The Shelter (Freestyle)

Damn I'm fuckn hungry, is it lunch time yet
you fuckers probably thought I'd say I'd eat a vet
No fuck that, thats not enough to keep me going
Thats like saying in real life I'd gain life from a potion
Naw I'm seriously starving, I need some real food
no sweets have me barfing, gotta keep it sealed dude
Last nite I drank too much, not one, I keep it lush
the porcelain felt the touch, puked, contents flushed
Still went in to work tho, I need money for that work yo
Fuck it, time is up, rushing out to lunch and pur-ple

all u motherfuckers suck u seriously need a dick rest
i cant digest u rotten mcs cuz of all the cum fest
dont fucking test cuz theres no trial with me
i lock u str8 up in my prison of mad wordery
im wattery, my rhymes are like fish
u motherfucker are sharks shit
u smell the blood eveytime i kill a mic
and come to create your meal *sike*

shout out to nicole, brittany, billy and michael

yall left us soo soon, leaving a legacy
some of yall are unbeatable in the industry
your music, acting, commercials, and body run togethor like a track team
our thought for yall are passionate of heat in the eyez like laser beams
why dont you come back to visit us somehow
ten years down the road shit will be different with yall thinking wow!
just more bite the dust like elvis, pac, biggie, and many others to name
wish some how your music was brought back to the top in the game
ran over and forgotten for many but for some its jus like yesterday
so just think of your fans when you all miss the music each and every single day

hit up the burgerking drive through-
gimme the money, a double stacker and fries too,
oh- surprised you!
dont realise i got fire in my eyes,
so when i stare down my followers get prepared to bow,
how that soundin? mad money drownin
honeys askin for some more blow, ha we clownin-
jokin around- fuck im chokin the brown-brunette blonde call it foreplay-
no more said.

Everything said at this point is later written
Some dudes aint tellin truth, only fiction
Life is full of disappointments, but some thrills
To be a dope emcee it simply takes skills
The words a man speaks must be held
Even among the youth who have rebelled
Freedom comes from within, not corporate sponsored
Hip hop is an art, expression to be honored
Its a way to talk about your struggles and obstacles
Only the work you put in can success be possible
Expect to not always win, downfalls will happen
If you cant get up you'll be depressed with inaction

i'll put another buck on the streets,
money lender loan shark got ya name in black books'at i keep,
and i never tell a lie, its always the truth,
im still crooked like cops n polliticians its true,
but my mind is on the diamonds, minings code for heisting,
so when i mine for loot i keep my mind where the prize is,

Don't know what i was thinkin really random.....

A body embodied
An open casket
Ashes to ashes
Tears that weep
Covered ya sunglasses
Treasured memory kept
It always lasted
Prayin god guide me
A safe passage.

its hard to swallow but you force it down,
my niggas we run the town all the way from the top to the underground....
the people party like theres no tomorrow...
a tripple beam keep the cocaine scaled inside my barrio-
super mario, my niggas who the best-
i'll shoot through the net and hit a swisha sweet blunt like a lung in chest,

i do the best, work on a thread
crafty like the patterns on a bed
im so hi i feel like saturns on my head
close to the edge n back turned to death
u say ur bars are dope... mine are like meth
write nicer than u do with ur right, when i use my left
rather just write instead of use my breath
cuz i leave led dots like im doin a test
not nipples bt take 2, to ya chest
have a nice nights rest

Yo...
Hells been aranged to those Blind to the Facts,
So you can Tell that Ive changed through the Rhymes and the Raps..
...
Im Made to Rap it,
When I'm Blazin' Cabbage that Stank so Bad it Makes yer Facials Active-
As it Collapses yer Nasal Passage until yer Brain is Damaged..
I've Latley Had it wit Crazy Bastids,
Changin' the Game when there Lame and just a Waste of Talents...
...I'm High as Hell but Rhymin Well...
I'll put you Inside a cell where you can Try ta' Yell..
But you wont be Heard....In Two Ways....
Because your Flows Absured an Too Fake.
Choose Hate and you'll be Force to Lose Weight,
Ya fat fuck, Shape up or watch yer Crew Fade..
I Break up lots of Blue Haze,
Blue bags every New Day just to Stew Brains.
..Im Too Blunted Fuck....
I'll turn Two Hundred Bucks into a Huge Waste..
I was Born to bust it Sick, Go ta' war with Pumps an Clips-
But I'll Torture up you Kids cause I'm Sorta Just a Prick..
Lootin' Stores for Somthin Big, They Chose Inform and Bump the Switch-
Protrudin Forces Run to It so I'm Shootin' more than Just the Shit...
I Bust it Sick like Aids infested Orgasms, The Game is just for More Actin'
So Pay Attention to Blatent Wepons that Rage in Sentance War Anthems..
I was Born Rappin of Course Havok watch a Storm Happen if its Forced Action.
The Lords Had it, Its more Tragic I'll Abort Planets til the Floors Crackin.

