Re: The Shelter (Freestyle)
i have feelings but i'm not sharing them,
i'll never fall down or in love,
i can't decide the more embarrassing,
god put me here to bring fear to the people,
make em' wanna' stray from the devil kind of evil,
sing a little song about getting along,
and forget about the blood and the guns and bombs,
and walk blind to the cliff, sure you won't fall cause' the big net exists,
sure you won't stall when the first foot slips,
sure that you're right and there's a reason for the shit...
they say the best way to kill a baby is the pill,
but i say you finish making it and raise it crazy
teach it not to stray or think or ask and sit and work and pay the bills....
Re: The Shelter (Freestyle)
freestyle:
ayo.....
the streets never leave me alone,
that why i got a fat bankroll and keep pitchin the bones,
rollin dice for the fun of it,
not about the funny money- honies on me, lap dancin hot and im loving it,
i keep my face outta the limelight,
the crime life pays but notorious gangsters get dimed right?
im never in the pen or the big-house,
but now that im paid i got a brand new benz and a big house,
my style keep you haters at bay,
you can front if you like, take a nibble even bite it away.
Re: The Shelter (Freestyle)
Freestyle off topness...
This rap game is easy. gravy shit, get it done,
Bringin in the doe like a factory of honeybuns,
Get shit goin and on the grind all day long,
Been alone my whole life but I keep hearin Stay Strong
No backspaces and keep typing , once every second,
Any dude buckin up to me learnin his lesson,
Me dude, I bring the noise, any thug wanna see the toys,
Other faget rappers not makin sense like skinny bitch on roids,
Re: The Shelter (Freestyle)
put another couple words up in the net to leave the kids feeling upset
about the skill they'll never get or have or even better yet
they'll never know about or go to a show about
or rearrange the same old flow up out the boring same old slow pace, doubt
i'll ever make my peace with rap because it's dead and ever dying
never trying seems much better than constantly lying
all you fucking g's are silly, please, come talk to me when your a-b-c's
are spruced up just enough to spell the biggest word you've learned from me
and quit - stealing - shit - feeling - it's - your only - option
like you don't go home to parents in a house that you put locks in,
and i'm only talking to the ones who live a fucking act,
mostly not black not broke not hood not hard just all the "power's" what attracts
em' and you go around your town and frown upon the people there,
beat them down in groups of three and act like it was fuckin' fair,
pull a knife out quicker than the fight even begins,
slice em' just a bit because you know you won't put it in...
Re: The Shelter (Freestyle)
Ima lay my words down quicker than a fuckin racer on the track,
Because half the faggets on here are lamer and worse than WACK,
These silly kids think there lyrical abilities are ill and amazin,
When im a fuckin lion in the prairie and there some weak deer grazin,
Either I grab the mic or grab the pen, either way, shits raw,
These criminal rappers gettin fucked up cuz im layin down the law,
Im the sherrif round here faget, get used to the shit,
Tell your girl shes too ordinary...im already used to her clit
Im usin the bitch, when I hit, makin her twitch, walkin wit a limp,
To her your the second guy, and im her number one pimp.
Re: The Shelter (Freestyle)
break faces, and make state cases out of keyed raps
you see that's ....ta' reason I be that, egotistical meanie
see... a fist will go cleanly through your monitor screen... when I slaughter,
all of you queens over a cadence.. showing no patience
or mercy, I hurt these pricks like I'm breaking a branch...
making a stance, have you aching for the chance to make an advance
movement, I'll be ready steady vision night goggle
might cause no interruption when fighting under the dark scheme
my hearts seen as an volatile instrument...
the instant it, beats I show no resistance to discontent - dismembering
flesh souls, I rest so I can be fully alive...
I bully you and realize...you're not a challenge, you can't even breath the air
I've seen in your lean career - it's positive..
You're side-tracked, I spit that fly raps that pilots catch into sky drafts
With pie graphs, You ever try to decide that's..
The reason I'm not going murk you... I'm the man who makes deadlines that hospitals work to...
The very thought of a mortal trying to walk in my circle's
Enough for me to split em & give each end of his an opposite curfew..
I see your point.. and break it' in two...
No-one's faker than you, when I'm taking a screw, driver to ya face than KA-BOOM!..
There is no escaping ta' room, masking tape & a broom..
handle... new ammo, go box to box like I pressed & clicked a Youtube Channel
& started watching the scene...
off the TV from an opposite screen, with a wireless network
cable attached to a router that's boxed in between
If I ever see Megan Fox in a dream... I'm chasing her off with a scream
mask and shoving her head between a Photo Copy Machine glass! *print sound*
Bitches.
