The Shelter (Freestyle)

Ill rip one off quick like tags on clothes
step out the whip smellin like bags of dro
offensive flow, like callin out spics from mexico


ah fuck it

i'm not about to start this shit but i'lll finish it.
deminish this and replenish my verbal abilities.
feelin these beats is easy writin shit down.
now when you create a random freestyle.
thats when your pressured oasis turns to a desert.
but i am ready and getting pleasure.
no matter an emcees level cause skill can never be measured.
never be broughten down by the criticism that people be givin.
i'm livin the way that i want not the way people say ui should.
gave my hood up for a chance then brought it back kept reppin my thugs.
never had to fuck wit a thug but had to carry a gun just for protection.
and as for you ctitic bitches the motivation you give me.
simply makes me move swiftly

crime defines me nah my past's behind me,
offenses wiped out.. like a DVD aint no rewinding,
so i take a step forward, with a monster's gait,
blow up explosive like a suicide bombers fate,
when im gettin so blown up you'll deflate,
battle me & afterwards scream 'RETAKE!, retake!'
you need another turn, only create two other burns,
you'll only eat the dirt these worms never learn

8 Mile? is this host a loser or does he ride Eminems willy
Fucka battle, if this was a fight you'd lose the tilly
This dude gets more dick riders on em than any rapper
So here's his happy ending as I leave him in the ever after.

WHEN did poets become rappers? yall decided to add attitude, U don't get claps you got laughter, i throw punches hard like i was turnin green and my clothes was rippin off
What country yall from, Ya english is fallin off, i dont give a fuck i aint even read the topic, but one of my lines refers to it, and just one of my lines is the hottest

wow i'm glad you got that off your chest
but in this kings castle no time for ur jest
balls to the wall cause u sportin no vest
that means ur backs to me in death u shall rest

aint fallin in love & what i know is this,
since bitches aint shit but ho's & tricks,
spit the dopest shit, with the coke in hits,
gettin clown noses but aint a joke in this,
if ya a hopeless bitch, find a poke in ribs,
tie ya up tight cause my rope is thick,
but hit it twice? dont hold ya breathe,
why r u still here, I already sold the meth,
gonna spend my riches til no gold is left,
keep ratchet jawing,get iced cold as death,
can shout & wail til ya dead im about to bail,
dumb ho.. all you need is money to stay out of jail

this is ridiculous, im sick with this
hideous feeling that im dealing with kids and shit
its pretty clear that even though im a stranger
like harrison ford im a clear and present danger
cuz im straight to the point like the edge of a razor
but the rainbow bitch i got nothing but praise for
as far as the rap it seems to reach a point where
you could pedal it faster and still youd never get there
the last dude to post just seems like a psychopath
bloodbaths have impact, but try for a second draft
if you were in the looney bin, theyd make a special brace
so they could put the straightjackets straight on your face
so they wouldnt have to hear your stupid psychotic rap
the only cord you need to pull is to flush it when you rap crap

im comin 4 the rookie of the year, the mvp and other trophies,
so toast me and act like u know me, if not then blow me,
can u do better? nah but if u cud, then show me,
not 1 wack verse, not 1 wack line
a stat thats that dont happen everytime,
but check my rap lines, u see how i attack w/ these ryhmes,
shoot with power the same way the gat's designed,
im gettin dramatic w/ mine cuz shit is gettin drastic this time,
if my shit drop, it wont flop, u'll be happy 2 rip off the plastic this time.
dont let the baby face fool you,
inside the mentality of an assassin,
im brash when i thrash anyone laughin,
cuz when im rappin im mashin,
the beat is the pussy and nigga im smashin.
if i dont come hard, then im soft, the beat escapes,
im a violate it cuz when i flow , its raped.
w/ the beat sound low, high or acapella, im still a problem,
the shine is mine,
murder me on my own track? nah wont let u rob him,
u better off bringin ya pistol to the studio and pop him,
cuz only the force of god can stop him,
go head and jack my shit and jot him,
cuz ppl imitate and copy what they admire,
u got me? the fame the riches is what im acquire
no need for gas or electricity to spread my fire!!!

Hand me the keys to the Cypher, don't need a Prayer to bring it back
Return the Hall Of Fame already, then it would be so fucken whack
In fact its just plain garbage, without it........what have we got?
we got more fucken threads open.......then people who actually drop
So stop treading water dude, cause some changes are sorely due
Do as I say or you'll be sorry, cause the blame is solely placed on you
return the thread that counts, otherwise the Cypher's going to bed
I aint typing this shit for fun....so son you better listen to what I said

yo,

im vain about coke and drugs,
smokin buds rolled up in 'dem coconut blunts//
cock-n-squeez peel fitted's off n' open nuts,
take the wallet n' then start takin off//
holdin up 5 drug stores for anti-psycho's-
psychotic, criminal minds the women find erotic,
not for profit, we use until we overdose,
feel the baseline slowly turn to comatose//
speakers pumpin up loud we always into somethin',
drugs n' fuckin wit fly hoes they alwas suckin...
no reprucussion-
weed puffin blowin mad clouds, thats how-
we do it when ou come to my house.
deadlest of virus insane like guilty pleads,
still it seems to be the crack code we follow on streets//
swllow a pill up or fill up-
on henessy- "RIDE like 2 pac and ROLL ON MY ENEMIES"...(quoted)
2 shots you wanna let the cops come in,
one in the leg another shot in the stomache,

i'm soothing minds moving this music everyday of the week
refusing to quit using drugs trying my best playing for keeps
all these dreams are just scenes that'll never come true
or so it seems because in another ones genes he's one too
my mind is one of a kind they say elevation is the key
i'm walking blind in rewind til this interrogation is at ease
through crossfire and barbed wire i'll do this til my death
never retire or get tired of doing this til my last breath..

The lowest denominator like you will get chased down by the terminator,
For ever,
I'll assist the governator, cause I'm a dissector, soon to be dictator, mutilator, can't wait to throw my next victim in an incinerator,
That's why niggas call me the hell merc,
Cause I can do my work when people order dirt,
I'd hide the substance under a girl's skirt,
The cops won't even know where it lurks,
I work faster than an pandemic,
Cause I'm fucking epic,
Stop whining like dick,
Pick a rifle and join my click

my pieces aren't humble they'll knock you out and wake you up
that a conscious punch. knocking you unconscious you stupid fuck
i empty clips in the air coaxed on by the support of booze
than laugh at any victims reported on the nightly news
spend enough for a forty in the cups of veteran bums
for their story and their glory of faded tales in the sun
shaded by nothing but the light hearts of others
everyone knows a fallen sister mother father or brother

Clearly, im the sickest person posted here in a minute/
Ya girl love me cause i got swag, but u to timid/
I hope u haters listen, or better yet read slow/
I aint the violent type but the 40 make em bleed slow/
I really dont need-no body to tell me cause i know i'm hot/
spent a hour in the mall tryna decide on whats shoes to cop/
Fuck it ima buy em all, i'm young so i gotta ball/
I know one day I'll prolly fall/
Til then head up, chest out standing tall....

I dont rap, im just a person that thinks to a beat
must have everything perfect, down to the last key
OCD,CDO im not sure
but what i do know is that i must write evry thought down, b4, my day can continue to roll
sum ppl call me crazy, others a maniac
so what if i walk up 2 ya sister an sell her pregnet ass crack
I'll die, come back and die again before you pass me
I'm at summit and still runnin past you like a track meet
my mind is racin, and i can only rap so fast
so imma hire little chinnese kids to type my raps
16 bars is all i need to kill you
imma monster, eatin you like a steak after I grill you
I'm nuts, a mass murderer of rap, like I kill jews
I say whats on my mind, wit no hesitation
thats why you cant beat me
I'll tell you what to say, and I promise you still couldnt defeat me

worst thang about rap, is deez half ass critics
i shoot dat fast at ya gimmics, while im hearin u dissin
1 more word outcha boy lips..n im pullin dem off
have u shook EVEN wit a cross, burry deez catz n leave' em lost
opa-locka is were im from niggaz...n i rep to da fullest
i step at ya bullys broad day n make it shake wit k bullets
stuck n dis world without a clue of when n where i b next
im more serious at audio pussy but still, beware of da text

i get blown away when im holdin' sway,
started with a B' then she rolled a J,
stay up until we at those golden gates,
break up & assemble til we old & grey,
tear up the place til we need a shoulder brace,
but until then partake in what we sold today,

