Watsky - Duke Westlake Cypher

I shot the death star, I'm oh so swaggin'
I'm like Reptar, komodo dragon
And ya'll are Bambis, I'm Samwise Gamgees
Put the game on my back, like it's Frodo Baggins

Holler at your hobbit, fuck your Gollum ways
Follow me to get my ring I'll set it all ablaze
Because I'm saucy, like I'm Hollandaise
But I love rapping, like a grandma at the holidays

I love rapping like most rappers just love dough
They get the Pillsbury like Bill Murray I just flow
And crush the microphone to subatomic quarks and shit
Until it's flung across a bunch of odd coordinates

So if you're talking, put a sock or pop a cork in it
The game is finished man it's over, stick a fork in it
Or have Kavorkian escort it to the morgue and get 
It's organs in the fridge and call the stork to fill the orphanage

I'm in the future chilling with my man Neo
While lames are in the past and play with Sanrio
So damn Vevo, I simply bust better
And beat every ninja turtle ever plus shredder

This nerd is blowing up, it's a phenomenon
That you couldn't copy if you kamikazed Comic-con
Ice Cube would say to come and test Compton
But I'm on a rapping bender like I'm Hunter S. Thompson

I'm on a bender, like a tiny gray antenna
Futurama baby but my tiny lame dilemma
Is that my energy is like a shot of five hour
So I guess that technically it makes me WHITE POWER

I devour every doubter I encounter 
Catch a coward and I sit him on the counter
And I fix his little cowlick and I work with him to try to be
A way less sucky new productive member of society

Cause there's no rivalry
I'm taking a page of the Patriots playbook and making a dynasty
And you could be singing the national anthem as if it's a minor key
I'll give you the win and I promise that I'll even throw in a tune up
I'm doing it moving I'm loving the music I'm looking for truth
I've been rocking a decade and if I get lucky I'll rock it at seventy
If I'm alive I'll be, a fucking sight to see

Andre Mariette - If I..

Seems like every single day is half for stress 
I don’t even wanna find a way to pass the test 
Maybe.. I could walk around, start acting fresh 
Try my luck in women 'til I find a happy mess 

After this, I’mma act like a superstar 
Walk around the bar tryna tell you just how cute you are 
Assuming that you’re beautiful, I’mma start up a funeral 
For my heart I’ll die hard, and if it’s suitable

All my songs are usable, some of them intellectual
Hit em with intuition an issue I find that’s sensible
Instead of a petty rebel I’m starting to make some sense to you
Anyway I’m never gonna change and I'm uncensored too.

The suspense is through, I'm your usual human 
who's got the humor to move into any universe 
Soon Imma be a provable root of what makes this music work 
And I ain't gotta give you any proof to tell you who's the jerk 

So if the mood is workin' lemme stick with it 
Bet it gets you hypocrites out of your seat to twist your hips 
Baby this is it. I'm just a nervous wreck 
who's workin on his person and certain he'll make the worst of it 

Now the verse is writ, gettin' rid of all those 
Bitter indecisions and ridiculed bits of impotence 
But hey since we're friends?! Let's take a second to 
Get together and listen cause I always had a vison that.. 

(CHORUS) 
IF I.. 
Seem to lead a way 
IF I.. 
Need to leave today
IF I.. 
Sing you a song 
Well I hope it does you right 
Cause I'd never do you wrong 
Singin'.. 

Soul Khan - Khangregation (Verse 1)

Bear witness to the metamorphisis
That be getting your misses as wet as a swordfish is
Nah, forget about it. I already lost interest
The truth is the truth and a metaphor isn't

You're ready to four-fifth it, you already forfeited
What would Cosby be like if he never lost Ennis?
You don't really want it if we set it off in this
So, just shut the fuck up and let the god finish

I'm climbing up the pedestal, no matter what they said of you
Now you're thinking why'd they put a tiger in the petting zoo?
So, tell all the promoters if they dyin' for some revenue:
Your homie got it covered like Tobias in a never-nude

But I ain't David Cross I'm the kind of giant that crossed David
and rock harder than what David tossed
At him, I split that like Kit-Kats
And swim through piranhas and shake 'em off

The King's Offspring - The Golden Age (Heir Jordan Verse)

Just take my hand and we can walk this road together, babe
Let’s get away, trying to take you to a better place

Or better yet, a better era in time
I can feel it coming soon better prepare for the ride
But I’m pretty confident I can carry the line
My steps are very refined, I’m Fred Astaire in his prime

