Brag about yourself!

yo
young $al is back,
still young an mean.
i came hype shit up,
an grace da scene.
wit my lyrical talent,
an flows dat tell da truth.
i already got fans,
an i aint been ta da booth.
but dats why i'm on here,
tryin ta spread my skills across da nation.
i keep da stage so hot,
u could fry some bacon.
but why am i tellin yall stuff,
dat yall already know.
cuz when i get on da comp an type,
u know u in 4 a show.
i'd done said wat i had ta say,
so i'm bouts bounce.
an i'ma take my grace wit me,
an leave u wit bars ta count.
piece. :thefinger

Likely i ain't to be taken lightly
Guns and rifles slightly
Set my mind-deck on the scrach and spin back
On the big bag full of weed and that shit
That didn't bounce went through yo head
Like all that burining lead not the bullet thou
Not yet and what for, all i care is fo show
It ain't raw blasting pits as low
As hell hole lower more, or even so
Die! no don't got money to slow
Lord ain't aceepting and I ain't going to hell
Time raised me well taught me all I shall
Purusue my dream now, to sell...
What? thats waht i thought crack on the back block?
Maybe guns to some dawg... Nah il wirte a song
A meter long
about love and a thong,
About how me so strong,
How the shit i do is wrong,
About me squared smoking a bong
Me climbing towers like king-kong
Yeah thats it I got it now its all about somehow
ME all me you people can't see that im not he
And certanly not she, Im a thug on a back block
Free, yeah you like that it doesn't flow well
Well it doesn't have for it to sell, my style is swell
Like your face after you get some tacobell
How about that, im gonna repeat my rhymes now
"Dawg im copying my rap" "a wnna be!" WOW

philosophically they aen't no stoping me/
my rhymes are more addicted then poppey seeds
/ if you don't know that where they get the heroin from/
you can climb a mountain and/ you still would'nt be on my level son
/ 5'11 190/ this nigga's all muscle/
i take ova blocks/ kinda like Bill Russell
u talking about beating me/
well you gonna be needing some help/
i hate to brag/ but that the only way i can talk about myself

On da mic I'm a KILLA but don't fuck with da SQUAD
Da way this MR. SPIT some say I'm DEF BY MOUF
I told'em fuck'em I'm a RENEGADE...
TORCHin muthafuckas then handin them out band-aids
The weakest link is CHITOWN DA RIDDLA
I did'nt say good bye but took his YUNG FACE like Jack da Rippa
DUVALRAPSTAR is like an OREO...moist and soft in da middle
Someone wanted to be da first black SHADOWSK8TER
I asked how you gonna achieved that at da same time being a soulja?
I sliced the necks of 7TH PSALMM and VOETSEK
Evidence on my arms and palms the blood still drippin wet
I spent so much time on them didn't even get to me yet...............
KILLA SQUAD IS HOES..........NEED I SAY MORE!!!

Right before your eyes is someone you can't see
In da rap game I'm needed just like da air you breathe...
I'm cool like a breeze, leave da stage da crowd is pleased
Cuz ya boy keep it hot and popping like a pot grease...
You can leave, but I can stand da heat of da kitchin
Aint Musiq Soulchild but when I speak "JUSLISTIN"...
Relax, take notes, pay attention
As my voice go through these mic wires as I'm spitting...
Aint nobody on the same level as this fella
I'm high as da stars feelin light as a feather...
Aint nothing coward about me I aint yella
But I love cheddar, searchin for my black cinderalla...
Don't take to kind to authority ask da KILLA SQUAD
You can say I killed them all, but I didn't try at all...

UnrealDeal spittin from the top of my crainium
packin pistols with uranium, aimin em
straigt to the brains of anyone, that makes a run
in slow motion, bullets peirce and rip open
mass commotion, streets filled with blood deep as oceans
people scream as their submerged, in this chaotic verse
drowning as they become immersed, in this curse that only gets worse
sedating peoples irates,creating a place, n my akward mental state
filled with grace, minds become strong and carry their own weight
a place for me and friends, enimies enter and suffer in anguish
where we know each other like books and we speak our own language
u see a silhouette of a group of people u would normally forget
the fucked up ones who make you sweat,in our own world no longer a threat
together in our own zone,the unknown,just leave us alone
we erase the kin that are unlike our own, a place thats safe to us and to u a danger zone

--------------Edit: ment to put this in freetyle...oops... maybe someone could move it or something?

