The Shelter (Freestyle)

Yo dose im drunk as fuck, the pump will bust if ur on my dick
I'm the type to slice a guys throat quick if his mongrel trips
yo, i write till the screen starts swayin n movin
im not paid in this movement but the fame makes me
continue to keep paraphrasin my music, based on the tribulations of truents
Im guilty of being anxious, but my nose clean, theres no girl
i got enough enemies trying to drag me down in this cold world
the old pearls are exchanged to platinum thats makes n breaks hearts quick
only way to afford it is pullin triple shifts close to death on the graveyard shift

Work a Graveyard shift?^^Thats Because we are just a Slave on Ships..
But Ive been a Glitch on the Radar Since the truth left my Cage Un-Hitched.
These Depictions are Great Art Spawning Spits for Dopplegangers
Shit My Wraps'll Slay ya like a mummy from level 6 Of CastleVania
..No Bodys toppin' it this Apocalypse on some Marvel Comic Shit
Ima Special Oprative and not even The Thing could ever Rock wit it
Now yer not so Talkitive can ya get on with the Jogging Shit?
..Just walk a mile in my shoes then Put a Fucking Sock in it..

Non operative, yeah ... I like the feeling,
I'm the type with a knife concealed in, my art of expression
hard, a part of depression and postmortem
for the card of contesting my method of music
the best, infested with students in desks expressing influences
to the rest of the newbies with a sync of debating the cause...
I'm jaded, deflatable claws that blow up like inflatable dolls...
Have mated my jaws... Cross bread with a saber tooth
Putting down payment on foundation of it - and then I raise the roof
blazed the booth - sitting @ the ticket outlet with aged recruits
of the genre, that's proof - That I'm been duped into karma
I don't believe in the what goes around shit... depends on how minimal..
The act has to be before I am labeled a criminal
unstable & cynical I can't be trusted with my own thoughts
I watch my soul rot; A co-existed foe that my flow jots..
on the paper... I don't march in the favor of treachery
respectively, I've learned from the arch to know if there's death for me
to come, I don't run - I stand in it's path acceptingly
and re-route the root of my suit polluted decrepitly
see the light of day when the night of play tries to hide away
I'm a say, I'll be ready for it - inside my prey

^^hey! alive today, come the weekend can't say
strive to stray from the beaten pathway
they exclaim! and wonder how i write wicked?
pray for rain when i chunder on yr white picket
stay insane, rock it with finesse, yes?
how he keeps it this fresh is any cunt's best guess
farfetched - the bar streched three time zones
leavin' minds blown shootya hand off yr iphone
i'm known for droppin' shit like a pinecone
shine like a rhinestone, always find my way home
whether blind drunk, way stoned, trippin' - all fine
i'm out, yo, i'll leave the next punk kickin' more rhymeZ

niggas talk about 'popping', when they fingers never touched a trigger
quit speaking out the side of your necks, before I bust your figure
get a topic niggas, write off that and than call your shit dope
cause at the route you going niggas, you wouldnt get signed to interscope
just slit your throat, we're sick of reading your wack rhymes
that gangster shit been played out niggas, acting like you pack nines
when you probably sit at the corner, trying to wave at dymes
it's pathetic, sad niggas come on the net want to take it over
you in front of a screen niggas, you really won't get any closer
so write real shit, take history and make it into a dope rap
be creative when writing, make it worth the 2 dollar notepad
we don't want to hear how you slang crack, we don't know you
never seen you sell any bags before, or what you go through
just dead it niggas, this isn't only about that trap music
it's for any nigga who writes like that, the ones who use it
disrespect hip-hop and abuse it, do like Em and just lose it
before my shoe gets jammed in your ass, this isn't no joke
this isn't no turtle race, you niggas aren't fast enough for those slow pokes
and this isn't about punches, it's just stating a fact
cuz truthfully niggas, this whole board hates when you rap
cover your faces and get back, i'm throwing m-80's on your tracks.....

