The Shelter (Freestyle)

got that cotton mouth from smokin' on them phat sacks
spark up, north or south im smokin' them wack cats
known to dismember a foe
white as fucking december snow
burn your retinas so you'll remember this flow
bring heat like the fires of hell below
pull strings to make moves like puppet shows
smash your frame with hammer blows
i spit to wreck the status quo
keen garder like to watch the grass grow
your flow is bait
talkin bout enough ice to skate
all i got is scales to check the weight
smack over the head with paper plates
im feelin shitty, lost inside
swimming hard against the tide
but lifes not real its just a ride
boys will get stabbed protectin their pride
im reserecting spittin after ive died
even if i fail at least ill have tried
hate it or love it this is braveheart city
blow you to bits this is graveyard city

When Zen hungry
Thats when Zen will take the bread
Resist instead, guns bust, and a nikka dead
Fuck society, them nikkas never played fair
They raised a crazed bear, now I'm blazin grazin hair
Gimme what I want, gimme what I need
You will concede or I'm a hafta make yo ass bleed
My stomach growlin so I'm prowlin got my victims howlin
You can be my next vic if you talk slick
Nobody tough when they stuffed with wet rounds
Shoulda listened when they told you how Zen get down
All the men get down I make a nikka eat the ground
Mouth full of stones, got ya shook to ya bones
When I rape your girlfriend til she convulsing and moan
Go home to mama, or cry to the preacher
I got drama like Osama Desert Lama can reach ya

The news talk some bull shit, like boys are heatin the street,
but its the stairs in the flats where the bastards meet,
hoods up always real discrete, crusin' always with a tool at our feet,
i'll keep goin, till i rule the eliet, ill spy an cheat,
lie an deciet, give a fuck long as your bangin my beat,
if not ill bleed you slow, like hangin up meat.

i mastered this rap shit, with murderous tactics
you'll leave with smashed ribs, that snap like valasic
my style is jurassic, my skills are galactic
your addict, i'm more like the monster in your attic(4)
check the facts bitch, i make nuthin but classics
I'm in a whole diffrent league, what i mean is my class-sick
they sleeping on me like a mattress, but need to get they weight up
cuz i'm king sized to make sure ya dont wake-up(8)
your body will break-up my hollows will heat ya
give you a fever and put holes in ya memory like amnesia
my flow is napalm so my punch lines are sparkin ether
cheif the reafer, while holding more quarters then a parking meter(12)
I'm tired of battling weak hoes, who cant handle my kedo
i kill'em in three blows and leave they physique swolle
my technique is sicker then needles of measles
pick ya favorite horror flick well bitch i'm the sequal(16)

shits funny when weak rappers get all mixed up
medicine keeps me fixed up while i kick dust
slick fucks like to act hard when the screens on
ill break ya face till your awake,your dreams gone
your screams drawn out and the sound is deafinin'
here i am steppin in with all black and some mescaline
my weapon grins when i tickle the clip and trigger
sprayin out the nose when it laughs clippin figures
bitches slither in my bed until there fed and satisfied
after all the head givin and recieved bet im glad im high
if your sad just cry cause i aint holdin shit against you
but when your done well have some fun,my dick has bent you
i lent you too much money for you to keep askin for more
all that stupid shit comin from ya lips ill be slappin some whores

So who's the new guy, in a blue ride, doing drugs like hes on "true life"?
Its me, Divine Power I'm 6' 3''
But lyrically I'm taller than that,
with a word flow hot like a spliff when it burns fast
I burn grass drink alcohol and seduce women
Me and satan are straight, I made a truce with em
I brought a knife to a fight, he brought a noose with em
Maybe cuz with my verbal attack, I left a tooth missin
You kiddin? I leave your family eatin at a soup kitchen
Steal your girls panties and ya camry with the roof missin
My ideals are most peoples worst nightmares
With ideas they call evil that stretch lightyears
Well too bad "they" have never known me
Never been "ok" ive been insane at least
Not normal, I was born with horns
and red skin, a deformed Jim Zorn
A sadistic kid with slit writsts on his wishlists
Sent to spread sin with mexicans up on his hitlist

through these streets i gotta be strapped for protection..
l0ok around me an be ready ...
i got niggaz who wanna kill me in suits l0oking like they came from a wedding...
im the core of the game everybody wants me gone an dead..
pictures an notes out there in the city sayin prize for my head..
they really wanna get me till im no more..
my life iis war so i smoke tree an blow on the hydro ...
cant get a job so i hustle making fast money...
gettting off whateva drug to get my money...
evil in my head telling me to rob a bank..
i gotta play shit smooth kuz im not tryna do life...
all i gotta say is fuck all my haters an enimies...
not goin to stop till i get every mutha fuka beggin for his life from his knees...

Ok,

So im here at the shelter, looking for people to conquer,
and it will soon occur cause this shit i prefer,
ha, it comes to me like 1,2,3 and the alphabet,
its so simple, i rhyme with out breaking sweat,
so you dont like my style? haaaa, Dizzee no style?
bitch, now im hostile, pop you, im put on trial,
listen now, everyone here is in time behind,
but im like gold, im im im a rare find,
my jewellery leaves you blind, my money all refined,
Im gonna tear this up like a bloodhound with meat,
And tear it up without using a beat, pretty sweet?
I say what I think, the rhymes just sync,
I drop it heavy and make the boat sink,
All other rappers are wack, sounding like asthma attack,
Trying to make a stack, bitches need a smack,
Lil but packs a punch, make you spit up your lunch,
Make your bones go crunch, start to walk with a hunch,
Ok, This got no hate, just making a point,
So im out, hope I didn’t disappoint.

