The Shelter (Freestyle)

Smouldering lyrics, holding a two tone boulder, witness
this full blown homing missle to your home. your finished
My flues gone, still Ill, I eat free will and shit with no limts
no pigments, but I still feel the green emit from me vivid
I live it, pop pills then witness dope pen skills. your livid
I seek thrills, whilst you timid, skills? you can forget it
Quit it, finna taste beef . . . . lick it of my skillet.

im shaking this peasent, leave em wreckless..
easy to snap like a broken coppa neckless,
bump music ti'll my head snaps.., me = 8 mile raps,,
im built filled of games, ant talking world of warcraft...
im a killer in a sheeps body, ant no one harm.. me,..
if a comes to military, ya see me = foreva SCARY

first and foremost it's not apparrent why they stressin me
arrogant fakes have embarrassed themselves testin me
every recipe i brew proves where my efforts be
those other flows show no depth & lack complexity
start savin ya hatred for someone able to take it
from yall i'm alienated, and aint no way to debate it,
i crack a swisher sweet, twist, flame it, i'm faded
flavor grape, taste the dank, it's from a place in jamaica
i been blazin rhymes so i'm cocky on the mic
them fools wanna plaigarize, and try to copy what i write
plus, them cops wanna deprive me of my rights
and cause strife, but them laws trife. i look at em clear
with sharp sight that's hawk like, in flight like a hummingbird
buzzed like bees, i light trees, let the dutches burn
non-lyricisms like the substitute for really rappin
if yall cats were actually fans of dre, you should bring it back then
rap today's a can of paint in a hand that aint skilled at taggin
so the whole game is like watchin anime with no english captions
and now instead gettin of a check, you give em a statement
cause now rap aint art, it's what the industry made it
every lyricist can get a replacement
thats why everyone hearin this should remember the basics

with beats i eat them, they just easter treats.
asking me.. PFFT bitch, il knock ya SLEEP..
then WHO ? me vs u in a battle u CREEP.
gets put down, like a PitBUll. loosing his SPEACH.
ya testing to itch, but ur FLINCHING. to miss. i keep my hands high, like oh my..
when thuderclaps from my forever gat, it hardly miss, leave ya
shirt stain'd.. with blood puddle red,s of Cranberryr Blood Shaped..
il leave ya DUBBED, shaped. like CHINA DID.. (how they dubb movies)..
now get RIDDens, or GOOD RIDDENS, is how i said..
but u vs me. id LAUGH like shittin on toolets when POOPie did..(thats fucking gross).

a thousand thousands inside a mill,
a million is my signer deal,
am better than you, lets be real,
take that punchline, hows it feal,
cant come back,
let that punchline heal!!!

im traped in a maze, ya bitchez are fake.
tryna be my friend, fuck around end up my slave.
il detain any homie in my way, leave em laying on a stretcher roughing away,
its all good intill the click clack, of my fucking gat, splits ya dome away.
then u all on ya own. gun shells leave ya ass out of ya zone..
u just another e.t alien why dont u just PHONE ya ASS way back HOME.

When Im done with this rap Im gonna leave you bruised and confused, toothless and unamused, cause your style is whack and off track, your on the wrong side of the street, your style is obsolete, why dont you just go take a seat and let the real rappers rap to this beat and while your sittin down why dont you bend down and kiss my ass cheek. I think your just a fag, after this your gonna hold a white flag begging me to stop dissing you so bad, humping my leg and wishing you could rap, come around here again and your bitch ass will get capped with a nine mill, ill send you to the hospital with a large bill just for you to lay still on the bed untill the line goes still.