Re: The Shelter (Freestyle)
Ok Mr...Yu have to much time on yur hands yu basically just rote a book
listen to what im saying...look
Yur ryhmes are wack my are like if god was a rapper on earth
Im better then you and i just started... yuve been doing it since birth
and i dont need to backspace i just keep typin weather it makes sence or not
yu need a dictionary to make yur rap all i need is... pills and pot
while im rising to the top your name is faded
yu cant even get yur girl in yur bed but naked
Re: The Shelter (Freestyle)
haha... garbage ^ move on kiddo, get some awards under ya belt before you address someone of my stature.
Shit... motherfucker I ain't done with this yet.. .
I don't even think the REAL vets had fun with this yet...
They mumbling threats, under they' breaths... trying put up a front
so they puff up they chest.. but run, when someone's addressed..
Haha... are you dudes kidding me? look at me...
now look at you, NOT one of you fagots can reach the height's that I took this to.
Blah... i'll be back.
Re: The Shelter (Freestyle)
awards??...buddy this site is free
you acting like you just won an oscar nominee
Im freestylng right here quick so pay attention your rapping some1 who is only 15 years of age.... your 23 and still working at mcdonallds minimum wage... yu got a free award but you aint good enough to appear on stage... yull get bood off and wroten about on the front page... theres a whole world out there not just a computer... time to step out of the cage...theres a whole life a head of you if you knew what to do... but yur broke with no education and never went to school... at age 15 i already have a higher sallery... while yu work eating cheese burgers being a fatty... gaining weight yu never lost a callorie... you only have 2 awards but yet no money... get up out of your chair ITS TIME TO START RUNNING.... 200 pounds overweight soon yull even BLOW up .... yu better exercise or for the next award ceremony... yu wont even SHOW up...
Re: The Shelter (Freestyle)
freestyle;
i'm rough to the core put the nuts to your whore
shut the door in her face call her later for more
and she'll come cause' she cums when i look at her,
throw a book at her, cut her up and cookin' her,
you'd think she was being murdered, you should have heard her
she deserved it, you deserve worse than murder,
turd burglar, fuck face rapper with a duck taped mic,
mines gold plated with diamonds shining bright,
internet rappers are all the same,
13, a third mean, and a fan of lil wayne,
i dont even want to make sense, im immense,
i make 6 figures you make allowance,
i have not met a child, not yet defiled,
sick to the cure, born to be mild...
now im going to bed because i work in the morning
Re: The Shelter (Freestyle)
back with rep n a mark, collected apart
meshed with the rest of the blessings afar
im the best with a heart, got reckless then scarred
whetted my stressings then got my checks in my targ...
..et, yet, where are the dues sworn now
said it before, came thru the door, jewels size of a newborn child
whose more wow, whose more pow?
cant keep my rearview attached to the windshield..subs too darn loud
yo..im known to keep it funky a bit
take a piss with a ripped dutch under mah chin
im above you dudes but im under some gin
see a chick with a fat ass makes me wonder again
about some old shit that put me under the pen
got keys now...not under a pen
im lovin it when
i can just log n write, go hard in sight out with a pad
park my car on a hydrant get out n blackout on the grass
you dudes waste time on a track with that crap you barely do
I hear the treble with the bass n come in sword swingin witta parachute
heard my last 6 reason why im guessing ur fairly blue
.....ur carrying that shovel to bury u
lol.....i kick sicker shit than paris'd do
embarrasin you...and no, im not a brooklyn kid
but if i flowed in the triborough then it shook the bridge
plus mah hooks r sick, when i kick that wise rap
but now im gonna log for a bit so u dudes can have ur site back
:salute:
Re: The Shelter (Freestyle)
Am I Crazy or just Lately, Strangly into Changing-
Paseing back and forth lookin for a way to Save Me.
Relieve me Through Sound, Whats Keepin me Down?
When the Beefs all Around I Keep my Feet on the Ground..
Such as, Pass me on the Shelf, or just Hand me the Belt-
But dont think that you've Advanced, when I cant Save Myself.
Know I'll keep the Hope Alive in me, The Evil Grows Inside of me-
I See though that its Feeble and you People Known 'ta Lie to Me..
..Running free excaping me, to keep me Sane, unfading me
But Lovin' me or Hating me, either way no Saving me-
So basicaly its crazy. though I'll Hold on if its True
But these faces that be fakin'...I just dont know what to Do
..I fear theres no one left, I feel theres no one left
I feel this in my chest n my career is all thats left.
But I'm Happy now so Planting Down my Feet on the Ground
So the Passion mountains crashing down turn my Seeds into Sound.
Re: The Shelter (Freestyle)
Ok...Holiday shit
I Stay Spitten Verses so Distinguished and Crazy..