Im the lyrical Hannibal Lecter spittin' bloody lyrical lecture Hip Hop's sieral killa
Thrilla in Manila Yun Nique blaze shit like godzilla droppin bombs like Sadom an evil Deceptacon
Can't withstand my golden arm I move more men the Farrakan
Bound by honor never puff Marajuana shit yall spittin is liteweight my flow heavy like broke water

Im a savage beast like the minotaur
Effecting lives like the menopause
Injecting knives to feel the force
Leavin blood stains on the kitchen floor
Heart pains from that bitchin whore
who im missin more, who im crying for
traped in her lure, who im dying for
pleading to the skies with a lion roar

mic check 1-2 check check check
i said mic check 1-2 check check check

though im a crazy writer when writing raps
my thoughts seems to go blank on this writing pad
my mind is flat, the pen in my hand, im setting it down
i got this heat inside my body and im letting it out
but wen i release this flame it connects to my mouth
so watch me spit fireballs as i check for the sound
it's that hip-hop music that encouraged my rhythm
and i'm sure you won't need hands to feel em
i give em something thats raw thru a straw to kill em
i ride with the crew til death, so if they fall, im wit em
see i aint just about battling cats, and handling raps
im about money money money, watch em hand me a sack
this raps just a hobby but i be making money off it
i'll have the honeys floss it and watch my money glossin
and all you dummies lost it cuz i came, took it and ran
don't get it wrong or misunderstood, understand?
u can say i rap with no reason, i just grind the letters
have sex with the words and use it to just rhyme whatever

first off let me start by tellin u niggas i dont
fuck with dem lame ass niggaz im n my zone
chillin wit wit da big dawgz never knew fear and...
dey loved me cause even though im small i still appeared man
my first hustle... was when i was a grown man,
listenin to grown man, tell me shit about dey grown man
1 day, i stubbled across a key of yay
chopped it mixed it sold it...damn i like bein paid
blah.......b/s

Ive entered the Shelter and beggining to spit
Tear the roof from this fucker and burn it to bits
Im turning out hits, straight Knockouts to fools
Yearning to piss with my cock out on dudes
Lockout these mules, this shelter is mine
Redesign and allign it with the pyramids eye
Use the cosmic flow as my lyricquid supply
Burn you with radiation, get a spiritual goodbye
Rap with imagination, My levels too high
Seeking damnation waiting for the devils reply
We born to die, So ill take you with me
Im the god of war, Planet Mars, Zodiac Aries
The Bullish Boar with granite bars from the canaries
And very rarely, do i leave enimies alive sparely
Ill carefully, plot grief for your family unfairly
merrely beef with a chief and get knocked down clearly
Loose teeth to this thief but im no tooth fairy
redifine belief for a brief moment so you can hear me
Ima gold leaf on this hip hop tree, and you fear me

These lackluster rappers be giving no kinda respect
With this wackness all around me, I'm feelin like Josh Peck
My lines combined with the sign o' the times
makes for digital wins and in the end, endless rhymes
Freestyle with me for a while and make a cypher out it
Cause if you bout it, I doubt that you will spit whack shit
That's it, bout finish this free rhyme with style
Pretty good for a dude who hasn't rhymed in a while.

i'll demolish anybody who think dey buildin on my landscape/if u dnt speak money fluent i'll get my accountant to translate/i been had tha drive i jus never planned to wrecc/boys pay attention wen i spit nigga i demand respect/if i dnt get it its a problem if u dnt give it ima take it/spit lyrical orgasims so da pleasure u cant fake it/yo girls heart i wont break it im gentle/why? cuz im tha best period no menstral/swagg fresher than a newborn flow sharper than a pencil/yall aint no real artist yall trace and im tha stencil/

nigga i stay on da block like pave up side walkz
play pussy n im let da magnun blow ya ass through da side wall
wholes n ya head like dry wall n itz my fault
u swimmin n deep waterz, im da net, boy dont get caught
sombody help me get dis big chunk on my wrist off
so i can make a quick call, n invite some bitchez to get off
im so sick yall...
call me swile flu cause my outbreak will have yall niggaz pissed off
i pop my shit off dont like drinkz dat twist off
n im gettin da good, da smoke dat make u sit dawg

it's called that piff dawg rollin and blowin cigarillos filled wit sticky weed covered in crystals don't give a fuck about a bitch i don't need an instrumental to shatter a bitches mentality i split mountains in two leaving your shirt red but when you came it was blue bitch that's enough said fuck the words we'll battle with tools duel til ya dome be lookin like there was a tornado that had sent trees through you dont even need a reason just to school a dude but i be on that ill shit like niggas catchin swine flu if i killed u its only because it was time to see me when I'm coming then get decapitated when i fly through why lie when it's impossible to hide truth i be anti-social as fuck cause i really just dont like dudes mother fuckers be talkin bout the same shit about five different times choose whats real from within, trust me i would fuck up any damu accept death or catch my fuckin sword to your chest dont think u want me in your nightmares givin u failure to rest niggas cant compete with the best dont make me pump a fuckin shotty and leave your computer a big mess you smoke stress i blow chronic like bronchitis hydro the h2o element got me clearin my sinuses aim the heater leaving dudes grills out of alignment

view the barer of ancient chinese secret as i refuse to tell
settin doom and sail with a gruesome tale of how i bomb shelters like nuclear shells
i post trauma and flat line across planes to stack dimes
but i still cant afford to pour the sense outta cracked minds
just another thread and post i chose to behead and toast
could let it roast but instead, i'll end it quick, callin forth the dead and ghosts

ok look, this is my first go around
but dont you ever think im gonna sit the fuck down
im gonna spit them out till i got no more
n when im done ill show you how to make a score
now heres a guy named after a condom
his names TroJan but i betcha he aint neva had one on him
he's proubly sitting out back right now with bubba himself
the fuckers screaming oh god plzzz.... stick it somewere else
he let himself go n tried to say
the shelta is his but its mine today
so why ya all actin cool and spitting it out
im gonna get myself a drink and watch ya all for now

authenticity, strictly written to the peak of his abilities
willingly feelin' feelings like vivid imagery
stick to riskin' heat, like liftin' and sellin' a hot peice
Then tellin' off police while it sits in your pockets seems

Caught in dreams, like loftin' in bed... cronic insomnia
Got you rockin' your head, while the thoughts are onta yeah
calmin' and raw. common or not... I'm hotter then colds
Rockin' the flaws, wearin' scars like a part of my cloths
Retarded? He knows, see yo he speaks flow like lethal
Injections of condescending words at you like you below
Free though... off of the keys like a fuckin' free throw
Still ringin' my head like maria carey after a c-note

I'll be quick too unload a full clip... with no motive
..................................
Hold it... I'm lien. Fuck it, a guns not even worth buyin'
I'll bring a knife to a gun fight with the intentions of dien
When your stressin' as I am... Ain't no reason for tryin'
I'd rather quit breathein' and start Bleedin' from my eye lids

Yeah, I define sick. Fucked in the head like blonde bitchs ...
.. involved in an orgy of aids... Infront of the wrong witness
And when the clock strickens, I'm rippin' the tops off 'em
You got the wrong thought... I'm talkin' where you put that cock in

Clash often;; Got tracks poppin' 'bout every trick I've fucked
Strict or rough it ain't nuthin' to the fuckin' list I've snuffed
I miss the cut, but the blood seepin' from the bitch's gut ...
.. was worth the three weekends tryin' to find another sadistic slut

I spit so fuckin hard i crack cement,got the crackheads fienin'
let em snort deze lines till dey minds start bleedin wit reason
Feelin ma self, ego's gleamin and teamin wit ma rhymes of semen
then spill it on deze pussies givin them extacy keep dreamin'
I stay leanin' on da concept of "dont tread on me" damnit man
Fake dicks get down on dey luck, i slap em wit ma right hand

oh how brilliant this prose of fake violence
should i ask you how all of the trials went?
id like to plant flowers on the graves of your victims
tell me again where it is i can visit them?
what does your mom think of violence against women?
do you think shed approve of this form of derision?
whens the last time you were proud of a poem?
do you like the way things are all goin?

