Re: The Shelter (Freestyle)
it's not even funny, cause we all keep coming
back to this same place like we hit the ground running
but we didn't, addicted to the thought of money
the whole game sucks b and my interest stumps me
but i look around, don't keep my face on the ground
i used to look down and had a fix on my frown
but nevermore, i look away from sorrow
i pray i hope for some kind of tomorrow
where i wake up, think about screaming fans
bout bitches in the va, labels shakin my hand
but it's this same fucking room every day all the time
got so much shit on my mind my nerves went blind
so i stumble, mumbling in the pouring rain
i contemplate and think but that shit is in vain
it runs through my veins, i swear the river rushes
i hear them though, he destroy what he touches
and all it takes is one fucking song
one fucking image, someone looks at me wrong
and i almost retreat, fall back down from my feet
but i don't want to prove them right about anything
shit i don't got no multis this time, i don't got no rhymes
but i'll rip true freestyles until the day that i die
i remember when i was in the second grade
i used my words to cut peeps like a blade
and now here i am, stuck in this game
wish my life rearranged, to forgo the pain
but so often it feels like a fake fantasy
pass the grass g, and help relieve me
but the days and slipping further and further away
until the point i don't have nothing left to say
and holy shit man i am scared of that day
when the winds blow hard and the sky goes grey
no images no sounds no breeze no nothing
but fuck why would i hold onto something
except this craft, this one defying act
and when i die i hope i die with that
Re: The Shelter (Freestyle)
Deliberate measures constricted when inflicted with pressure. Rhythm is better with the wisdom you deliver a letter. Consistent and clever with intricate missles, infinite pistols, that'll get the innocent crippled and quick to surrender.
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Being is ill isn't a gimmick , its my habit
In the game, y'all Costello without Abbot
Lost is the name and Sanity's in the attic
Shooting dope to cope , he's an addict
Give him a beat tho, dropping the sickest bars
Bring that heat bro , you'll be seeing stars
I'm the Ironman like Ripken at Camden Yards
Killing every record exec , burning the A and R's
Re: The Shelter (Freestyle)
No shit I got spit/fire- so u better get a guns quick/f%$k it call a nun and tell her that nuse wont fit/some of ya'll dude's need to call it quit's/ use your witt's/ before you get embaresed start talken about- it was only written/listen or fall victem to the depression/ya'll shutt'n me down come on now-you'll have better luck find'n a ghost written/so put up toast its been 3 year's still you'v done nothing with it /u pretend~L~
Re: The Shelter (Freestyle)
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Originally Posted by
Average Man
but we didn't, addicted to the thought of money
the whole game sucks b and my interest stumps me
b
that's sick as shit.
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You pretend, wack rappers just be deflectin answers/
they got a veil over the audience eyes like pregnant dancers/
you not just fat quit lying to the public and be real/
jaydee the most underrated like cypress hill's b real/
Re: The Shelter (Freestyle)
I did'nt take too long/I almost let them cake's bake too long /that would leave a bad taste to the raw/ that i spit I'M loaded so give me time and write to ya'll/ besides I had some problem's with my computer-so what can I do for ya!/Rap a again so you can congradulate me again/ and I could put the middle finger up for my sin'/
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I'm the new kid / I slid in kill'n this cyber shit/besides I ain't got shit to do except get on my BiT$H/not sex- money I'm on my Rip/ don't mean to cuse but -Damb I bust/it should be enough for ya'll to get mad an write some stuff~L~
Re: The Shelter (Freestyle)
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Originally Posted by
Jaydee827
that's sick as shit.
thanks man
no honest considerations as i toke this splif
hate drugs songs but shit its come to this
i'm thankful for what i have but my brain feels so deranged
because i thirst for more, i want to rewrite my name
man fuck destiny, the way i spit it g, it infuriates me
if you can't even see, or even want to believe
that i'm choking these words as i'm falling asleep
my shit is too deep, i plunge my mind in the pool
schools of fish exert a new rule
a kingdom, no freedom, master and slave mentality
because i always had this envious monster in me
greed, this shit is all i need
i want to suck the life and joy from my family
they did all sorts of shit for me
but it wasn't enough, i want to make the cut
now let my try spitting some of this multi stuff:
i want to sit in the bath, drift off the lateral scale
born from hell, only amour i wear is battler mail
leaving a blood spewn trail, westside story
webbed steel guitars leaving your bedside gory
where on bent knee your parents reside, mourning
and that's why the wolf cried boy and was torn
asunder, through thunder, another soul unborn
and that's the reclamation of this foreclosures shadow
forecasting the destruction, but moreover blackholes
that infest inner furrows, my hope cleanly burrowed
extirpation of my brain cells so extremely thorough
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I'm Protrudin from Hell its Infused in my Cells..
