Nameplay Cypher

[Virbius]

Please, Chree, this is child’s play but you seldom swing.
The only time we’ve seen gold from Chree is in Elden Ring.
We’ve seen son catch a loss, now this scared little kid oughta just stagger off,
Jeez, look, Chree’s shook and still his nuts haven’t dropped.

This guy lives life like living life is a big hassle,
Chree carrying the weight of the world like Yggdrasil.
This battle’s supposed to be name play, you’ve gone wrong,
I’mma cut Chree down, he should never have logged on.
You told Bag he misspelled a word, and there’s no shame,
But bitch you can’t even spell your own name.
It’s ‘tree’.
Fucking idiot.

Ay, you know how here in England were known for respectful gestures, right? good, now I’ll keep rapping,
It’s simple how this Brit’ll bough down if Chree’s snapping.
I’d kill him for a dollar… check the text’s elements for the threat’s relevance.
‘I cannot tell a lie’… I’d leave Chree hacked with an axe over dead presidents.

I’d keep his corpse in the back of my car til it hella stunk,
Got a rope and a chainsaw on board, and I’m getting drunk,
I’ll tell police I’m an arborist, coz the feds are punks,
And if you wanna know if Chree’s ok you gotta check the trunk.

[Chree]

Lol

uhoh its virbius, who knew his brain damage was permanent.
Dudes are still fighting tree's and ending up with tourniquets.
I'm throwing brits at the firmament in furnaces are you still wondering why no one has heard of ya?
This A Murica.
Who am I in league with?
I snap limbs like tree twigs.
They copied my style and put it in a reprint.
I do the weekday like you do the weekend.

Hey It's me Stan, I heard you were lookin for these hands,
I'm the dude they were missin in oblivion grinnin like lee cameron,
Decepticon flow on optimus prime mantis, your Arms broken, Arm bar hold it, fuck dont panic,
I'll let you go now so you can stand up,
I'm too cool the fan works, verse like cancers, but you dont even 'C the Answers."
I heard you were in missouri call it kansas

[Bag Mandela]

My medical degrees earned n I feel certain,
Of diagnosing you as a cuntish themed person,
If I give you medication it'll only be worsened,
So I must chainsaw you to bits I'm a chree surgeon,

You've got such a little D you have to sit to pee,
I'll roll up with a sweeper while you're still asleep, in the street,
You'll hear it poppin, singing G,
Had to do it cuz I chim, chim Chree,

Yes chims a real word that's not a lie,
Use wiktionary, it's a verb, like who you just got bodied by

[Chree]

Prosody.



Always anticipating assassination
above aliens .....
Apocalyptic ALIAS
"annihilation."
Betrayal Burn bag by bibles beats biblically build biological basis
but breakin brotherhood by boiling basics ....
Cryogenically creatin children capable considering continuous comatose cold Cadence.....
Diligently distract devils development drugs drew deaths duration...
Enter economy's entertainment
enterprises excommunicated
environments exterminated
excellently emulated....
Fortunately ferocious frightening faces
from fractioned filled Fornication....
Gore fully grab Greeks greatest gods graciously..
Goons gripping guns grazing generations...
Hades had horrific hallucinations
he humbly holds hearts hatred
hiding humanitarians humiliation
International interest is intercepted in internets intercontinental invasive implication.....
Jason Joy Jacking Judges Jailing Jamaicans
Jeopardizing Justification....
Kings keep killing kids... kingdoms
kamikaze kleptomania Tion....
Live Limitless Love linguistics legacys leading leaders language lynching liars living luxuriously Labeled Legislation
Mainly mainstreamed music...
malfunctions mean more meditative minds manipulated movement
Motivation
neighborhoods never needed navigation
n needles numbed natural Negotiations
Ominously orchestrated
ones own orchistration of Obligated Obliteration
Perfectly perform psychological poetic passion
....preaching
pen peaking
points passed pyramids prymordial prepertations
preservated
prestidigitation
Quote Queens quality quickly questioning quaint qualifications
Righteous renegade
reliving religion relatively
returning rapidly reiterating reclamation
Symbollically sub=due sinners sophistication
says satans slithering serpents seeking storms sensation
Tyrannical tyrant transforming technology to techniques
tword
"transmutation."
Universitys urbanization
ultimatley urging underpaid underlings
uttering untapped utilizations
Violently vibrating
Vocalize visuals verbally verbalize verbatims
vicious visualization
Wrath written words wasted
warmth while workplaces wishing war waited
Xanax'd xenophobian xrayin X Rateds
Yo youth yes you yelling yen Yankin
Zodiac Zombie zapping Zeus' Zippo zealots Zenfully zig zagging Zoroastrians

/ - / - / -
Bag is amateur no manager can handle her.

