Lil Crazed and the K.i.D. team released their latest cypher. In K.i.D Cypher Round 11, we heard a host of rappers including Ace, Lil Crazed, Phlip, Dee, and Ben Jamz. Special guest Auburn opens the track, while Deuce B closes it out. Auburn has been doing a few things with Asian American artists. See Perfect Two Remix and That La La Girl Mashup.

You can download the track for FREE here. Props to Lil Crazed for bringing underground talent to the forefront.

K.i.D Cypher Round 11 (contains profanity)

Lyrics to K.i.D Cypher Round 11

Auburn
me + track = crack, but don’t be stingy with all dat,
gott a lotta fire in this sack.
u be my dealer watch yo back,
my words alone could get u high not D.R.O but P.R.O, ima CEO
don’t like it you can put yo lips where the levi’s go
who is this chick omg?
i swear she wears her hair exactly like she’s nicki minaj!
she doesn’t talk about sex, and never brags about money
know whats funny bet she records up in her mamas garage
new introduction,
brown girl from Minnesota
from where its sunny in the summer but the winters colder
on so many front pages u would think i was a center folder
and when i spit i make em black out black out, black – Travis porter
yea,
i swear this music so simpatico,
take it so deep most people would dare to call me radical (radical)
that i know, none of these sucka’s move me
now they they all up in my face #nogucci

Ace
im flyer than a ma’fucca/
K.i.D. icarus/
im bout my green/
you can see it in my face/
stanely ipus/
im goin in for anotha kill/
producers sendin instrumentals our way, signin away their wills/
i see its a tough crowd, i got what it takes/
y’all really wana fucc w/ ace? double the fuccin wage/
one of a kind, differientiate me from them lames/
i am a national treasure – nicolos cage/
this beat is bangin, dont mistake it for a gun show/
fire-flame spitta, smoke flarin out my nostrils/
y’all bout to feel our rain (reign), hope you fellas brought your ponchos/
i keep my team close, we stay connected like condos/
(run) with us, or run the fucc from us/
we be the team runnin shit, never mentioned the runners up/
the ball is in our posession now/
go and get your punters up/
you will never see us stop, until you see our numbers up

Crazed
~go get ’em, i got ’em, a problem, can’t solve ’em,
my bars sweeter than what’s poppin out of a pinata’s bottom,
my offense always on dominate, honestly, i’m honored that,
my team in the scene as kings, you dream you can see what we see from our eyelids,
head looking like Sonic, got the mohawk all up on it,
don’t JUDGE me, you won’t budge me, see i don’t greet you as “Your Honor”,
uh uh obvious, it’s clear to see k.i.d can rock an audience,
now a moment of silence, for the beat that just got demolished…
flow POLISHED, NAILED it, fresher than a new born
you’re Skywalker with a blanket, you’re LUKEwarm,
sum it up, comin’ (cumming) up, wait pause, i’m a DICK and a HOTshot,
all you haters are COCK blocks, calling me a joke?
but you’re the ones getting knock knocked,
who’s there? it’s mr. k.i.d up at your door,
insinuating SITUATION but i aint from the Jersey Shore,
my reputation equals exclamations, point, blank, PERIOD,
now i’m seeing it, that’s what you haters JERKIN’ for

Phlip
On the cypher here I go seems like yall can’t get enough,
Dedicated to my haters so watch me put my fingers up,
Ill just sit here smiling while I watch yall try to reach my level,
I don’t care if ure a goon or goblin, wats that to a devil,
Every bbeat I kill just to make sure there’s no chance for a remix,
N my team be on the same boat so I say we fuccin sea sick,
Mike jack on the beat I beat it, I shit on the beat yes feces,
I kill so many beats I added it to the endangered species,
Its k to the I d, look the logo is a lion,
I been heard around the world so shit pshh who needs verizon,
Can u hear me now? Bitch I know they been hearing me,
Sicker than ur average n there’s no way to be curing me,
I know I’m crazy when I spit, I’m a tad bit psycho,
Fat bastard on the beat, I eat em up, imma need some lypo,
I’m not a workaholic musik is just the life I’m livin,
We got that charlie sheen swag cuz my team is winning

Dee
Now you betta get familiar, With the microphone killa
Kid Es la familia, ain’t no other team reala
We some sharks to you minnows,man you succaz Chiccen little,
o you married to the game I’m bout make that bitch a widow,
Tryna make it in the game from the dleague to the pros
Fucc a super bowl ring give me the half time show
We on the grind! Muhfucca so it’s only right that we hit it
Middle fingas in ya face if you succas ain’t wit it,
Real g no gimics if I talk it then I live it,
Stay true on the mothafuccin records no Guinness,
Uhhh I’m popeye on his goddamn spinage,
Only competition to me his my team no scrimmage,
Ugh you like a shoe size four,
A small soul (sole) at the bottom of the floor
We bout ta blow up on you hoez like July 4,
And get on top of the game like a new high score!

Ben Jamz
can i get a fuck u to my haters serve em like a waiter flow sharp as a razor
static comin, no tazerin (teasin) throw ya jabs & punchlines my veres
all haymakers
leave every single track burnt, portland trail blazer
while these rappers bars bent outta shape, jail breakers i put a fork
lift under santans house, hell raisin
& u can’t see me on these cyphers lookin lik stevie
Capital A for my rhymes while u keep scorin DC
H to the I Vizze I’m sick with no cure
Got a Charlie sheen sponsor cuz my lines so pure
If ur cold I’m froze man I am so burr (sober)
But I’m swirlvin in ya lane with a drunk chofer
Never claim to be hood Im jus so sub urban
bout to blow myself up c4 in the turban
Shutin every single show down close curtains
Aint nobdy fuckin with us till we 40, virgins

Deuce B
I tell em they better run,
Wen I step in this bitch im killin em all,
Kinda ironic how I been tha shit and still piss em off,
Tha nigga raw,
Ud think I aint been in a kitchen dawg,
But boy,
Im cookin tracks,
Im spittin dem skillet bars,
A star,
Thas really my critics say im close to,
Supernova flowin,
So its known that ima blow dude,
So y they testin,
Professor to this profession,
I wreck em and UPS em,
Cuz they couldn’t make they own moves,
Im so smooth,
But still I be goin hard as fuck,
Im nuts,
These niggas cant hold me,
They shuda bought a cup,
Sharp wit tha bars,
Im turnin saws to dust,
Partner what,
Tha fuck is tha deal,
U keep it real,
Well ill call ya bluff,
But,
Offa tha cards and stuff,
Ima hit em in tha jaw wit some,
Punches comin,
Straight to tha face of these haters,
Got em ballin up,
They cautious wen im talkin,
Cuz im crashin like some cars and stuff,
So they all be dartin,
Cuz like fabulous,
I start it up,