The Story Cypher [skilled pros only]

[ProjectEnglish]

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keep the stroy intresting.
4-lines each

ill start it

born june, thru a street whore womb/
he walks on torn shoes, from his mouth hate grew/
Joined a gang called the A-crew, he gonna make loot/
this is where his fame grew... listen to the story, its the plain truth....

[Ignorant]

"listen to the story... it's the plain truth..."

...he's not an insane youth, just a little confused
and the neighborhood bully? he left brittle and bruised
if you belittle his crew, then prepare to meet death
he's tyrone wit the chrome, the #1 street vet

[iceheart]

taught by the streets how to make ends meet
this nig thinks sin is a beat and always packs heat
and a vest on his chest cuz even tho he's the best
he just aint blessed nuff to pass the bullet's test

[Etebom]

So it pulls his vest, till his breasts is exposed and shattered
blood explodes it's splattered all over the roads,it mattered
he's a sacrifice to the gods, who loathed his notes and chatter
so they're eating his corspe like hungry toads on batter

[Etebom]

now he's soaking gross in lather, his soul's supposed to gather
DNA information, but chose to spit prose like Mathers, had adders
not ripped open his vessels and slaughtered the dude?
he would've still had a life, but his wife was so rude

[Etebom]

sent him to the desert to die a hot death,so sly she bought meth
put a charm in it to rot breath, to see how bad this jock could clot yet
Like N.O leaving holes in his brain,his soul's in disdain
his wife puts it on to mock him- his slit bowels on a chain!

[ThePussyMonster]

some say thats what he gets 4 puttin trust in a dame,
especially 1 with so much glutiny and bane,
now his broken and lost spirit walks a plane,
where he has 2 witness over and over himself being slain,

[KronikMage]

And he wishes these images would change^
But they remain for they were his receipt for grief when his life exchanged
And these days his wife's estranged, She lay's up in drug dens with thugs N gays
Put's a stem to her lip's, cup's N hit's then is dazed
These horrible things continue to haunt his vision portrayed thru the gates
He want's another fate, but hate had taken control
He couldn't move past the way she made his heart break and fold....

[ProjectEnglish]

nice job guys

[KronikMage]

God then sends him back down to his body to remake the mold
He takes a cold...breath then death loses control of his soul
He regains consciousness in an arid and hostile waste
Prepared for anything, he looks left N right and sees walkin in sand for days
The plan is made to begin stammering down the hills and cascades
Till he starts to see a mirage with plenty water and a shimmering babe

[TonyRome313]

But the image it fades, just as quick as it came
As the kid is enflamed, pained and livid wit rage
He envisions a sane, plane for livin' his days
But his vision is strained, Strays to his ignorant ways
Hits a river and takes, it to a crib on the lake
Where the kid is amazed, by it's infinite grace
Just an inch from his gaze, sat an influent Ray
Who told him of his sin, as he sits in dismay
with an intimate bass, as his instrument
Did the indigent lay, all his wisdom in vane?

[KronikMage]

It's towards the end of the day
He's sittin dismayed, vision if slain
Lay's down on the ground, gripped in a pain
Mist comes, then rain, he swallows the water
Pain relieves and he hears thunder claps, then laughter
God speaks, lightning strikes the sand
He takes the fetal position and shits in his pants
The wind swirls, he then earls and feels sickening
Get's up and realizes it was all a dream, he'd passed out missing things
Now his feet sting and their blistering and he hasn't gone anywhere
Because he wasted a day laying stiff N deceased