No thanksgiving Turkey, It just Biscuts and Gravy-
Embeded in Steam that I Swallowed for Years..
So I Decorate the Tree for some Holiday Cheer..
..I want Presents cause I'm Greedy..I'm Hecklin' the Needy
Then I'll paint the town red like I'm the Greatest in Graffiti!
You got Thicker flows than this then actually Disperse Notes as Tough,
I'm not the Grinch who stole yer christmas, But I'm Sure Close Enough..
....A Night of all Beers, I get Hammered and Mawled-
I'm the Type to Swipe Beards off of Santa in Malls..
...Look for hand outs, Im like Gimmie, a Male Cacasian on the Prawl,
Thats not Santa in your Chimney, thats me Braking in your House..
..Ofcourse I'm the Source..So I'm Blazing up a Spliff'a'Green..
Now the Lord is Re-born and I'm Waking up the Christmas Tree
..My Lifted Abilities will Throw a Snow Ball to Damn' ya
I make ya miss your deliverys like when I get Smoked out with Santa..
...While Everyone is Too Calm, I Embezzle out of New Vaults..
Reigndeer gets Baked here, So I make Venison out of Rudolph..
..I Flow this stuff the Best..You can Choke on your Desire..
Dont be "Nuts", Your "Chest" can Roast on Open Fires!
..The Glee in Ressusess as my Lyrics Exsisted-
But now this Demon Posseses the Spirit of Christmas.
This Weed has got me Razed so I can Take on who Verse Me-
But my Punches missed for Munchies when I seen Egg-nog and Turkey..
Yes...My Spit is Collosus, But I hardly know what to do here..
So I guess I'll Drink til I vomit and Party til the New Year.
Re: The Shelter (Freestyle)
Ha... slim shady, I got you fam...
*floor starts rumbling *
All these wack fucks, back up when the best is in progress...
texting a god is... looking down, got it hooked
feel you've shook it now... I'll take it oblige, clean the slate...
from the face of demise... and erase
the expression of time and space from the skies...
Celph Taut - the platonic alloy... I'll deploy,
A child like a projectile ...destroy, ya style' for being infantile
as I smile with joy... see that slim shady cat?
He's a mild decoy, I got a style like Aces Wild, ..this boy,
The jack of no-trades.. nothing that I enjoy..
So if you're done placating ya worship... on gay little verses I'll conceive the mother load...& blow ya cover so ... far, into
oblivion the Amistad that carries ya cadence flies to another boat
While ya shovel notes... n' spray it,
Like semen down ya gay lovers throat... You'll have to excuse me.
Battling groupies isn't nothing of effort...
I've crush the projected touch of the skeptic...
and turn unwavering thoughts into something majestic...
Yeah... you're right about one thing... I've been rapping for ages...
Since African Sages... manufactured
tracks from the basics... put it on wax, & ta' foundation collapsed into space it's..
Something, I'm frankly admired... I'm a champ, you're a hire
You couldn't hold a candle to ta' flames of mine... Celph will,
re-arrange the minds of the feeble with ease'...
watch the needle scream when it sees... the vinyl, spin around the axis..
I've been around, this minute now is practice...
my pen is wild, ... the penance, is in it's style of wackness
You see... you, as an MC have an image of stature..
But the gimmick ya past up... has fucking been a disaster...
So I sit back, in calculated madness... and grab this pad, it's...
What I have... when I'm adding on to the fact, this..
cat is, nothing more than a consequential benefit... my pen inflicts...
That... of an angelic wit... with', the thoughts of Lucifer
on demand... when I reach my hand for his hellish grip...
Guillotine tongue... watch ta' lines disperse like a metal clip... *bloaw*
Stop... watch, as the pedal kicked halts ya demise...
Assault the disguise ta' stereotypes have pressured you in...
I'm the testament - been, lethal since lethal was hazardous, You're
mad that this, battle dis - of yours,
was nothing more than a savage fix, of asphyxiation..
Across ya neck, it's initiation to ya text an affiliation with cats of this kind...
any track I contract, you'll decline..
Your wack raps, are ta' mask for the blind... who have yet, to adjust
the contrast of their minds.. causing a mental lapse to align...
ta' cerebellum... it's clear, and I'm hear to tell em'... don't battle me..
a Name like "Slim Shady" shows the depth of ya originality
Step, and this kid no doubt'll be.. laid out...
some spectators will say his name to the count of 3...
....
..
.
*no pulse*
Good.
Re: The Shelter (Freestyle)
ckeckity check you can bet whats next.
realaseing some stress off my chest.
let all my hopes down so now I can rest.
You know this and that, tip ya hat, hes the best.
what mufucka? he been thro that test?
Yes, fuck is you acting all supressed.
got clean clothes but hes homo in a dress.