For all the people thinkin that the good ol’ days are past tense
Let’s see what we get add class with some passion
Let’s turn what they imagined into practice
The bright ideas will be the lamps that we bask in

We’re making something unprecedented
I know the best things don’t come in a minute

But they need to wisen up, saying we ain’t quite enough
And those who hatin’ just seem old and jaded
So Imma strike as I fire up my midas touch
And make the past golden age just look overrated

The King's Offspring - The Golden Age (Isaac Knox Verse)

(Starts at 1:25)

I wonder what made the golden age the global favorite
Compared to what the folks today have cultivated
Back when parties were soda, cake and rollerskatin
Now the party girls’ poker face is broke and wasted

My grandparents said listen now, dear
Life was so much better in a sixties town y'ear
You would love to raise some kids around here
When doors were never locked ‘cause people lived without fear

People went outside, socialized and had fitness
They’d ride a bike and then recline for a picnic
Having dinner as a family at the table
Television had three channels never cable

Gas prices weren’t that high and the economy
was fast risin’ like the cats flyin’ the Apollo Team
Last night I dreamed of that life and now honestly
It’s mad nice, I hope it’s back right when I fall asleep

The Palmer Squares - MC SHOWCASE 2011 (Terminal Knowledge Verse)

I've been the dapper don since I put my Pampers on
Vagabond, splashin' ether on a fabric cloth
Zoned out, foam at the mouth like a rabid dog
I bury bodies in my lawn at the crack of dawn

The rock up my nostril caked
I travel into outer-space just to drop at a colossal rate
Jostling, lost I've gone astray
Term K refuse to walk away until the profit's made

Not a prophet, I'm the second coming
Next to nothing in my pocket, I'm just pressing buttons
The commander, general, bag full of chemicals
Pusher man distributin' scag cut with fentanyl

Xanax, demerol, tablets of methadone
Lab rat packaging anthrax in envelopes
Matches and tennis balls wrapped with electrical
Blasted I'm trashed with my hands on my genitals

Bothered and hot, gon' and squandered the pot
A downtrodden prima donna on a bottomless drop
I personify the clowns and the clods
Gettin' bombed with the squad
Honest to God like Islamic Jihad

Yo, the kids need violence, to live means dyin'
Open up the gates sound the Blitzkrieg sirens
The ruthless, baby face spittin' 'til he's toothless
Introducin' two-bit rappers to my boot tip

A fortified design of the mortified and blind
I ain't suicidal, it just sorta crossed my mind
Days draped in misery, space wasted blithering
Hate shapes the industry while slaves pay the bigger fee

Maintain the greed, what a wave made in history
Generation rage and we placate it pitifully
Palmer Squares be that devilish enemy
Reach for the mic and leave with severed extremities

An excellent remedy for pestilent energy
Festering chemically, dextroamphetamines
Mental telepathy, magic mind
I was sent to collectively leave my battle cry echoing endlessly

No sight, just panoramic glimpses of abandoned ships
Living life sans companionship
I'm accurate, Term K gassin' motherfuckers like a flatulence
Haters need to oil up the catchers' mitt

It's laughable, playin' Whac-A-Mole the way I'm crackin' skulls
Little ones with ductape on the mandible
Seein' red, my whole life's a bull-fight
In full flight I'll pierce your skin with a road spike

I'll pierce your skin with a dull knife
I'm sharp in the mind, poison IVs and artery lines
Raw spit from a mouth full of tartar and grime
Right now I'm gon' pass it to my partner in crime

Pompey - Boca Burger Free-verse

I shoot my mouth off, often when I roam the earth

But at least I have the common sense to load it first
Ever catch me coasting I’ll throw reverse if the motor works
Know as sure as the globe’ll turn that I go berzerk

Follow me? No, that’s so absurd it just don’t occur
Can’t hope to focus on my vocals cause they’re motion blurred
The token nerd told you your spoken word was a smokin turd
I'm throwing dirt till the roman church has been overturned

Us beefin’s a bovine herd to a boca burger
Trust PETA they don’t condone it my flow is murder
Just leave when it don’t concern ya - cause when my I(eye)-beam
You’re strut weakens like a broken girder

What we do is unequaled so kiss the crown
Hittin top like Scott Pippin when we in the clouds
at the pin-i-cal / me quittin now
You could just forget it, like a three-minute pre-written round

I scribble out, when in doubt, which I’ve never been in
Been about / the indy croud / in the town I live in
You dish it out you really bound to get it in that fixed amount
So rinse it out, simmer down, or get up out the kitchen