I can tell youre off beat off key like stephen haw-king singing Daughtry songs from a car heap
Lock teeth every time you watch me hot ink drops while you lost steam, video games? like you're in a car seat.

[Bag Mandela]

Ahhh alliterating alphabeticazzzzzz, wow indeed,
I feel an overwhelming compulsion to lay down and sleep,
It's an archaic wooden structure, I guess it's bound to be,
We wouldn't have that old chestnut without a Chree,
At least if you're gonna be a poetry dork, stick to 1 haiku so I'm not dozing before I go through it all,
You're struggling to zip me up, it won't close anymore,
N if Bag flips first? Insides all over the floor,
There's nothing wrong with knowing this is your limitation,
You're too sweet, act tough n chree-ca-land in a sticky situation

[TheShaman]

It ain't Benito Mussolini when I say B.M. is a fascist.
He's Got America's Talent. Like Howie, cuz Mandel is a faggot.
Bald headed Jeff Bezos tryna sell us a package.
But I prefer to shop offline, cuz Mandela will Bag it.
But yo fuck these oligarchs followed round by bodyguards.
It ain't at Walmart when you see Bagman with a shopping cart.
His heart is beating fast, cuz he's in the cold, freezing bad.
Reeking just to keep him warm, but try to get some sleep in, Bag.
I heard he liked hip hop, so I gave the Man some cold cuts.
And something sweet, so you could see my Man Dilla with some Donuts.
Back in high school he was always acting up like the class clown.
Now he's a veteran. Always hearing gun shots, so Man down.
But I saw Man up. Looking in the mirror was his plan.
He was gonna go to the Amazon, tryna stick it to the Man.
That's where he saw the Shaman with a classic stanza.
Made him change his fucking name to Bag Amanda.
Cuz Cornel West's the new pan-African storyteller.
So it's no surprise when Cor-nel-son Mandela.

[Bag Mandela]

Yeah alright mr speaking to the dead, signed in Elysium as “guest”,
Interacting with spirits? Delerium effects?
It’s a metaphor of how you are tedium at text,
Since you don’t connect with soul you are medium at best,
You join creepy fuckin sects, with strange brothers and other failed lovers,
You have a face that made hookers wear trainers, became runners,
You could try cream, not something that soaks into ya skin, lets say covers,
Let’s be real, even with loads of cosmetics, Shea butters,
Straight uggers, quite displeasing a view,
But that Mandel name flip? To me it was new, unbelievable dude,
Til now calling yourself “the”shaman was echoed repeatedly through,
What we’re reading from you having been frequently used
*illusory sense of achievement ensues*
This fraidy cat shaved “relax” into his rapist tash,
I wish you the best in RW, with your stupid Danish ass,
Ya reload rate is fast but if ya game is trash,
Then there’s really no reason to give Shader cache

[TheShaman]

You dissed the boss above you, but there wasn't a lot of nameplay.
You think you're a tortoise with a hare, but I'm passed the race like your namesake.
Ofc nameflips have been overused. They're like Bag Mandela: They're unoriginal.
What happened in South Africa was amazing: Mandela was on a Miracle.

I saw Shady & Fitzgerald at Carnegie hall. To me it was highly sentimental.
But if you think B a G you're blind as Helen Keller, so I'm sure you'd like M and Ela.
Heard that one before? Is that right? That's why you're getting Dick like Van Dyke.
As late as last night a concert of men in short skirts were giving Bag pipe.

Oh, have I misspoken? No. The groceries were so heavy Bag's bottom was ripped open, though.
Going home he saw the holy ghost with fruits all over the flo' like it was Vito Corleone.
Yo, you said my game is trash, but you're forever playing mummy with a fragrant splash.
Cuz your brain's so mashed you couldn't think your way out of wet paper, Bag.

Mandela ain't trustworthy when playing with money like a game of Monopoly.
I thought cache was pronounced caché, so this Bag's over my head like a robbery.
But honestly fuck the lottery. Idolatry at a Dollar Tree ain't my cup of tea.
Besides, judging here sucks. What else should I expect when Mandel is judging me?