Yo its been a minute since from clouds I've descended
never apprehended, say it and I meant it
the collective thoughts swirl into meaning
disrespect, get chalked,no deceiving
intellect shocks, stalked by Hawking
Like Icons, the presence daunting
hear the birdies squaking?
beer, the day is dawning.

Lil D-D-Dizzee Boy live from the RB Shelter,
Dizzee so hot make all the girls melt and swelter,
They name me Dizzee cause i get so high,
so far far up even the birds get scared to fly,
this kind of rapping is more my style,
ask the police, they got it on my file, ahaaa
Roses are red, violets are blue,
your moms a hoe, one i would pay to do!
yeh, Lil Dizz loves to fuck a good hoe,
they love Dizzee Boy when he makes it snow,
still only a minor but i no how to kill the greats,
waiting for a reply, I sit here, waits, waits, waits,
Out.

O-M-G wtf @ taking this off
You're like the grandma in a' porn flick... making it soft...ha
my cock diameter's as long as a block parameter
fuck a USA chick - now she's profiting off of Canada, homey
amateur only type of shit on the real
we use ta' VHS tapes, tape her licking' my deals
then I send her back to Kansas City clicking her heels...
for nickles & meals, flick her nipple tip till' it feels
like I'm tuning' a knob or something, the dude on his job
I'm crushing & making the pay, that Kevin Bacon shaking away
foot loose rap when dropping on ta' paper mache
cover, taking a day... brother.. you's faker than Jays.... rubber
padding on Nike.. fuck endorsing a check.. sign
off the dotted line.. perplex to the thought of rhyming
Swim with the fishes... rocking a vest in a cod designing
On top of the pillar.. Celph Taut's the best - & I'm not resigning!!!!

Peace.

Back for one last freestyle, my work wasnt done,
it seems i have begun so now you cant run,
Celph i got respect for that you just spit,
but that was some old shit, time for my little skit,
i could rip this bitch apart, but this is a different thread,
if i did, news of your death would already be spread, aha!
im a fish swimming with the sharks where the water is warm,
they dont fuck with me cause they know i can cause i storm,
im a fish but not cause of my love stick,
naaa, if they saw that they would be callin me moby dick, ha!
Dizzee cause im so high, Lil cause im young,
fucking with me will leave you a hole in your lung,
i have a way with rhymes, they just seem to come to me,
like girls when im around, i dont get one, i get three, ha!
if your starting to get worried, you should,
this took me 2 minutes, if i had longer, youd be shook!
BIATCH!!

hahaha yo im the type to blow a fifty cal just to get my melt on
and you sayin you gonna survive homie? dumber than thinkin that celph gone
I'm otw to hell on, my hell bent path, make sure that shits straight piff fag
otherwise the fiends wont buy that slick slab quick fast
bitch i get mad, then start a fist fight, get right go back n get 9's
then them 9's dont stand to a m4 so then them pined
slim lines keep me hella bent, and that bullshit u talkin irrelevant
the metal spits and the kettles bent, thats why the petals ship
get back, with ur bitch ass before i get pissed punk
come back with a tommy then dump till my motherfuckin wrists numb
shit son, im nasty as fuck, pass me a blunt so i continue the cypher
get rid of u liars, and just spit my individual residual desires

uh....

i sat back at a distance, see?
now i see what the games been missin, V
i been gone for a minute, wrong for a minute
but now im back n goin strong witta finish
strong witta minute, not tryin go back to the blocks i seen
when i wished theyd cop my weed, so i could stop n eat
hah, thats me, yall washed up, i cock slugs
while i cock sluts, rock rock's the size of ur knot bud
i got bud, i drink so its not bud, hah, fuck, u dont get me dude
but when u dont understand my swagger it gets me rude
i dont duck dummys bitch,
but i fuck wit em to get money quick
ya'll still on that get high, get dumb n then get bloody shit


@_@

look


this my fuckin shelter when the pain is blades
so i can hide my head undercover on these rainy days
i gotta hone my skills, so i can get back on my prose fa' real
get back on some quarters thats close fa' kills
the slopes n hills almost eloped my thrills but i wont choke ill chill
focus my mentals, poke witta pencil,
do whtvr i gotta do to get back on my loc wit my visuals
ugh, this yak is sick, it plasters my ribs
makes me lean in my chair past its bridge
until the ceilin looks like the perfect place to stack my kiicks
but it dont work homie, they fall on my head
kiinda like my gameplan, but i cant complain, damn
im my own fault i never elevated to where i want my game man
alls them damn stains man, from blood n shit
why i thug my shit, stay wit slugs n cliques
no hugs witta kiss, just a pump witta brick
rdy to dump n i'm quick, on some punk bitch
yup, and i twirl my hat for no reason at allllllll
this third handle in so many days give me reason falllll
like i said a few bars ago^ im hella bent
them haters is irrelevant, and i still feel swelll wit some chips
but then, i need some more
i always get some but they never enough for the foreign car
well, im lyin, there was the awkward honda or two,
but fuck that i want a mazaratti that i park on a zonda or two
shit, park that whip on a fire hydrant, and just say fuck it, kick her
then hop out that bitch rockin fluffy slippers....
hahah uh....
yup, im still rappin drunk as fuck
the pump'll dump unless.. im lyin i aint got one im dumb n drunk
you know when u tilted u feel like a bad ass
just wanna beat a dudes ass n get mad cash
until u wake up dehydrated thinkin i wish i could get past that.....:vanja: