Re: The Shelter (Freestyle)
im sicker than splitten childrens necks and injesting their livers
crackin their skulls into splinters i was never accepting to shiver
the best worst i deliver pictures worse than the words that depict them
like swallowing quicksand i rip hands from arms caught in my contraption of wit man
you can say that im sick or psychotic as shit fam...............................
..............but your just as sick for being interested in the read from my writs.........
........................while i bleed at the wrists....... damn
Re: The Shelter (Freestyle)
fuck i deleted my shit by accident, delete this post
Re: The Shelter (Freestyle)
I tried to Blow up, but Im Tied and So Slumped
Who gives a fuck im in the dumps..
..Thats why I Smoke Bud And the high wont Show Up.
This surprizes No one?
This is Crazy Shit I Blaze and Sit all by my Lonesome.
I need The Reaper from Hell..Still im Pissed an Never Felt
But I dont need No one else, So I'll just Spit to Myself.
..That Dose Abusive, When he Shows some New Shit
But these Flows I Spew Sick for my Own Amusment..
..I'm Cold and rollin' Flu-ish on ya Bums and Do this Quick-
Until Im Spittin on myself Like a Mummblin Idiot..
And then my Thunder Really Hits until its Bubblin' up a Mix
And Plunders Under City Bricks, ya fuckers Runnin' just ta live..
Im Somethin' wit my Spits, but no Lovin' for the Dose
They wouldnt even Notice Me if I was Covered Up in Gold..
Its no Fun to Be Alone, So I'm Clutchin' on The Bowl
Breathin' Sess its me and Death until I'm Dusted up and Blown..
I'm a Man who Walks with Death, Its Do or Die Dose-
But I'm not Plannin' nothing yet, This aint no suicide Note.
..But Dont get it Twisted, Im not scared to be Dead
Its like..I dont wanna die, but I Dont Care if I Did..
..Mysterious in Spits, Im as Serious as This-
Fear is what emits to Experiance again..
Peer into my Vision, understand what I'm Goin' Through
Uknown to you its Growing Too..The only way is Showin' You
Is Flowin' to Unleashin' til its Somthing I Can Prove-
Dose is through wit most of you, Told you theres nothing I Cant Do!
Except for Warnning all the Chumps about this War that Erupts
I Need Answers to the questions that the Lord Doesnt Touch..
Was I Born ta Get Fucked? Put my Sword through mah Guts-
As life Force me to Run like Four, Three, Two, One?
I was Bound to be the Best, but that is Doubt within my Breath-
And it Surrounded me with Death, So this my Countdown to the End....
Re: The Shelter (Freestyle)
Countdown to the end, so a shout out to the men
and women forced to be fixin, a problem that won't mend
not a big enough bandage, the medias claims are outlandish
to the city I brandish, excreting the anguish
To many times, heard "can't speak the language"
But in YOUR country, would it be the same, bitch?
Fuck no, adapt or die, darwins law still applies
its just been crapped on by liberals who whine and cry
time to be critical, 360 spherical, in this, politics? Why?
I felt cynical, satirical, knowledge dropped, pick up the minds.
Re: The Shelter (Freestyle)
You Know when your sitting in your room wondering.
About if you when you die you ever will see the sun again.
Or if your future holds promise instead of grim.
When you hear a loud voice from your door saying let me in.
Then you open the door and theirs your good buddy tim.
Eyes red as fuck and duby in his right han-d(han..d).
He sits down at a stool then begins tremblin.
Then you say calmly alright dude hand me the medicine.
You toke as you sit down then hear a noise from the backround.
Fuck only the 5 0 make that sound.
Pulling out the febreze spraying like crazy now.
Hear a few smacks on the door they really cracked down.
Tim freaks out grabs his stash and runs were he cant be found.
As you walk towards the door and open it up put that act on now.
Standing at the door are 2 tall men in uniform.
All the sudden over your shoulders is the weight of the world.
Sir we have reason to beleive thier is weed being smoked here.
No officer im just relaxing here havent smoked weed in a year.
They both peer inside as they noticably sniff the air.
Sweat trickles down your cheek as you stand and stare.
They smile as one says alright buddy take care.
Oh ya and dude i like how you grew your hair.
Then you close your door as they walk back to their cruiser.
You run to the back door which is wide open showing the blue stairs.
Re: The Shelter (Freestyle)
picked up the minds like adrift in the sky
slewin dark trench coat verses like i spit in disguise
and i breathe in to try and understand why i lie
but my lines are foul im at fault like being over the line
id be a poser if i tried to imitate what i find
but all this hate will shrink me up until i fold in demise
Re: The Shelter (Freestyle)
Natives founded tribes to receive life and answers.
But god gave them a catastrophe putting them in submission like cancer.
One moment, Let me just flip back to the last stanza
Wondering about life isnt that what were all fans for.
Why did we take what was already had.
Life is a blessing to all those who uphold it , but life turned bad.
Us white folk came over emitting destruction.
Doing our murder dance causing volcanic eruptions.
The Natives didnt stand for it but who the fuck gave.
They were just simple people we didnt under stand their ways.
We took their land and their people all their life thrown in the fray.
Now we look back and point the finger at those we used to praise.
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Point the finger at those we praise
but I never stopped praising
you dont gotta go to church
to get in with a reservation
but a sinner I remain, the story still the same
I smoke too much and fuck too much,
not to mention, get brain
damaged women on the train
sandwiched women on the train
Ill make em shudder and quiver
her boyfriends after me with scissors
cuz I brought a special delivery
but thats not all that i delivered
Re: The Shelter (Freestyle)
Feelin' Finished when I Breath, Evision what I See
Let me paint you up a Picture while ya Listenin' to Me
Many Fishes in the Sea but there Isnt one for Me..
Cause I was ment to be alone and the Sickest of Emcees.
And they Picked me out to Bleed, Played my Feelings like Im Weak
..It kept me in the Dumps and made me Feel like I was Beat
It Feels me up with Heat but Im not Questioning no Moe'
It puts the Pressure on the Dose Relize Im Destined as Alone
Respect is Never Shown and the Best to Ever Flow-
Its like Lettin' it all Go until Death can catch yer Soul-
Takin' a Breath'll make Me Cold and Lately I Run and Hide
Cause I'm Scared to Take my Life but Im Waitin' ta fuckin Die.
Im Hated all the Time but Once I Got a Great Thing..
I had to turn away because she didnt want the Same Thing.
And she happened to be the One but it wont Happen ever Son
And Ofcourse she didnt tell me until after I Fell in Love..
..The Laughs'll Never Come, Im only Actin' like this is Fun
Im even surrounded by the dark when Im Standin' in the Sun-
Ill only Last until Im Done, I Hope its as Fast as I can Run
Cause Im stuck in Last Place..They always Pass me up so Much.
No one Walkin up to Me, Got me Fearin that Im Weak-
Whats the Problem? Could it Be? Its So Obvious its Me
..And I gave into another Thinkin I Could Love her Ways
But Take me as a Sucker. Written right across my Face
Its a Game like all the Others and Im Wishin' I could Play
So I Strayed before I Plunder, Gettin' it Right I got Away
Im sad and in the dumps cause im Madder Better Off
But Id Rather Never Love before Id Rather Ever Lost
..This the End of all of this, though my Pen got Stronger Tips
Insted of Fallin' Bottomless I Benifit the Possitive
Ive got Friend I Lost ta This, Not to Mention my Own Soul
While the Rest is on Hold my Living Death is Untold
My Breath is Unknown, its almost time for me ta Go-
Maybe Im Blinded by the Flow an Maybe my Mind'll Just Explode-
Maybe I Try to let it Go an Maybe Unwinding is the Dose-
But Im Hidin' at the Mo' and this the Cryin' of a Soul-
But Im Climbin' up the Rope. With a View on this Life
Im Doomed into Strife, This aint News that I Write.
I Keep and True and always Right wit no Secret Looms within' my Sight-
Im Deep enducing more than Fright, The Reaper proved this more than Twice
I Choose to be this Type, I dont let Nobody Close to Me
Grabbin' a Hold the Dose to See your whole Unholy Soul through Me
And Explosions what I See, Close to Omens over Me-
Close to Closin' in on me, Thats how the Dose Suppose to be
I was Chosen to Be a Beast, The Souless Solder on the Street
All alone an in my Home where Im Honing on the Beat
..And I Grew up wit a Lack of Friends, Smackin' Men
My only Buddies were the Pad and Pen, I couldnt get Mad at Them
..I Was almost at my End, You can guess What Happened Then?