I'mma Nuisance as Well to Millions of Peeps../
cuz I'm Induced with the Belt but I'm Losin my Health..
Movin in Stealth like Chamillions in Leaves..
I'm Sick wit Spit Bitch da Flow Shoots in ya Face..
when I Flip a Script, Shit! the Whole Universe Shakes..
Dose is Due to be Great, Foes Movin Away..
Smoke Blue til I Faint.. Dro Soothin the Brain..
I can Take another Puff but i cant Take wit me the Rush
of Escapin thru the Blunt I wanna Blaze anotha Wun..
..Wait until im Done before u Brandin me as Finished
I Embraced the Skills ta Buss n have no Plans to be Diminished
..dont Have to have a Gimmick just a Microphone an Beat
but then I Have to Pass the Limits of the Cycle of Emcees
strikin Lightning to the Streets, writin Frightin to the Weak
I got the Werse of Sin so Search Again for Guidance in Defeat
Re: The Shelter (Freestyle)
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Originally Posted by
Dose Blotter
strikin Lightning to the Streets, writin Frightin to the Weak
I got the Werse of Sin so Search Again for Guidance in Defeat
Mayans on the creep... nah fuck it, I'm just playing.
nuts swaying back in forth on the bust, I was just weighing
the size of it, surprised by the time it hits the face of ya whore..
she can taste the nut residue placed on her drawers
Then I dip from it, a dick commeth quick in a chick's stomach
mushroom tip plummet kids to her lips, doesn't ..
do any damage, punitive, puberty plans it ... but she wasn't,
stupid at all, used to the juice in the balls I skeet chickens
with heat, when the meat slips in the pantie drawers.. now back to the topic
That wasn't gossip, bitch was leaking like a crack in a faucet..
my raps pass the subconscious state of the mind to the right..
defining the light, well I am - alright? blinding ... the eyes in the sight
of a beast... by the time, the line is complete it defeats the purpose...
of material treasures, I'm fly son - this is aerial measures
3rd World Nigerian pressures put on the land of the weakened..
I demand to be deepened... reach my hand out of the planet and creep in
to the Solar Eclipse... take Jupiter and fold it to bits.
who's colder than this? I'm the Patrol Sheriff...now, show me your tits.
Repulsive habit of scalping a rabbit's torso to fun..
Never seen a casket before until you're forced into one,
Corpse divorced from ya lungs, now you're only breathing for torture tactics.
fortunate practice, I snap your head until ya shoulder detaches
A Norman bates criminal shoving ya in the folded mattress
then burns ya bones to ashes just as soon as the moment passes
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uh, yeah, i think it's time for some new shit i'm spit
cause i wanna finish this blunt like a mint in the wint...er haaaaaa ain't even buzzed mane
but i'm typing like it so this shit sound the same, shit probably read lame
but if i rip like lil wayne then ya'll think i'm the grey...test ahhhhh there i go sayin whack shit again
a mad beats playin and i was listening to eminem
oh shit don't talk about him again
it's not the dexitrin or my lexicon do you think?
or maybe this smiley face shit got my brain down the sink
i'm starting to sink, i see the water ahead...uh the shit turned red..ya'll heard what i said?