so here i am with my family
ending the new years fashionably
kickin it like are priorities are on slow
old pops hard hearing so tv loud like an explo.....sian
fires going on right now with speeding trucks
get ya asses out there before the house gets extremely fucked
ablaze like the smoke coming outta the arsonist
doo's are hyped with coke on constant are drug addicts
get help with those desicions.....
......an those mental visions........

Thought I'd drop my last piece of 2009....
go through 365 days so let the hours rewind
It was such a long run to leave these cowards behind
They don't know the simple power of rhyme
So I shower the tower of lines, devour any out of your mind
and adjust the minute hand to the moment I did an..
continue to scribble jam the momentum on this paper mate...take the date, a 4 digit number; thunder will shake the place...
never make mistakes in my common written, I bombing this in
to fucking ground like Saddam was missing - Osama's vision
brought out... make sure my train of thought never blot out...
12 years an Industry slave... I finally got out.
Alot of hot mixtapes that are not out... or happening.
Old cats who left from the game are finally back again...
It's about the margin of skill no bargain or deal
the carpenters will of mechanics sparks the heart of the grill...
makes the Real Hip Hop harder to kill...
Feel like a Mercenary that 90's music hired out to target the real
But it's not like it's far from the seal ..
It was peeled off, discarded until Hip Hop had a market appeal
Now nothing really happened this year..
but this here? is a new revelation...... the fore-front of tyranny's celebration
where elevation's beyond the visual meditation
of it's education brought by a lyrical demonstration...
my pen is racing across the page... as my thoughts engage
the topic stage, ta' concepts I'm popping off of the top for days
I'm not amazed... by the talent I've seen so
It almost seems no, other dope emcee's will achieve gold
But we breath and conceive soul... elemental properties
properly formatted, we stop & go more rabid...
The option before addict, the temptation of the ritual
scripted, intentional... through it's isometric dimensional
Gate... 9 minutes, wait... still have some things on my mind...
How like...part of the year we saw the swings of design
Lyrics bring through a line... an Imitation of Sphinx - it's combined
with the art of it's own conclusion lifting links from the rhyme
So we think it's a sign... to see those hours again...
The towering trend... of socialites who's powers descend
The alternative cycle that has showered ta' pen...
& Illuminated the future for 2010..




Pz...

it aint dope its crack you fiend for,
fight a mental battle like havin a dream war,
people in the stands'll shatter the scene floor,
like sittin in strip clubs im wantin to see more,

ive been poor, fuck i still am but i got cash,
lookin for a hot ass.... with some mob class,
get ya hard hat...only time i talk is to drop cats,
i got your mom tellin you tell him to stop that.....

Some of the best never the less never the least we never leaving
Instead of the rest whatever the test to whoever breathing
Raps Battle they be ready I'm better then everybody I know
Leading me to believe these enemies can't see me no more
No matter whatever anybody says about us we got our game tight
Fresh with the swagger sharp as a dagger G rock the chains right
Step in the spot light straight up to the mic
Recite the rhymes we write with the rhythms they like
Besides the hype the feeling we get is so incredible
We don't give a fuck about nothing when we let it flow
It's so cold I don't think no one would know
If I go solo slow no no no no no no no
It's hot I feel like I'm going to explode
This is for the soldiers rolling out of control

now im walkin in the valley of death
amongst the killers all the robbers n the junkys on meth
the needle lovers
i look about n i see a couple niggas
fewer niggas stayin quiet r da true killas
prison games, da rules of da cage are simple
two niggas rock, n you hit one in the temple
move about with stamina, boxin like an amature
its a shame your a wimp though
death is easy, jus stab him n his chest is weezy
he's layin in da blood beneath me
kippin wid da worms n da weepy
jus gun buck him, concusion makes him rest wid da sleepy
its best dat you leave me before dey blow ya mouth wide
dey'll leave you 6 foot deep in da south side
no chalk outlines, your bodys decomposed in the dirt
you shoulda thought twice before you chose to be burst
dem otha niggas? dey we're toed ina herse
i let der boys know dat im known to be worse
cold eyes stare now ya niggas are alert
rushed to a&e fam dey we're shown to a nurse
as dey lurk in da dark hoody up wit da clava
scopes on dey mark but dey after ur father
jump out da bushes, dey eyes on da prize
dey blaST atcha lungs so ya lifes on the line
WHO SHOT YA? seperate the weak from da bitches
i hate dem niggas dat be speakin to snitches
dey look at me like, whats beef?
beef is where i knock ya teeth out like ya dentist
beef is when da snub'll reach out till we end dis
beef is when, i see you, you see me
from the bottom of ya graves cos ya made to be breathless
stop actin wreckless pussyhole correct shit