when i see a battle i just say fuck it, jump up an kick a bitch straight in the nuggets
grab a lug wrench and tighten up your muthafuckin nuts
so ya walk like a chicken fucker buzzard with his neck cut
jumpin around with your head all floppy
like a half dead dried out opium poppy
i break shit like gi joe with a kung fu grip
and if you let your guard slip you know ill split your lip
make your face look like a open face roast beef sandwich with ketchup
then sit and think of a few more interesting ways to fuck you up
cuz im a hideous twisted blitzed out motherfucker
with a truck, no luck , im a pistolero sodbuster
billy bob with a swingblade and a giant can of raid
but my sweatpants are fully loaded
and my t-shirts are taylor made
i got class
put your ass in a glass and smash you like a backblast
from a bazooka or a harrier jet
make you sweat when i get you in a cargo net
cuz im crazy, cook peoples heads in my gravy
make the seals look like another branch of the navy
cuz im loco... cookoo for coco...
and even my crew jus go lemme do dolo

The irony is, KEYtrick CRITICS supports a fuckin' dyslexic
But at 44, alzheimers explains the mistakes that He texted

Luckily seven multiplied by five; So when I add a nine to the equation ...
.. the sum's a 44 year old dien 'cause this faggot actually tried hatin'

Now don't get it twisted... I'll merk anybody who fucks with Me
But most happen to be bitches... For example: Luckily

I could give a fuck if He's subtle... I make sure its implied
Turn up the bass and leave the treble. Yeah, You feelin' my vibe

Now if You concealin' Your pride, lets put the feelings aside
It's like do it or die, gramps... Make up your fuckin' mind

vayne faith your a classic case of fuckin brain waste
ill drain your veins and make art with your blood stains
you learned how to rap listening to mudvayne
if youre parents were smart, youd be a cumstain
the only flow you gots givin blo jos to homos
when they expandin your muthafuckin throat bones
im old its well known that im dusty as shit
but ill still dust your ass in a second
your such a queer faith ought to be your first name
challenge me? WHAT A FUCKIN LAME BRAIN!
ill blast you like gettin hit by a freight train
im a rott that shatters fuckin log chain
take a busta like you and humiliate you
cept that brain worms already ATE YOU

So I guess this is what happens when a 44 year old male starts beef...
Claims He's an artist, but the novic cant even afford His front teeth...
Works as a janitor and bought a domain name to display His "peice"
And thats: www.luckily77777.com ... for any of Y'all who wanna creep
The saddest part is... Man, You look like You're mentally retarded.
And the -About us- section deffinitly made Me laugh the hardest
"as the son of two art professionals... i have an extensive background in art..."
But Your mother was bi-polar and Your fauther left Her 'cause He got smart
"i grew up playing the saxophone and listening to the most classic rock"
Well that explains why Your grammars shit and Your art is an actual mop...
"and i still have yet to find a place in society, where i fit" ..........
.......... quick lesson:
Dont dress up like a fuckin' hippie, without teeth and expect acceptence

Fuckin' retard... Look,
I could throw wordplay, all day... in the worst way
Words make, hurt/pain like your first name worked in vayne
but herbs lame... swept up like dirt grains
And washed up as fuck like his art... "burnt cains"

ok look,


the beats moveing real fast i dont know if i can keep
up with the niggers i better just fall asleep
but comeon now why am i so bitchy
its cuz a godam bitch just had me eat her pussy
and guess what she says right after im done
im on my one time a month hunn
now come on bitch why you make me do that
if i had known i wouldnt a ate your fucking bitch cat
but now that i have might as well let ya know
it taste fucking horrible when the fuck did it snow
oh shit ya mean its really that white
damn what the fuck is wrong wit dis kite
its not fucking flying n were in a tornado
makeing me feel like eating a tomato
now i know that this shit aint really made since
i just so fucking bored i had to put in my cents

stanksta shut the fuck up, cant you see youre just a middle man?
youre in between me and this vayne prick , and youll end up in traction with a piddle pan
its alright cuz the fuckers just jealous of my hits on google
14000 vs 711, yeah im a public figure fool
you ought to kiss my ass instead of dissin me
that way you might even get some publicity

Reppin the 608 shit, murder nation
my guns don't clap, they give standing ovations
Impatient, with these players saying
the game is, not looking for rapping caucasians
face it, this is greatness
8-Mile flow, I can do this for days bitch
flow for weeks, you can call it menstruation
Talent so young, call me Honorius
Lines take you back, flow like a DeLorean
I'm victorious, growing like an accordion
notorious, never boring bitch
I'm gunna end this shit, but I will NEVER quit.