Save a rap? I don't think I look like an Asian cat
but when it comes to amazing tracks, that's where my calculations at'
Never a giving moment to own it, yes - I do so
move slow, think fast and produce no opportunity
a cock in two or three other mistresses with an open mouth
scope it out, like it's security in a broken house
and yes, I attack it... snatch off the jeans and designer jacket
then buy it back if she tries to ask if I tried to smash it
I'm fucking disgusting and that's my personal opinion
I've such a fascination for ass I'd end up killing
women and children to get to it like it was crack or something..
So much ass it's like the booty broke her back or something
She hunching over with fries & a diet soda
and so uh, I showed her the whole of my coiled up cock and exposed ta'
The little slut to a little T&A, she screamed and ran away
like Anime, school girls in Japanese Animation'
I actually had a place in the movement of Chikan interaction
different asses, I placed a grip on the chick and smacked it

after I smashed it, went home and made a nigga his own casket
out of a basket and some gown fabric, I gotta let him have it
so i'm sitting in the living room, nigga on my mind the whole time
heard he was from RB and he stole rhymes, got money like goldmines
pacing back and forth swinging my arms in every direction
yea he was known, heard this nigga got several connections
but in his bed he'll be resting, put on my vest started debatin'
just started probation, already made a nigga my target invasion
as I walk on the carpet just pacing........

Imma beast, growin like yeast,
I keep ma face hidden..
Like Women From the Middle east.

middle east, these little geeks, fuck yalls drivels yeast....yall pussies is belittled sheeps, slaughterin yall im just warmin up so this im riddles fleece... ehh

How many thoughts do I think or Repeat?
...Im the Puppette Master with Strings on the Beat
King of the Meek, all of your Shits Robbed from the Rich
Call in it Quits, Fall from the Myst or Cling to ya Seat..
I Ruff ride... Undergo Uncomfortable Conditions..
...Its Wonderful to let out your Tough Side..
Out of Control, An you knew, That it would Grow
The last of the Bandits scrappin your soul like Chew-Goo..
Pass me a Bowl of Moo Goo Gai Pan...
Your live bands on mic stands are casting some old Voodoo
At my worsest or best, a curse or a hex
Is thown Apon you..... for our Courtisy Guests
Emergency Tests are Necesary
Respatory systems will Collapse,I...Urgently Stress..
,,Fuck Tattoos, My bones are Surgicaly Etched
After it seeped in my Skin and Burned through my Flesh

no sleep..im deprived and anxious....bumpin in a thread these hives is languid....i reap lies with satan....i decrease da peace and seek lives for graves bitch, meaning..death seeps knee high for anguish...and by any means its a steep plight for fame kid, and semantics aside, ya talk is a cheap price of language...

niggas know what I do to the best, when staying glued to the sets
parachuting for checks, i'm the nigga who blew a fuse with neglect
not looking for a crew or respect, real niggas don't care for feelings
I don't rap about guns like I got 1- my rhymes are there for healing
and if a nigga dare to steal em, than he gets derailed that evening
i'm a bear over beats and- one mistake have me clawing a face up
niggas I'm not down with make-up sex, because I don't make love
I'm the type of nigga to break stuff, don't need to act a fake thug
you know the streets- we can lace up....
let niggas bet on our fight- raise the stakes up..

raise the stakes up!.. im a northern caliifornia boy from sacramento -raise it up N raise up high
i ride with the fam see us fly by.. as high as i am ill still get high ...ima above average nigga i dont pull triggaz cause i got pirde an pride i got ill ride till my body drops,rots,flops.. but till then im doing it like hurcaless break a niggah neck if he disrespecting me talk shit get hit its Biig Riich now you heard of me its sAc influeance, weight moving, money coming,im not loosing.....

fuck ya life and everything you stand for.
strangle u wit a mike vick jersey & kill ya mans dog.
i kno u wanna c me in the can,or under the dirt.
u dudes scared a pink slip battles..u only like em under ya skirt.

blunder & murk... na, what the fuck at the dirt..
I bury you in, carry various limbs into ya casket and crowd you
then craft ya casket, just to make another casket around you..
packed with, metal patches close the mental ward latches around you
Burn the dead, spread the necrophiliac ashes around you
Throw a school on your grave have online college classes around you
...& drink a lot of prune juice so I pass natural gases around you
passing out from the acid tablets cracked into the masses around you
I'm Tokio Hotel with the automatic
Gotta have it' like dragging my foot across the carpet layout; alot of static