I clog you with verses like ink in a cartridge
contribute by doing community service cleaning up the Mc who is garbage
Adorn you with bars worse than pakistani cellblocks your norms
are those of celibacy so nobody believes when you say "my cock got blocked"
I bruise you with these punches your gonna need full body bandage
you might wanna stop wasting kids at the computer and consider marriage
even if you flow waterfalls in high dosages Latin is the barrage

im crazy. my membrane wanna enslave me.. fuck where the pain be
im asleep astounding, my amazements, from the pavement
gone cut ya ass deep, till ya sleep.
fuck who i be, nikka who u be.. im ripping up,
tearing papper im, vomiting, chucks off haters...
il engrave ya. till the dusk meets my razor,, or lazor
then blam da hamer tah fix ya grammer... till ya slammer;d
bloody and cramp'd in.. like ya slept, in ya chest dents,
gone leave ya breathless.
fuck im hungry... ima feed off ya neck KID

horrific homicidal acts of such demonic decendance
assassinate allotted alias's with a insurgents independence
bewildered besotted with this poetry personified
exasperated educations lack the flow t' be homicide
complexity you lack in unmeasureable proportions
its like a fight for rights over decimal extortions

So there was this one kid in our class
who got his head smashed through glass
and he was always gettin his ass kicked
and i think now he's some pussy dick
gettin licked, and sucked, sure he's been fucked
by men, he can't sit down without a frown
he's a clown, he's been down town and back
and he's been dick slapped wacked
and there's this other, a complete geek
one look at his face and you could tell he was a freak
but one day he got up and spoke for himself
then he pulled the gun and said he needed help
blood all over the ceiling, made kids cry
he said he wasn't straight, he was bi
the morale of the story is.....is.....
don't do drugs.....fuck that's shit
Just.....just......ah fuck that, shit,
Damn this nigga's in need
mother fucker, where's my damn 1/8th of weed

Honestly? I'm doin' this for the (post count), I'm (zoned out)
(No doubt), like stoppin' wildfires I'm takin' you ("hoes down")

Know what this flows-bout? Nah, really you (don't know jack)
Claimin' ya'll are MCs on stages? So where the (promos at?)

I'm everythin' you homos-lack.. The epitome of (perfect)
........In one post, I'm (murkin') everyone of ya'lls (verses!)

bitch im the king, takin over music industry, guess what, i cant sing
dont believe me you can see the finga and if you still cant see it then ill let it linga
ur mocking the game like big tigga, and im socking you in the face, leave ya feelin like u drunk a basket of liquor
And if i pissed on the ground itd turn to flowers
thats right, youve just witnessed by powers, kinda like minime from austin powers
and i try not to fuck with cowards, so if i fucked with you my disses would be on fast forward
are my words tingling?, they should cuz im the king i aint neva had a red bull but ive always had wings

double post..sorry didnt mean too

Lyrically I'm the (illest on the page), the (sickest droppa mayne)
I'm known for being unique cause all you (bitches not the same)

You'll leave with stitches-on-ya-face cause my (punches hard)
Your bars are boring! Mine are nasty like school (lunches are)

Shine brighter than a hundred-stars, but ya still ain't (seein' me)
Startin' (beef with C?) Better (leave it be) or you'll die, (easily!)

Makin' my name, I'm takin' aim, winnin' fame
I'm so fast you can't you keep up, you watch me frame-by-frame
I'm just startin', but boys, you better be takin' notes
Watch your backs, or you gonna find a knife at your throats
I bet you've never even seen a lady rappin' before
And I'm escalating fast just like the first World War
Your homosexual punches have become obsolete
Step it up, keep it fresh, or you just can't compete
If you want a real fight, then step into the spotlight
Prepare to get served before the clock strikes midnight

its mister nice guy here to serve elevation omac stay chiefin harder than indian reservations go back to where you started and rethink the situation wont hesitate to murder you i just do not have patience ill record the whole thing and show it in court for your own defenses evidence im too violent i stay straight jacketed sedated heavily on medicines i need an exorcism call the nunnery and reverend im so sick i watched tv on the couch for a week sitting next to my be-headed friend either way you get fucked like voting for democrat or republican life is just a bitch and you need to learn how to muzzle it my eyes burn as reality begins to slip im goin to bed way too high and tired for this shit

see im a universal rap assassin controlled by god,
my scope is on the next target, on a roof, metal bipod
the bitches dont know what hit them like a lightning rod
my rhymes left untouched and charished like well known greek god
see my rhymes come off the top 100 percent skill
don't need no liquid courage or even eminems purple pills
i do for my self merk these fools living off adreneline
make money off of raps,no streets, not even crack peddlin
when i get hit i regenerate, don't need no medicine,
like no superman except, no weakness, no kryptonite
if you got beef bitch lets get it on there gunna be a fight tonight
ill leave your body lifeless in the street under a street light
everybody listen its method one, tonight shits gunna hit the fan
anybody who wants to battle lets go, il leave crushed like a tin can
me and me rhymes are pretty much invulnerable
you can just call me superman.

fuck u

The Heads of emcees is what i usually Chase! like im Loosing the Race!
And anybody can get chewed through and replaced!,
i move like a Wraith! But with a Musical Taste!,
Musical Talent, 40 pounds of heart, and beautiful Grace!
So Whos Choosing thier Fate?.
Watching Master When hes training Hard!
Whats really the Deal with your playing cards?
Dudes claim to play the yard but all i see is a bunch of niggas in training bras'
YOUR SOFFTTTT. you make the call! i'll be on some growth shit still
waiting for Ya'll to CHANGE, EVOLVE, rearrage so called genetic defaults!

poetic illusions to shatter the pathetic delusions
a power to invade with thoughts that have energetic construment
incapacitated in a vision of vivid detail
getting ready to open up like a delivered e-mail
as my words glide off my tongue i know that
life has a few good flashes then its ruined like a kodak

lyrically, im mirically inclined, no try'n
bust a nut in your mouth, n now you think that your words shine
it's this birds time, i atleast heard nine... and discerned im...
more likely to hear wind 2 a chyme than this herbs rhyms
you heard signs, saw words, n Kodak said " you broke the lense"
your life sucks cuz your not you. your raps poo, you dont gotta lie to make friends.

I'm from where the Dark Dwell thru Cold Wind n Heavy Sleet
where niggahs will Spark Shells wit No Sin or Steady Grief
kids r left wit Large Swells, Dispose Limbs from Semi Heat
This world is like Part Hell where Souls Phlegm as Many Wheep
All you see is the Heart Felt wit Low Ends by Empty Streets
Life's choices had its Card Dealt to Oppose Men in Every Piece

Tres Bangin outside of the Train Station
Straight Slangin 'n Rakin Them Papes In
I Aint Playin my Patience in Way Thin
Takin Payments or Cavin sum Brains In
Stackin Papers, Aint Playin in Change Bins
Jackin Pagers, Been Bangin since Age Ten
Smashin Haters, Parade 'em in Suede Timbs
Massive Razors to Scrape 'n Fillet Skin
Kid, Im Stayin to Play til the Game Ends
Brandish Hatchets to Faggots that Need Dealt
Split Em Straight Down the Middle Like Seed Shells
Then They're Put Back Together like Seat Belts
Makin Sure that they Dont Ever Reach Help
Try to Move in my Shoes, but ya Feet Melt
Leave you Blackened 'n Blue when i Ring Bells
Hit you Straight from Behind like a Bee's Tail
While Escapin your Sight, i Dont Leave Trails

where the fucks celph n dose? im back again to sew hooks
pad n a pen + a notebook, so shook my prose ghost to invoke looks
wrote proof, an animal man!....hannibal & adamant about my adamantium hands
vantage above the nosebleeds, you know V on the lonely blamming a stanz
or a stanza rather, bombin and stealing your dyke
rockets cut clear through your ride
interior flipped upside down, fuckin dyin clown
look like it had a run in with comets n meteorites
no calls seen, its all V, im all g
no hatred to my placement for a moment of all peace
get the fuck off my dick bitch, this time im all me
raw....bleed, saw 3? hardly, gnaw these, mmmmm soft meat :coolio:

_Read the rules Dipshit




Adv..