I dont Mastered Extravagence and Had to Rap Again.
Now Im Spoken in my own Text, No Hoping for the Lone Death
I Dream about that other life and Wake up in a Cold Sweat.
Re: The Shelter (Freestyle)
I shoulda used something more permanent for this rough sketch of my life plan
cuz these pencil lines are fading, but I'm determined to play the right hand.
This sermon can not be spoken under the church steeple, or on the street corner
I speak of vermin who are stoking the coals, just tryin to get their feet warmer
lyin into the tape recorder, beggin and pleading for a slight
glimpse in their direction, then they're done for the night, that's right
I'm callin out any attention whore who's listening
cuz you won't just get my attention...you'll get a fisting
in reverse, busting out teeth on the entry
keepin patrol for lost souls, call me the sentry.
I unfold this untold lyrical origami
while all these cat's go in circles like spherical astronomy
Send your neurons into shock, a telekinetic lobotomy
then launch you from machu pichu so you can check out the topography
Re: The Shelter (Freestyle)
Attempting to rap not trying to achieve.
Just stopping the blood flow so i can beleive.
In the reality of life as i face it in action.
Trying to help others take life in ration.
Their's those who survive dime stashing.
Those who live in shame of swords clashing.
Well heres the rescue ship landing for the extraction.
Unfortunate life tells tales of families passing.
But that doesn't mean that other people cant live.
Close the doors that lead to brick walls and build a bridge.
Leading those who follow in the path i think true.
Leaving peace in our path leaving noone beshrew.
Re: The Shelter (Freestyle)
I'm all over the place, I cover shit like a tarp
You shouldn't come out at night, you might get raped in the park
I rhyme so tight and I flow so vicious
You spit like the bitches, I swear your blowing me kisses
Half the whack shit I read on here almost warrants apology
They struggle with playdough while I contemplate astronomy
I don't let the little stupid shit in life bug and bother me
But thus far, what I've seen, ya'll haven't got much to offer me
I can barely even count on constructive criticism
I'm living life and your confined like being stuck in a prism
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Old friends forget that they were once some of my best peeps
Feeling kind of lonely wandering sole in the streets.
Confused as to why we diverged like a fish out of a creek.
Stepping out of a circle takes some strength guess I'm to weak.
Values change in man but to me that feels emotionally forced.
Caught lost in a vortex like me and my cronies got divorced.
Every Soul had this feeling no one i wish it upon.
Unknowing of what you did wrong then your peeps are gone.
Had my best man Jackie, me and him chilled like refrigerator ice.
But my homie turned on me and I'm wondering what i didn't do right.
God makes me fear my life, hard to make it through alone.
Wishing for a miracle but god ain't a savior I'm on my own.
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Shouts out to VO, another soul in these streets
Either pistols or the mic, catch us holdin the heat
Aint ever talkin down an I'm still holdin the peace
Till a fraud jump fly an get introduced to the beef
But back to rap stuff, thats what this all about
RapBattles.com the place an internet tha route
CDB's first post, and got the booth in flames
Still standing in the embers, yellin ' Hold up Mayne '
1000 posts from now find me still the same...
Cause if you gettin bills homies, no point in change....
Re: The Shelter (Freestyle)
what up CDB im patrolling my streets
up all night no wife just my soul and some sweets
i guzzled hen mixed wit gin im so focused and meek
me focus on beef naw i'd rather roll in tha jeep
lookin for a hood rat with nice lips to poke up her cheeks
since post 1 i never changed notice tha frees
my lines hit hard cause they not suspose to be weak
im suspose to be brief
but i say whatever come to tha mind
sometimes i rhyme just to have fun with tha lines
its been a number of times
when i posted dum and got dummer cause im
drunker than most
im eating no feasting cause my hunger and ghost
taunt and haunt me
and i'll never tell tha story of wat i did when i stayed with my aunt be