The synchronologist, now we in the zone
In the middle of space time so
Tell 'em hit my phone
Who wanna cypher in the room
Tonight? Grab the mic
Everything is gonna be alright i said
Who wanna cypher in the room
Tonight? Grab the mic
Everything is gonna be alright i said
Who wanna cypher in the room
Tonight? Grab the mic
Everything is gonna be alright i said
Who wanna cypher in the room
Tonight? Grab the mic
Everything is gonna be alright