To look to the future, respect the past, old school,
So old, schools didn't have utensils for kids to lose,
Just stones and boulders, carving history that told us,
No roofs, just warriors, soldiers with cold shoulders,
Splashes of water, feels like freedom on the face,
Teardrops from heaven, until we pass, until we raise.

this is folger fuckas smell the crystals/
i woke niggias up with the coffee aroma and da clap of the pistol/
every minute suspenseful where you can't even think/
yeah most physical strong but there mentals is weak/
earth inherit by meek hurt inherit by street/
bible says tho shalt not steal (fuck it) my kin need something to eat
cause round here it's take your own breathe space are get your breath tookin/cause some times you have to take lives are you might get your life tooken
i mean who else here can measure earths water with mer hands ?
i can measure the whole heavens with one glance
urboyizfly mesmerize ears with one sayin
i spit stuff that cut at niggias emotions like nip tuck

The chip on my shoulder could not be taken off
Since rap heads are now filled with brain vacant pop
I hate a lot, maybe a little more than we should
But how else can we get store shelves back to good
I'm not just actin' either, so don't tell me I'm wack, I'm lethal
Clip of syllables, a cannon launches, now your words depleted
When your space deleted, more than textin' I'm speakin
Standin erect, so I'm leakin', spit insane till I'm beaten
And the possibility seems unlikely, so fight me for change
Write me some flames, naw you couldn't snipe me from range
A titan in game, but I feel cerebral too heavy to get noticed
Seems you've gotta spit bogus, or suck dick or go kiss
ass or a bird, man, corupt, maybe a bit
Lady, I'm rich, does that mean I get handed all of this shit?
And that's all that it is, about, and it's just hard to be felt there
Now I see it needs help there but I'm stuck in this fuckin shelter

Paragraphs of Blasphemy
Ya Blast at Me ya Fast to Bleed
A pack of Thieves wit Masks to Seize
them Stacks of Cash you Flashin Free
Assassinate with Gnashing Teeth
A Tragety, the Trash you Speak
My Strageties Surpass the Weak
Catastrophe ya Man's Physique
Switch the Shit to Fix the Glitch
ill Splitcha Mid, with Ribs Adrift
ya Feelin This like Pigs that Frisk
We Peelin Clips 'n Dippin Whips
Steal a fifth with Sticky Grips
Conceal the shit in Crispy Chips
Im known to let this Fifty Spit
ya Blown to Itsy Bitsy Bits

Fuck this, I'll split you emcees like rotten wood boards,
And choke your unborn fetus with it's umbilical chord.
The one that rips Saturn's rings off and slices earth, is me.
Leave your mouth wide open like your ass if raped by a grizzly.

striving from start to finish to complete the sense of mind
only thinking of the goal while keeping bullshit behind
trying to build it back up physically and mentally
raisin the hands outa the grave forcefully and spiritually
runnin thousands of miles never lookin back at the steps
jus steadying fowards an getting into deeper depths
guna get it cause i try guna succed untill i cry
even then stride to perform at the peak
till the body fades an ears hear angles speak
screaming from the soul leaving windows to brake
lookin back at the years what right actions did i take
starin thru the mirrow lookin at the teen im today
it dont mean shit when its the game life we all play
thirteen lines down like paddle pop sticks on the groun
tackeling the silence with the lyrics pumpin like a speaker
stickin on to hip hop as if im a blood sucking leacher
-Spitfull

im a jack in the box i surprise and shock, words are like a river they keep on moving like the presidents stocks. you better kick rocks cause under my bed i got two glocks. your a pea brain lame masterbating but it dont feel the same. in the rap game your a stain, writing two lines makes you strain, your words i tame. i got a mind like plato and aristotle, come at you with words and wisdom on full throttle. i tap models, while you watch tv drinking beer out of bottles, your pregnant bitch waddles but it aint yo kid, i tapped that, jumped out the window and hid. your perspective is like an ant in a jar covered by a lid, into your girls pussy i slid, after that good night her i bid

