Re: The Shelter (Freestyle)
I am integrating, dialect thats hesitating,
for the purpose of not being worthless
without beats, while levitating
my style is side profile, swisher within a smile
You can call me an intermediate pothead
I wear the badge with no denial
Its been a while, since I've passed through
I'll turn the style like ticket aisles, pass you
smack ya with what produces a child, mast too
rip your heart out, mortal kombat. This ain't no shaq fu.
Re: The Shelter (Freestyle)
they say i need a ghost rider but nobody is as ghost as me
this is poetry in motion nickname this shit floetry
0-4 in the frontlines u aint supposed to notice me
but when its crunch time on punchlines nobody come as cold as me
Have these fake fucks lookin for a new outlet..I suggest start singin like Jodeci
take time to address him? he across the globe to me
done wit the fake txt no more speakin AR's and teks
done cursin at niggas, still these bars are hexed
still willin to let the blood flow like i ajared sum necks
call me ace, i'll forever call ya bluff so plz tell me whose next
I dont demant respect, I command respect
u claimin that u leave my girls sheets wet
ima have to titen up the leash ur collars gettin looser than a vee neck
but im quick to pounce on that ass faster than wal mart bounce checks
the shit can get very scary
wut u know bout seein your best friends name in the obituaries
jus tryna make a foundation u can call me the architect
i spit gasoline, bitches plead dont spark his breath
not the type to toot his own horn but i've sparred the best
killed the non believers and i scarred the rest
more clever than that lil white boy that got left home alone
niggas think they wit it cuz their bitch got them a mobile fone
and u aint on the level of EM jus cuz u rappin out a mobile home
if the world consisted of lames like y'all i'd rather roam alone
age is nuthin but a number and mentally I am way too grown
u aint nuthin like a boss till u control your own
I dont need a full clip to control the thrown
but I will use a full clip to expose ur dome
i know i said I'm done speakin on neeners
more than one way to skin a cat...fuck it, I'm voorhees wit meat cleavers
wont stop there...open your chest so niggas can see that your heartless
just another bitch made faggot that wanna become an artist
I agree these niggas ball hog but their asses up like a center (football)
no homo, they jus outdated like suspenders
can't go the distance wit my squad, they're jus sprinters
can never start for my squad their ass steady catch splinters
These cats aint got no punchlines, hooks and cant parry right (boxing)
this is off my head so plz believe when i write it is very nice
fuck wit the money train ur on track to catch more bullets than jerry rice
this was made for the real niggas so i dont expect y'all to smell me rite
Re: The Shelter (Freestyle)
As much as I smoke, when I spit its smoke signals
don't like coke, the drips are annoying like loud thimbels
I rep the culture, I'm no vulture, shit no plans to drop on wax
blue collar, south from blue scholars, regions talent keeps me from being lax
this a hobby, y'all can knock me, few are strong enough to drop me
but those few, are slow dude, I'll dodge em like a slow jalopy
but enough self boasting, I'm west coasting, contrary to whats said
the PNWs alive, filled with pride, the west in the name is not misled
See its funny to me how I switch up styles like low income workers switch up tiles
I rep a melting pot of faces where most differences brushed off with a smile
I traveled the globe, amelia airheart, no bermuda triangle, kids got rare smarts
maybe thats the reason I'm so versatile and change up like scared starts
Re: The Shelter (Freestyle)
It's like musical chairs..
Who sits next, I'm confused and prepared.
In directions we refusing to stare, using despair,
As an excuse we just wear, some refusing repairs.
New in the square, taking criticism to vibrant extents.
Striving to vent, extending to violent contents.
Til the violence descents, let me speak to the masses.
Who's guilty of this, as I sweep through the ashes.
Weaving the madness, til your at full speed crashing.
I'm sick of this shit, diaper rashing cuz elevation tips.
Come to grips, we're all trying to ventilate our scripts.
In this foundation, shit...