i simply fucken enjoy everyone here prewrites
but most of you motherfuckers actually bite
some of y'all making huge ass end rhymes
seems like your giving your freestyle some time
i dont really know what to spit
but y'all better make sure you dont get hit
i actually do this off the top of my dome
to bad i busted yours off with my chrome
bumpin some papoose while im delivering this
and i dont really know what i can rhyme with this
im typing as i think and i dont back space
cuz im always lookin foward like i got that ace
that didnt even make sense but at least im not a bitch
i really freestyled this shit without pausin to itch
ironically i really have to itch my leg
but imma finish this one off and take the top peg

I went Back to the Top like Pookie went back to da Rock/
i'm after you haters,u faker than the skin on ur Gators,no time to call the Cops when i Pop Shots at ur Crocs/
Pump Clips at ur Neighbors,we kill ur mom,Pops and u with the Ruger,Draw Quicker than Andy Azula /
than we need to get the Mop and the Broom out,kill any snichtes that can Point the Finga/
Boy startin all kinds of Rumors,boy Smells Fishier than Tuna/
Kid Needs to get Schooled like that Radio Dude Played by Cuba/
Blacker than a Puma,Faster than a Cougar,Bump ya on the Head like a Brain Tumor/
or a Pimple Cream Remover,i'm a Master Hitman,with a Bacholers as a Sharpshooter/
of the African Nation,Leader of the Hart Foundation,Presidents of MC Assasinations/

I'm past, but ya bastards hating..
@ last, with the mask of satan...
harass, any cat who's waiting.. to rap, I'm a bash his face in..
Fuck a clip' an a gat, I'm quick to react ruthlessly
flip n' a track, sick n then dip in the back to MC's..
who think they can rap... who is he?
You should be, lucky I've even opened the door.. .
for you the poke in ya neck..
I ain't jokin', ya rep... get broken, no provoking respect
I'm doper, eloping the text - hope it connects
like Newly Weds, truly the Uber Head.. I'm the dude,
Interview wit' Hip Hop in the making..
I'm tip top, no mistaking.... I spit hot but forsaken
For fires I've started, whether high or retarded
I still kick it, the ill - flip it until this is instilled in kids...
skills, like a real gymnast.. I, go off the balance beams
and challenge teams.. show em' a nostalgic style of ta' wildest dreams
You fucking cougars, Professor Klump' n rulers measuring distance..
I treasure resistance... n kill, the head in instant until...
He's dead from a distance.. bed, plus so medic assistance
pathetic a diss is, a thread full of bitches who've said they was
better but this isn't... a time to exaggerate..

look at me Fly and you see what the Purp do,weed puts me at peace, so why do i want to hurt u?/
bullyin you Urkel's,while blowin smoke that is Purple,Passin it around this Thread like a Sewing Circle/
ur body stinks from the Death and Decay,i'm a Hood Nigga who Stays in My Projects like i'm tryin to get an A/

Catch me on your block dont test me// find me with a couple clips, 2 9's like gretskii// sitting first class where them private jets be// flying to an island to rob them jet skis// Im responsible for showing niggas im the best, if they think not awk// im lasing theyre forehead with that thick read dot//bang// yes its me fresh out the pot// sold double right on ya block// run up in ya spot// just me no mask, and that big ol'glock// Leave a hole in your chest the size of a classroom clock

ya imma killer bee man i swarm
with a wu tang sword on mah back
rhymes greater than any of those "acts" you've preformed
Man i slam, mics right into the pavement
bust out an uzi in your arrangement
called me the disruptor man i just stomp
flow nastier than anything in the swamp
and i just flow, guidin all just like a maestro
stab ya in a hotel shower, call me phsyco

i'm da Killer Duck so You'll Dead,My Levels Higher than the Eyebrow on da Rocks Forehead/
Police Report says theres 4 Dead,they Hit Rock Bottom with there Heads Imbeded in the Floorbed/
last Seen on the Scene was a Corvet,with Torrent Guns like a War Jet/
Forefit ur Money to the Needed, your Greatest Claims get Defeated/