It's like containment of your life all wrapped in this box
smackin and knocks to try and crack this lock
I've been placed in the worst place for straight days
With all the last places and jerks and strays
You rather not be around, so please don't try to escape
At my rate, you'd die to eleviate your inevitable fate
So you fake some pain, a break or sprain
I hate them man, But there's snakes in every game
I'm tempted to sway, from where you have put me
relentless in ways, but sorry for bitchin more than snookie
Now lookie, what have we got here, a couple of new rap queers
Think they can act rough here, but it's tough near
All the foulest cats, and these rats and this trash
So you go back to past so you can to try and relax
And it's a shame cause now, you're in a weight class of welter
But to remain captive in your box, is to disgrace the shelter

fuck it, yo, i'm carrying pain and a mind fulla anger
recipe for death as solar systems align, the sky's my paper
as i write it ain't nothing new for me to hammer out deception
symbolizing hate you can't detect, i'ma fool searching for expression
so i grab the blade and make contact like a medium
this can't be real, grasping for the ledge as i dream some

i want you all to know that hole in ya chest
is not from a bullet, its the words that i bless
letters that can enslave a king piece of chess
got your heart and soul jailed up, cardiac arrest
ooooooooo so tired of readin mediocre punchlines
time to move the clouds so yall can see the sunshine
got the one rhyme,
that moves your soul to jump ever second, ya its spring time
I see words in jumbled thoughts, king of the word searches
1000 feet above the ground and i still havent surfaced
but the worm never knows at dawn where the bird lurches
early bird gets the worm so i have the bitch on pre-purchase
but what is my purpose, to change the rules up?
make the lyrics that attract people to my fan club?
drop the lines that cause all the haters to rise up?
only a few "maino" that its ALL THE ABOOOOOVE

Straight out the vortex with my forceps
eatin' corn chex, new nik's gettin' more checks
keep a ego sky high, I think I got the lords head
I'm morbidly important sportin' a tee sayin' your next
I keep the smallest rapper soundin' like chipmunks
I ain't sayin' you good, when I talk about BIG UP
I'm talkin' bedsty, red light, green, alarm clock GET UP
I be fuckin' up a broads intestines messin' her ribs up
if your lip plump don't hate, just give dude applause
I'ma B P'n on your face just to give you a cause
let the king sit on his opponents they'll hit YOU with rocks
give you the gauze call it a wrap then spit in your nos....tril?
get pimp c'd rip tee's rip thoughts, fat man, rip jeans
leave your family dead with you for talkin' slick RIP GENES

Straight out the vortex with my forceps
eatin' corn chex, new nik's gettin' more checks
keep a ego sky high, I think I got the lords head
I'm morbidly important sportin' a tee sayin' your next
I keep the smallest rapper soundin' like chipmunks
I ain't sayin' you good, when I talk about BIG UP
I'm talkin' bedsty, red light, green, alarm clock GET UP
I be fuckin' up a broads intestines messin' her ribs up
if your lip plump don't hate, just give dude applause
I'ma B P'n on your face just to give you a cause
let the king sit on his opponents they'll hit YOU with rocks
give you the gauze call it a wrap then spit in your nos....tril?
get pimp c'd rip tee's rip thoughts, fat man, rip jeans
leave your family dead with you for talkin' slick RIP GENES

I'm one of the best and that's said with glory
they couldn't flip me if they did it metaphorically
question grammer when online you act like idiots
so it's obvious without me here, will there be any sense?!??!
thinkin' your math addin up, but that's senseless dawg
murder ya in ya circle, pray for ya, cursed, hexagon
the fuck!??!?! I don't even know I'm the president on...
some we should save the world, start a war n send you off
mad cuz you want to give peace a chance, keep the fans
all I want to do is get a new HDTV and give each a branch
...the fuck?!?!??!? nevermind

mind expanded eyes closed i can barely stand shit
i watch the time go out the window contemplating
if i was rich and lived in a mansion would life still be
so difficult? did it all fall apart because i planned it?
well all i really know is that pain brought gain i stay
sane enough just to manage and maintain i could do
without the fame but i really need a vision from god
i need to know the truth is he real, or spiritual fraud
this life has never been so tough i went through it all
get up just to fall punching holes through the wall
life is a bitch no matter if its summer winter or fall
i try to stand tall but feel like a toddler who crawls
subliminal slavery subdues the masses enslaving us all