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Queensbridge Cypher
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Queensbridge Cypher was released on September 9, 2026 by Robscure as a part of the album Queensbridge Cypher - Single
September 9, 2026
LabelRobscure
LanguageEnglish
BPM87
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy

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Lyrics

Robscure:
Word to all who do the Lord’s work
Every service job, nurse, bus driver, school teacher, corner store clerk
And those who thought about, but opted out of corporate dirt
When it was worth more on this godforsaken scorched earth
I came to capture The Rapture for you in short spurts of word storms
Before we short the circuit board’s surface
I heard the core is insured in case of a World War
And that it’s probable what’s in storage is far worse
While we debated mandates and “the gay agenda”
we didn’t take in the rampage of data centers
I was born too late
We should’ve capped it at cable dinners
The kids these days ain’t got table manners
Where are all the authentic misfits?
The popular bitches got the nerve to try to co-opt quirks
I don’t even mind if you see the rhyme from a mile away
Who stole the show?
Scene of the crime traced to Robscure
Shon Weathers:
Pieces fell, I’m tryna spin up the Rubik’s
It’s almost Tetris but I’m far from a shooter
Unless I was tested
The answer to every question
Undersized but finna fill the tray
I tend to feast
My AI number 3, not ChatGPT
These **** week
I clock my 40 off the l-o-v-e
You see me in the streets, but hard to reach
I’m picky with my sense of peace
Deuces up the centerpiece
You’ll never a find a better me unless it’s better me
I move amphetamine
My focus on colloquialisms thrown in the writtens
Straight extortion offa hope and misgivings
While **** posing
They don’t skate, just got a board and Supreme
I took the scrapes and made a portrait with the blood that it cost him
My whole regime is on timing
Buncha Jordans in the squad, not a Pippen beside him
Veronica Records, it’s all in due timing
**** sublime
Keep it p and strip the truth like a nudist is the objective
Pieces fell, I’m tryna spin up the Rubik’s
And beat the Tetris
Granata:
I tossed my girl on the bed like a throw pillow, had
Sex rougher than a Brillo pad
She like the way I look at life like a yellow lab
Blind optimism, only way I know how to stop the isms
Granata got the wisdoms
I’m at the age I can’t stand to see pot holes
And people staring at their phones eating slop bowls
At this point I’d rather be a lost soul
I’m with a thick thot from Jersey in nothing but a bralette cookin braciola
She laugh at my jokes, like she’s relaxed on a boat
Asked me to crack her back after I packed her a snack that smacked the back of her throat
I used to have to add Jack to the Coke
But now I have hope, I’m not attached to the rope
My mustache is dope
Lately I been at home
Because New York City at night is where the rats roam
That are after the capital with collapsable back bones
To get to this point I had to write many bad poems
 Wavy Bagels:
And the hustle won’t stop til I’m cream of the crop
Regardless of chart top
Not one to piss off, promise you I’m not
Novice in Photoshop but I’ll crop all yall off
Plot thick as a fog
Flex like Bolo Young
When Zordon ring alarm I yell mastodon
Zach or Adam don’t matter, lion or the frog
Type of raps that make black matter dissolve
Won’t fit in your box, so unorthodox
Lefty putting up shots; De’Aaron Fox
Craft singles that knock, mad people give props
Also wanna collab, I’ll think about it doc
Goodfellas we are, hardbodies you not
Saw you rocking crocs and autumn quarter zip tops
See through you so stop
Performance office box
Give you round of applause
Oscar for best fraud
Written by: Granata (rapper), Robscure, Shon Weathers, Wavy Bagels
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