I rip emcees, when V.P grabs the mic, opponents get weakened knees/
My expertise increase when I spit, a wack rapper's quick to leave/
Beef & cheese go hand in hand, and I got more arms than Indian god/
When in comes to crime, I'm wanted in many states, your opinion is not/
Reminiscent of a pizza boy, the shit I deliver is hot/
Splittin ya plots, inflictin a lot of pain, you quiver when shots are fired/
And here's a tip: always use the rubber, like you were stockin tyres/

A walkin' holiday, my nickname is Ballaween
*whistles* plop, watch out for the fallin' screens
Got more green then a seattle supersonic sweater letter
Ice is nothin' but light like the weight of a feather
See gettin' green is a damn sinch I'm the 22 inch grinch
I hog money, I'ma ball hog while haters is warming the bench
Smack the face off ya face, and that's all it takes
For me to make butter-boy, take my verse off his tapes
the Outsyder iced out, lights reflect off the face
Prolly could cough on a plate and make frosted flakes
When I open up the trunk it look so sweet
Presto I'm changin' Antwan to open Sesame Street
I'ma roll model for all geeks, they walk up and gimme dap
So many screens up in the slab, I'm drivin' a computer lab

In this game....

I'm sittin levels above, so cats always show Revel some love
peeps compete to be as hot as me, even the devil will shove
yall can doubt it, but i'm dope wit these lines of relevance
outshinin...makin some of yall look like u got rhyme impediments
i'm dope...period--look above & yall gon find the evidence
the most divine of elements couldnt define my emanence

like the rock-n-roll guitar strings, im tight like when it plays/
the beat rockin' with the drum sets, like Hiphop mixed with ROCK these days//
im ill like a touch of pneumonia, it's contagious for ya /
People , get diolated from resistence of this paraphernalia//
im hot like a parhelion on either side of the game/
with par excellence i dont have to abide by the fame //

yo, i come iller than aids bitch, im sicker than anthrax/
my flows is infectious, a lyrical train, ill hit you harder than amtrak/
you wanna step to this? come wit ya best, i command that/
takes some damn notes, come equiped or get ransacked/
i cause international catastrophies when i talk my words/
ill knock the world of its axis when i drop my verse/
ill chant a curse then leave you in the back of hearse/
i know thats played out,but shit, your fuckin raps are worse/
ill crash the earth, i'll grab and slash your worth, in half/
a lyrical avalanche get buried in my words, you gasp/
cuz your all out of oxygen, step out the boxing ring/
you cant contend with me, it aint so shockin when/
you throw in the towel, cuz you know im rockin shit/
knockin bitches out, i dont need no glocks or techs/
give me a mic and ill me steady droppin the hottest shit/
so if you wanna step to this, yo just drop me a line/
cuz on a scale from 1-10, imma top at a nine/
cuz im top of the line, droppin the ominous lines/
givin off one of the seven signs of armageddon/
apocalyptic rhymes, ill verbally stomp ya head in/
the lyrical prophet, philosophically, i gots to be honest/
my words come close to those of my homie nostradamus/
-NIGHTMARE DISCIPLES- :gfy:

Like the return of Jesus... nobody knew Jabs was coming
But if you battle me... I'll make you go to Jazz or something
I throw fists but you can give me two nines
And defeating any mc with the big head like Jimmy Neutron
Ain't letting the title below my name determine my skill
I was born sick... like a sperm that is ill

Nasty

you want me to brag, where should i start.
lets talk about my rags, and bloodly farts.
about my penis - the smallest body part.
or my largest - pulsating heart.
where i tear you apart,
like to ladies struggling over one shopping cart.
my brain needs that spark
from that nugget jar,
before the lights go out,
cause im scared of the dark.

Here I go again... with a brag or boast
These fags is toast...
Call me out for a challenge... but i don't battle I'll drag a host
Mad at most... my intensity is to smash the coasts
You gotta 'writer'... well fuck u I'ma grab the 'ghost'
Words I'll exchange if I see ya dime with a thick frame
Pretending to be passionate... you cat's need 'patents' to spit 'game'
Ignoring ya skull... you'll need a stitched brain
I'm murdering cats painfully... they go home and slit veins
Earning a quick name... jealousy makes cats wanna seise it
They say it's always somebody better than you... my mindstate won't let me believe it

Blazin out the kettles of hell, bringin fire on earth/
astronomical karma rushin when I serve outta hurt/
cursed till the day I die, to crush who don't know me/
hush ya'll fuckin mouths cause boney bitches..don't need/
to be cappin, i'll crack a bottle on ya'll heads tuff/
the scruffy rough young, i'll_rip_ya_tongue_out, buck/
so ya fuck boys can stop suckin so much nuts/
Dr.O keeps you alive to prescribe a knife to the gut/
get 5-0 in a rut since turkeys are for stuffin/
I'm a wild styled vile guy makin a_world_wide_ruckus/
bustin and havin all ya'll straight hemoreiging/
but when I'm done punishing, ya'll be glad you lost yo memory/
In the house of the critically insane, i'm the only psycho/
Dr.O for omnipotent in game for the very first title/
recite what ya'll will shrill and meek as you may be/
place ya'll in disgrace, fetal position like a babies/