Envious people on ya tail while ya chasin dollas/
Haters recruitin every time that you earn a comma/
From Obama to Osama n everything in between/
A day I wake up is another day to get green/
If ya mixin n mastering or gettin that 9 to 5 in/
Keep ya head up playa and never stop grindin/
From Texas n Oklahoma to Cali or New York/
Depression or not, survivings the new sport/

Killed that shit fam^^

If its not haters or pussies its the fuckin police
Breathin down my neck like I'm tuckin no piece
I'm still puffin my keefe n u suckin yo teeth
Most of y'all fake only get tough when u speak
Rap seems to have gone so far jus look at these e thugs
not everyone grew up in the ghetto so it mus b drugs
U jus need hugs from ur mother n father, u need love
Put down the mic n I bet u stop talkin bout money weed slugs

Killed that shit fam^^

If its not haters or pussies its the fuckin police
Breathin down my neck like I'm tuckin no piece
I'm still puffin my keefe n u suckin yo teeth
Most of y'all fake only get tough when u speak
Rap seems to have gone so far jus look at these e thugs
not everyone grew up in the ghetto so it mus b drugs
U jus need hugs from ur mother n father, u need love
Put down the mic n I bet u stop talkin bout money weed slugs

Who am I, i'm the Duck so you know i'm Fly/
This Dirty Bird Level So High you Can't even Look Up Without Gettin Shit in your Eye/
and i'm the King of da Tribe,Reign Longer than a Piece of Stride/
I Spit it Out and Get Named da winner,Fat From Eatin MC's, u could Never be Thinner/
Undeclared Dollars gets me Ice for the Winter,Under da Table like the Dog at Christmas Dinner/

D4's a lion broke off da leash so you know I'm a beast
from the stroller till disceased. yup..no bolder mc
I don't swim on the mainstream.
who always talk about 24's and the hoes.
not what they know but their clothes.
they just put pot holes in the road of hip hop
don't need to grip glocks, just bag'em....zip lock.
I'm clever, quick, fox, I never get dropped
underated, hated
because my enemies take ten shots then get "hanged-over" intox-icated

lights still flickering from the watt ussage
torture device, render yall niggas useless
count ya niggas blessings cause i drown fake martyrs
your time has come and gone just like harry potters

let the call ring, let it drown ya ears
i've been pranked pastwise by da queers
locate the numeric value code
from nikkas that R geeked up on kush mode
i need ounces to eaze that nerve
catalytic converters is my exhaustation o'derve
hungry for more, knock right here
name ya blixen afta my fixen, rein deer

Last Name -"For Get It," First Name "Whatever"
Might Be Here With You, But Not In It Together!
Shoulda Seen It Comin' Shoulda Paid Attention,
Left You In Suspense, The Truths Hard To Mention.
Cop You For A Tenna, Like Singer Stretchin Vocals,
I Am One Of The Greatest, Rised From All The Locals.
They Say I Look Like A Martin, Less Like The Luthor,
Mixture Of The Malcum, And Anything Else Ya Use Ta.
Preecher Broke The Silence, Broken All The Rules,
Student Over Master, Kids Runnin The Schools.
Too Many Convicts, Just Chasin After Forgiveness,
Theres Only 2 Types Off People, Guilty And The Witness.
Came Into This World With Nothing. Still Got It Left
But No Use In Complaining, Just Wastin My Breath.
I Raged Through The Poor, Broke Open The Riches
Balled With All The Ballers, Fucked With All The Bitches
Face For The Papers, You Wont Know What Hit Ya'
Your Just Like All The Rest, Tryna Cop A Picture!

Welcome To My World, You Live On My Streets,
The Birds That Sing, Do So To The Sound Of My Beat.
Tip Toe Around, Trying Not To Make A Sound
Head To High In The Clouds, Put You Feet On The Ground
Lives To Short For Games, No Ones To Blame,
In The Cause, All Was Lost In Vain, In Your Name
Time To Grow Up Stop The Storys And Lies,
Could You Say You Lived YOu Life? The Day You Die?!!