Re: The Shelter (Freestyle)
early morning i hear the screams of the wind moaning
beating against my windows with dirty fists the walls groaning
i held my kids real close to ghost the sounds of there screams
hopefully i could help coax them back to there bountiful dreams
they need to escape the storms thatve torn and raped a community
only in sleep before the storms peak could we come together in unity
were usually to self centered as a society to worry about others
until the category four winds bends cement and the waves smother
take cover cause the storms gonna ravage galveston all night
rest in peace and all my love goes to those of us who felt IKE
RIP hurrican IKE victims
Re: The Shelter (Freestyle)
Its more than just a hobby or pasttime
I'm up in the lobby, sparking up the grass fine
they be blind, to the times, due to crimes
that never bind, to the whine, they'll never shine,
sunshine can't find it
While us that can are reminded everyday
that we can elevate are minds and climb above the fray
they can try to make you stay, but fight back full force
they will never be clever enough to make me alter course
and so forth and so its said, on and on until I'm dead
a day that some people dread but stoner chicks would give head
for now at the pinnacle...but must be critical
at the least I'd expect MJ to be passed by the liberals
but we keep waiting, while they run staying in placement
I don't know about you but I got a few plants in the basement
that would love some natural light, hell its just a pretty sight
who wouldn't want to have some contraband, banding the house tight
by the name of widow white, and its what is right
its my constitutional right
but the constitution loses might
by these institutional in-fights, over dislikes
and PR Bytes
this mess isn't bright, let me shed some light
if marijuana was legalized, recession gone overnight
Re: The Shelter (Freestyle)
ayo this is sad, im like a man with no dreams
im like the dead, no 1 cares , im like, down on my knees
o please, jeeze, let me freeze in peace,, im in the freezer
fingures wer crossed,but still hit me in the liver
felt pain no gain, untill i saw no more man
next thing i know-was in the freezer seeing deaths plan
oh damn , y did i hav to die, i was not shy, i cud hav taken death down
now i regret , done smoking cigarettes,
i go to the freezer , nd i c my own ligaments
Re: The Shelter (Freestyle)
ive had trouble enough-
without you motherfuckers lookin for another goddamn bubble to bust.
freestyles, yo they come just as fast as the slugs- got you pumped up lookin like an actor on drugs...
im practicaly nuts- at strip clubs chokin a slut, with big coconuts plus i got some coke to be snuffed......
yeah, i done opened it up- cus i got you all feeling my style like a blow to your nuts.
left jabs or an uppercut will open a cut, why you even bother battlin you babblin fuck?
your rappin it sucks, stand up and exit the room- ill get inside you like Steve Seagal and exit your wounds...my respectable goons are strappin the stage with C4 so when the mic explodes it deafens the room..
Re: The Shelter (Freestyle)
^ ha, yeah ... definite doom
That's imminent death, nothing left to presume
Slice the flesh, ..leave the body consecutive wounds'
9 months, stepped from the womb and the umbilical cord was chopped in half;
on top of that, whatever I drop in rap -
Not to be fucked with, Celph Taut the thought of rocking a punk an'
Knocking him up is inviting, The poise don of music
I ride violent, with the sides of a cue stick stuck in the organ
Knuckle fucking a whore in a open, hoping she doesn't cry
or have an abortion, mad of battling dork's in the cipher
with forks I ride up, hiding behind the side of the car
my eyes are wide, deciding if ya'll is worth the cylinder of the weapon I carry
the weapon is near me, the perception of death isn't scary
enough for me to succumb to anxiety, "I" decide if we -
are going on not, Motorola holding on close to my watch .. & Looking
for victim's to strangle, on camera capture 6 different angles
of torture.. mangle' & torch ya' .. whole estate; drag ya mandible closer
to the Cannibals toaster, Hannibal animal - a man of Tyrannical cultures
Formula quarantine... I'm wolverine, equipped with a shoulder beam
The size of a barrel', Raps Kilimanjaro apostle
flare up ya nostrils' - act like you'll do shit - but that's a lie
facts aside, I'm the cat you new jacks realize is the greatest..
Re: The Shelter (Freestyle)
It's because of this greatness, that I've grown to hate this
Emotionally fucked of all matters, like the heart of a rapist
One minute escape it but of course - it constantly comes back
So while I'm writing dumb raps, for soon to come tracks
....It's a done wrap, while I'm reaching high levels to stun that
At the point of my life, maybe I should settle down and quit
But I don't want to be worth an ounce of piss- surrounded. shit..
