Lyrics Cypher God - Snowgoons, Passionate Mc

Cypher God

Ayo, this is for Sean Price.
I’m going off beyond twice the
Godlike form in all white they call Christ
To cross left with a hard right that’ll lift you off like
Aerial assaults performed in a «dogfight»!
Front to back like fog lights to exhaust pipes
From the thunderclap of an arm strike to dissolve life
For I discard life like what is left in the cart right when you’re about to
card swipe 'cause the market marked it the wrong price!
Sick with it, a dick with syphilis
From quick bitches that done hit in the six digits
«Big Business»!
Swizz, Cass, & Kiss vicious!
Ironic how I’m bridging the gap with Chris Rivers
About to make a cycle begin.
I’m from Bus, He’s from Pun
It’s the «Round Table Cypher» again!
My nigga Flaw’s X’n it, Street Light Mos Def’inite
A Forté that’ll put you onto mo' (Geronimo) excellence!
And shout to y’all catching this!
Considered the best
Next to the word-play like Shakespeare with a feathered pen
I am where the Etch A Sketch begins
What you’re seeing is the connected tether between separate ends
The genius becoming the best of friends
With the meanest schizophren-I-C in this reflective lens
Worse than David Berkowitz with a burner gripped
Aimed and exerting his murderous urges with assertiveness!