Fucking tired of coming after these schmoes
I'm the capital joe, rapping like the masterful pro
That's gonna show, how to fucking spit a key...
didn't he, just fuck up? yeah well lyrically... they
don't seem to have a grasp, just a rapid dash of the industry..
so it's no wonder, they ain't interesting... but instantly
I'm hearing a whole barrage, of a no flowing mirage
cold, showing ya flaws, oh no - hold the applause
I'm so, over the gods of the cipher now it's wearing me out...
clearly count, the amount of idiots who's here to be down...
needs to be wearing a crown, with the B.K imprint intact...
Cause I'm sick of the rap, you kids kick in the chat
It's as simple as that... get a new cadence and run with it.
Don't stumble, ever try to be humble or mumble shit.
Or you'll crumble under the thunder, it's more like advice than a warning..
See the lights when it's storming, run for your life cause it's forming..
It's dark outside.. n' you don't see THAT kind of night in the morning..
Or at all', I'm sure of what I saw...
I'm the law, like Johnny... omnidirectional... Army professional..
Saw me, inside the cell of correctional, facilities soliciting lyric abilities
Wu-tang... the killer bee's, most illest of real MCs

I built this ta feel them dream, weather facades when Karma Embarks
Id perish for your higher causes... so you can Applaude the Sparticus Heart.
I brought my armor but not to settle as mentle Savages
I set to ashes this shell in part to Alchemical Practices
Hermetic Emerald Tablets guide an immpossible goal
Not lead into Gold, Yet a true path for one to uncover in the Philosophers Stone.
A Mark of the soul, the martyr of old which is chained to curse.
Break the chain, make the change..Design your own universe.

Lazy Im just lazing, I'm dead theres no raising
instead my eyes fazing, red tears 'cross, tracing
Gettin paid to lay up, stay up, and get better
I get the check, no disrespect and a thank you letter
Only wish I hadnt fucked up my health, well, as you can tell,
the prognosis meds upped dosage and just sit for a spell
the shell's got achilles so get wells and mattress Sealeys
tempurmedic, price is redic, the bed springs is what will see these
bones contact, interact with the sheets
comforter, I'll comfort her, she splits on top, we rock to beats

when i write, i leave nothing left
n tonight, might just be my best
super fly, might just need a nest
its too easy, please i need a test
raise my hand, praise the champ
say the chant, or hate what u cant
do or even try to
i did it in 1 when ur on Try 2
my crew shoots on my cue
so stay away from my view
for Bucks ill change u into a red hue
my shots good, i Michael Redd you

youre a beast with flows...
hoes you got em by the dozens,
but im a vet,
i put bitches and beasts to sleep,im that rugged,
so how you gonna talk shit,
when its plain to see you aint hot,
i elevate every aspect of my life...
shit youre still on the same block,
beef, you dont want it wit me..
i put a hole in your head the size of Africa,
and leave you in the Dead Sea...
niggas they act up
when they got boys to defend em,
but you still act like a bitch-
and you play the part splendid,
so judging by your 12 id say that you wasnt bad,
but ima still son you
like the father that you never had,
ill close this like a case,
the files been made and packed up,
and i dont need to punch your stomache-
to leave you head down and ass up.

Dilligant spitten, quick to Kill'um with writtens...Im,
grippen tite on bitches windpipes supply'n a knike & given stitches,
This the evolution of the illest, effecting raps, Ima villain,
Ima pill poppin windmill and still rockin & rippen disses,
ryhme design reveals illness with a sealed bottomless distance
elemininating fakes is my consitant mission,The snake like vixon

my flow iz crazy shittin, he said he can bet me? he may b kiddin
bust a nut on ya back pocket so now u baby sittin
i got a lions heart,u got a bitch's clit, and bitch's tits
im to raw,... to ru paul ur equivilant
im killin it, blood im spillin it, call a doc
i pack verizon wireless glocks,im really callin shots
im scaldin hot...steamin mad...soakin pissed
i tote a fif to leav ya frozen stiff got ya motionless
im emotionless, listerine flow..its so intense
like old tires in da ice...its no controllin this

I'm opposite of overrated but rise over the raters
right when I close my statements I open the eyes of haters
climb over them and the land they lye over
reside closer and their "mad happy" their near me, bipolar
enemies I ride over... in a wide stroller
and eat the beef n pick it out of my mollers
my shoulders, are frostbitten
now quite colder
than a reject covered with more snow
than people in the city he reps
I don't need to preach or speak less
just need to reach press
and tell them their worlds dead and gone, deep rest
see vets, any opponent I reach, he's wrecked!

im sick and tired, of being the one who
comes home wired, to a bitching female
whos nothing but a liar, im so fired, up
ready to blow the tires, off this bitch
turn the switch, off and let the smoke go
in the air as her body twitch, til she dead
lay her in a ditch, bury the evidence with her
the vision is quite scary, but i'm willing to
kill the one i married, carry, her to the location
its very, hard to do this..