The thought alone makes me sick, while I imagine the rest-
Goons of confused lives with staggering stress - it's a mess...
Re: The Shelter (Freestyle)
Logical I remain, vipers tongue, runways planes
bombing runs on these lames, supplied from the mainframe
shameful, how they wildin out, when in tha house they tame
never mind no respect, techniques tiger and crane
eject making wrecks, fuck your text with no shame,
I'm tended from the goals, but my souls in the game
my holes are in 1, but under-par not to blame
I've only just begun, a star shining in the rain
Re: The Shelter (Freestyle)
^^^so far can't complain, i'll start insane
stars shine equal in the rain as a desert plain
i'll spit again for the champagne and cocaine
this cunt above, fuck it, i'll bring him mo' pain
your holes are in one? i think i can guess which
i'm the rhyme spendthrift you're in the the dress, bitch
the next hit? .... ya'll know it's my fresh shit
under par? that's the same as sub-par.... fuck-arr!
run-the-tarmac ......... lyrical arse-slap
but i'm getting tired so i'm gon' hit the sack
Re: The Shelter (Freestyle)
This and that... hustle a dime, ..& come with a nickle back
if you're smart enough for the business you can make triple that
I'm sick of rap.. but I don't plan to change for the fickle cat'
so I'm a rob the business until my pocket's are "Hippo" fat. -
fucking sicko', - a Diplomat; riding up in the cut-less
A Metaphor for my greatness cause nothing else is above this
In the club seeing bubble butts by the bunches
And all you have to do if you're at the bar's buy em punch...shiiit.
I'm chill mellow, but if you wanna see real metal
meet my steel fellow & know the deal when you feel ammo' ( Blaow )
Fucking run of the mill rappers acting all hard & shit
& then avoid the consequences of subsequent arguments -
Come in here, tell the story like they were the rowdy ones.
to get some sort of approval from other nerds that chill around with them.
Re: The Shelter (Freestyle)
around with them^, so I won't ground my pen, I'll let it breathe for a sec
believe me on sets I'm the essence been neglected n needed for breath
I see 40 n celph goin hard with no fake raps
and fuck the haters or the losses in front lines, glad to see my dude Ace back
save raps, about dumb shit like shootin ur brother man
get another plan, before the forceflex trash bag on ur head n ur smothered man
i love it man, getting on a mic for a sec and writing a set
wether its just to reply in a jest or its topic is focused on life and sum death
gotta stay active for elevation when theres hella hating around
stick with those confused flows and confined modes, ur not breaking no ground
Fuck gloves when these punks up I'm going straight for the throat
rather take a bit of my day for a quote than take it outside for a break for a smoke
on the mic im doing smoking enough, my torch worse
everytime lyrics aired thru the sky leave the mic broke n chord burnt
Re: The Shelter (Freestyle)
Well I Roar Worst..This isnt Rap...Shits a Born Curse
Even when I poured out the plecenta... I came Horns First..
..Dose Blotter, Chipped off the block when pops got Off Again
Ever since Ive been Dilauded an Droppin Scotch with 4 Kilonipin ..
...Dont Worship me yall, Im not the Type to Adore Love
Im the Type to Store Guns on more drugs than your bedside Whore Does..
..More Rum!!! Im Sure Numb an Ready for the Gore son..
I was Born Thumping wit War Drums coming out the Forest covered in Orcs Blood..
..Who really wants to Piss Off Biggs?.. some of you no better than Rip- Off, Kids
But...When I hit ya, yer looking at the back of yer pockets like Criss-Cross Did
Ha...
The Doctors in the Office wit the Blotters in my Pocket-
For the Monsters in my Closet and Haunted Mosoleum..
Ima Prophet in the Cockpit that will fire off the Rockets-
At these un-retired Mocksmen Dropping Squat while we were Sleeping..
..My broken dreams is what provoking me to roll up on the Leafs
Great Emcees grow on trees...how long have yall been smoking on the Weed?
..I handle bars like Man-I-Jars All the way from Zanzibar
That will blast yer car wit a Mac thats logged over the Top of my Handle Bars..
Yo..
I,,,,'ll Turn my Battle Droids into Battle Toys....
Then hurl them as Asteroids and leave your Earth Half Destroyed.