and now i turn it up a notch ya'll like to feel heat
like the hellfires brewing man better pour me a drink
i got to think, about what is going on
or how i write this song, about a fine ass blonde
not even talkin bout hair, what the fuck you got there, a wooden chair
to tie these bonds, my stocks are nannnnnnn, is that a bread? i can't even think of what i just said but
everyone askin me question like what
is he thinking bout doing, he ain't puttin his hardest in it
by words flow enunciated like i grew vowels in it
that's just the way i spin it, my ball is a volley
and i grease your wheels like slurpin up mollyyyyyyyy
and she don't even care what i do, got me seein pink and blue
got me feelin her and you
got me dancin to this snoop doggggggggggggggg and mane i swear i'm west coast
would boast that shit cause these party music toast....ed, yeah i cheated again, yep, i feel the red from my pen drip over my grin and my future is grim
sink or swim, cause i love america
keep my nails but never get a hair cuttttt
and i ain't got a hair cut i swear to god
for nine fuckin years but it ain't even that long!
and i don't even know what i'm doin in this cypher
and celph taut be active too pout to drop something tighter
but i don't even care like retirement homes
and my bones grow from calcium deposits alone
and i'd really like to toss it foam
and watch it whimper at the mouth like the sea flossin moans
open sailors, i hear they sirens they callin
screamin average man like i really be crawlin
but i don't crawl for nobody i don't put up with my shit
and my ego man i had to swallow it
i love eminen, i love pac i love biggie, i love ya
i love wu, i love necro, i motherfuckin love kanye
i like wayne and wyte and two female rappers
but i can't remember their names like i ate the candy faster
ohhhh yeah gangsta boo cause i love three six
i love gangsta pat i love jazz i love styx
but i don't give a fuck i can't wait to shit on my idols
at my piano recital like sayin my reign is final
and i ain't even gotta line up my syllable counts
fuck gonna fuck my bitch so i'm outtttt!!
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^Yer elevating man, keep at the shit.
^^^Fictional Shouts, Even if you are the type to put her Lips in ya Mouth..
I mean Lickin the Trout,
And I aint even got to do that to put my Dick in her Spout..haha jk
...I'm just on the Best Buds.. always Forces a Text Rush..
I'm Hardcore.. Bars Form to Start Wars when da Tecs Bust..
whos Next Cuz?? I'm Freakin Upset cuz I've Beaten the Best
no Sleepin no Rest, ceasin breathin I'm wheezin from Seepin in Cess
this Demon can Text??? ha, ya fukin Betta Believe It..
an i keep skeletons in my closet like Endeavors an Secrets!
I'm Appending to Leak It keeps me Ragin an Boilin..
to keep me steppin on ya shit like puttin my Leg in da Toilet..
Lately I'm Annoyed Wit kids who Think they can Bust It..
Simply they Nuffin I could Split um n Dust em...
Spit wit me Cuzzin betta be Droppin the Skills..
cuz my Death Raps, throw ya Head Back like ya Poppin sum Pills..
I'm Rockin da Hills to put a Twist in da System..
Spliffs git me Lifted to get me Spittin with Wisdom..
Since the Beginnin, I been Touched by the Devils..
Livin in Hell.. but Spillin da Spells that got me Jumpin up Levels..
I better end this now, cuz other wise I Wont Stop...
so lemme leave a wack bar to totally kill a Dope Drop...
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^thanks man
proud to be chained to my name, average don't spit by same
got ashes on from flames on my face, whippin up a tri cane
my brain rearranged, verbose vicked with nigh rain
like nighttime came with a splif and ripped my high reign
don't even see no digits, i don't need no numbers
calenders full like i rit the best flow stumbles
and i don't need no rumbles, i don't fake no hustle
so my heart rustles true as i break yo muscles
slurpin up me, bitches be slurpin up seed
tryin to play me force but that's what the cut need
not in a rut see, only freed loyalty, and it come unencumbered from this sickness nutting
and that's the way we do, some psycho-sexualis
and i'm stricken from text like techno paralysis
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techno paralysis^ how it is when my heat flows
my speech spoke the shockwave shakes the whole east coast
need notes?, take em while I'm blazin this page quick
Facin a mage, collaborate with V to the A and betray your placement
obviously I was never meant to take human form
when dues where sworn I was confused n torn
over wether to be tethered and choose to swarm
or just sit n review the clues as to why I would approve the norm
Whose to mourn? gettin nosey & then loose your nose
without lips to bitch then how can u rebuke my fl0ws?
Got wild roots and blunts rolled
Childhood was dumb slow
Foul fools and cunts polled
wether the weather is hot or cold
I'll top the polls and rock a punch to a topical
with a pinch of a log of skoal to halt my prose