Re: The Shelter (Freestyle)
don't bother me unless its to announce I won the lottery
no stoppin me, words transform to art like clay to pottery
keep it legendary while they just edgin, but barely
fairys, claiming the contrary, frontin like they're scary
When I flow I expose those that would be caught, biting a rose
zorro pose niggas, but still got no presence like no shows
Re: The Shelter (Freestyle)
i sit n smoke my piff n choke then rip this hoe till her ribs explode
u missed it yo then ima have to do it again
catch me rollin face sleepin wit ur boo n her frend
now there druelin again legs shakin like they seizin up
u seen enuff now tell me u a g or what
Re: The Shelter (Freestyle)
ha ^
yo...
I'm a pan handling rapper', snap a - neck out of orbit
and force it back into the hole to penetrate the organ inside it...
fortunate violence takes it's course whenever corpse are residing
in verses; I'm ta' surviving of the catalyst
my battle list? beyond average - my team full of savages
cabbage pack rapping kids get smacked back to the past and sh!t..
Your boy? couldn't lift weight, .. conflict hate
reach for bars, Celph' is a "secret star" like when ya hit ya keys & press "shift, eight"
I dictate flow, rhyme & reason in wording
Look @ ta' old shit, & spit rhyme & reason in person
see I'm a surgeon, my thoughts beam from the screen into verses
& shape shift in to fuel', for ta' diesel I breath & disperse in.
Blah...tired as hell.
Re: The Shelter (Freestyle)
Ya seem to be a Surgeon? ...But I came to See the Nurses
Its not that I hate to Peep yer work, but theres Screams Behind the Curtain..
A Fiend besides Perverted habits, Merked on Acid an Lady White..
Late Tonight..Im on a Purchase plan, More than Grams from Bolivian Merchants..
Skally wags and Land Lovers this Man Hovers on Meridian Lines
Call me Captain Morgan and Peep my Pirate Pose when I get Silly wit Mine
Simply Divine..Come around n you must Bow to my Desk Clerk
I got Bars like good service with about a Thousand in my Network...
Toast a Beer, You pullin Cows the way I Rope a Steer
I'd Rather rip off Hogans Beared an Pierce his Daughter ass with a Grecko Trojan Spear
Re: The Shelter (Freestyle)
Ta' finest quality? over here..
for the year, I've developed a cadence
built like elephant cages - MORE than most emcees in their whole career
Dope lines,
...just enough to provoke mine, scope out
a 'dope' grind, when Celph drops 'crack' on the pages
Rail road-ed the industry with every track, when 'engaging'
ta' corporate talents.. tie a knot to ta' fort
make the source of it - balance... I trap, ease - off ta'
...line of any formidable challenge.. know the score',
when it drops, I go over 4 in the gore of my status..
Being bred from pioneers - I've watched it pour from the chalice
and made such a "ROAR" ta' echo's shook the floor of the palace
Tearing egos apart, yeah - I got to war with the bitch in you..
invite the entire family to get ya brothers & sisters too
a irresistible calling for iron, an audible lion
with' some sort of melodic aligning beyond any product of rhyming..
Patented ta' definition of delivery verses substance
& came to one conclusion.. not one, is one - if it's just dense.
Re: The Shelter (Freestyle)
I get off the best,the purp you'll get,haters tlk stay stiff,its me they hate an its over some nonesence you suckaz are black heads ill pop them slippers on an i rock em my dick is long i showed her an she peeered like a cat but ima dogg so i hit it from the back im the rawest from sac so who ever visit's remember that to the club i visit v.i.p with the old school rapper xzibit chillin with these hoes who willing they pay me for givin them a good evning ha im leavin new spot new hoes your a bad bitch greetings!!
Re: The Shelter (Freestyle)
I roll with a lotta' ... ho's in my Sonata,
bro's with the collar's ... know that I'm the harder,
flow's like the water ... pockets full of dollars,
nose full of blow slow rollin' like a balla'...
White... but... I'm... all-right...
my... gun... shine... bright...
I'm... out... of... sight...
and... you... just... might...
See me walking hard, talking the talk,
top of the flock, stocking the rock,
mocking fake rappers who
can't spit when they hock...
lol
Re: The Shelter (Freestyle)
i gotta make it on top there no time waiting see me in battle battleing with saintin shot fired on hiss ass i pile up cash ill be the last man to stand i roll by paid in beyonce's paints i aim an on perpes i called her hailey
jay z you to late to late for everything i call my mula my everything it gets me anything an everything!.. mo.. mo ...mo ..money..i love it so much i stutter call me butter kuz im sly.. i stay perfectly match with bread im the new breed i perfer getting high n making money then gettin herbeys..perfer getting mines its my time ill shine give off so much power i dim the city lights im sstanding hi for the tiwn towwers i did so much in my life already im starting to be an i'dul for these people in sac city./
Re: The Shelter (Freestyle)
a clash of words turned to a raging arguement,
using your only son in a feud as a bargain chip,
startin some shit, family we hardly one-
meanwhile my polished gun would look good stuck up your cunt
ill pull the trigger an blast off your ovaries,
thats the last time you'll mention that your over me,
Re: The Shelter (Freestyle)
damn straight i'm over you, here's the overview
ain't too sober - but it's only a lonely few
who rhyme like supernova while other homey's spew
stale bars 'bout blasting guns and their phoney crew
fuck shooting a woman's snatch and pulling triggers
whenever i rap - snap! - i match a bull in vigor
Re: The Shelter (Freestyle)
yo, when i spit rhymes/ i create sick lines wit inclines that jump to ninety/ typing verbal accounts of hype sheets/ complete to ignite mics over light beats/ designs so devine defined as magnificent/ intricate the sickest at spittin the shit randomly like a convict clown/ rip down any script that hit my flips and concepts til they step out/ so zip the lip back/ kick the chit chat/ spit that shit at any bitch that don't get that/ if you need a break form my lyrics then eat a fuckin kit kat....
Re: The Shelter (Freestyle)
eat a fuckin' kit kat,
bitch i'll cock back, click clack,
blows a bitchs wig back,
venom flows, wreck rap,
i dare you to discrespect that,
cuz i pump weight n still flex phat.
Re: The Shelter (Freestyle)
thi is real freestyle watch me how go
im so good you know yu dont
cos this snales head is full of ants
like a crumpled pie ithout another pants
cos listnin for the time that come
when mother tells you how this shits done
cos its the arty hat man speaking words
of wisdomevery thime 24 7
danspnose man is sitting here withus
as penguins snowed ojn rainforest island
its hte way we do it
its the way we hang
cos its time to go when we was the gang
Re: The Shelter (Freestyle)
Re: The Shelter (Freestyle)
Ayo, straight off the top I fuck bitches.
But, I'm like, FUCK BITCHES after I fuck bitches.
It's the shelter so where's Future at?
Get a hold of Marty Mclfy and bring Future back.
I grace the key board everytime I touch it.
You punks kids know I'm nothing to fuck with.
Tough shit, I'm here to stay.
What's that I hear you say?
Nothing, cuz I'm on a whole nother sound wave.
And you sound gay.
So dead that shit. You fuck lame.
The bowling alley have enough lanes.
So choose one while I go on a booze run.
I'm on the table next, you're finna loose, son.
I'm like MJ with the ping pong ball. You outta luck.
Bottoms up.
bored.