Re: The Shelter (Freestyle)
hear what i say...................... when i spit it clear as the day
the only people who recite what i spray are the psychics i pay
i been writin for days......... but still it stays laid on the paper
cause i free key razor flows here.... let me leave you a taper
spit acid and leave you with tracers pens on point...............
see i don't need no erasers
im the type to shock a taser
spit a punch to rock U.Faber
quick verse i'll see you later
when breads made come flock the haters
Re: The Shelter (Freestyle)
I'll come off of WordzWorth and flock the haters.
No, wait, fuck the haters and I'll snuff the traitors.
I'm Buff like Sabres, but you probably didn't know that.
That was a hockey reference, I shouldn't have wrote that.
But my vocab, is monumental.
I'll rob these cats for their bills because they're non sequential.
Consequentially, you'll start to mention me.
Because you're feeling sensually as soon as I press the enter key.
Re: The Shelter (Freestyle)
and zen philosophy centers me/ without stress around me/
gave up searchin for the lesson THEN the lesson found me/
but whats knowledge without heart included/
my art is music influenced by the spark that you lit/
mark my words into your memory banks/
if u disagree with me then censor me blank/
my lyrical rank on this site does'nt make me/
brothers lately just been crazy tryna sufficate me/
with petty wars-its somethin i'm always ready for/
machette,swords??-
my mind stays sharper than the edge of yours/
Re: The Shelter (Freestyle)
talkin stats might aswell hand me the trophy
ive got that philsosophy
you so desperately
seek to find, take a bit from my mind
when you spit a rhyme
make sure to keep it in line
like ya rollerblading
otherwise youll surely be fading
soon to be a distent memory
and dont take this as a diss from me
cuz its really just a quick spit
to let yas see how i tend to rock it
launching at ful throttle like a rocket
trust my rhymes stand the test of time like a rock hit
Re: The Shelter (Freestyle)
i say it once, twice — times up to ten..
can't stop me i'm the creme de la creme
spit hot lyrics, kid swallow nuff flem..
u can't keep up let alone girl frien's
what u comprehend? i guess very little
U drool on the mic go wipe that spittle
man i spit a riddle n leave u scratchin
ur head n ur balls cus im fast dispatchin
rashes, hatchin fleas inside ya
8 ho's on my dick cus im hung like a spider
Re: The Shelter (Freestyle)
hung like a spider? lol
talkin microscopic extremities and a low sex drive
takin anti-meth-amphetamines givin blows for next ride
i guess im the best-"LIE"- but your like a man with two left eyes
never seein right- go get some specs from the tech guy
i check guys whose necks lie outstretched and awaiting
debating whether to leave your center chest muscle deflating
im sicker than rabies call the dogs and tell me i aint violent
cause when i slice ya set youre probly dumb enough to try again
Re: The Shelter (Freestyle)
^^^that was hot and funny
im high as tha highest thing u can think of
yall want war ready to pull a 4 but i speak of
peace but these wanna be thugs
running wit snubs gunnin because
they life boring and they have nothing to do
see u getting cash now they want it from u
instead of earning a dollar
ambition is what seperate ernest from scholars (dum from tha smart)
i can stand in a furnest for hours while yall burnin like flowers
this bright sunny day can turn in to showers
at tha drop of a dime
what u think i dont got niggas who love poppin tha nine
dum ass i got niggahs who was left wit no option but crime
lord forgive him for he just outta his mind
Re: The Shelter (Freestyle)
i spit it quicker then semen out a virgin's dick
and just like that O you are really not emergin quick
i'll serve a bitch like Bobby did and follow tricks
into alleys with hollow tips kill em soundly
around me it is astounding/how verbally i am grounding
MC's that are surrounding/ around me its like a rally
i tally the heads unfoundly ive left undoubtedly dead
holdin a chainsaw and all of the sprockets is red
im constantly fed and leak to bleed the scene that youve fled
immediately freed from the spread when competitions this dead
Re: The Shelter (Freestyle)
Insane dialect,aka mister Fire Breath
watch me breach into higher depths
cool calm and collected,I approach the mic
weaponized lyrics listeners cnt note the strike's
lucky ass nigga thats what the clovers like
fell into the sea of knowledge thats what i call open sight
havent even persuaded the mic in years
blood bleeding thru my eyes they are unlikely tears
formations are form,stay calm I am above the norm
soldiers for rap our writtens carry the uniform
Re: The Shelter (Freestyle)
carry the uniform, I'm more likely to be staring into the storm
not caring despite the warnings, no comparing me to the norm
ain't yet heated, Im barely warm, but the temperature is rising
defying advise, compliance aint something that I'll be exercising
recognize benefits versus consequence with a bit of intelligents
then proceed with intent to succeed with swagger and eloquence
comprised of many elements, probably more guilty then innocent
but my impact is imminent, so it isnt a sin puttin in my two cents
Re: The Shelter (Freestyle)
puttin in my 2 cents in mu-sic i'm too strict/
with the loose leaf a cool theif with smooth tricks/
like i'm lupin the third wheres my fukijo/
u and ya crew should know my beautiful tune is unmovable/
i'm strugglin at it a couple of matches, 2&0/
if u cant prounce that u then u about crap/
down flat garbage as an artist who count stacks/
and not care about the lyrics/
i can hardly hear u see u blarin' our timid/
and with a fare amount of gimmicks
u barely douse a sentence when i got that waka flocka flame/
cuz i got ya mom "managin' my cock enflamed/
cuz its burned so cuzz done leaned a lession/
i have a sharp tongue cuz my words are weapons/
Re: The Shelter (Freestyle)
i got so much rage, held up inside my body right now
haterz wanna see my down an' out, but i flip it right round
they said i was a fat cunt, but i jus' laughed it right off
cuz i can lose my weight, but they always be dead rough
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ugly in the face, an' there whole image is a disgrace
seen so many fakes in this game tryna get paid, but
them lame fucks ain't much, jus' faggots tryna take looks
at my facebook, tryna get info to diss and shake up
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me... yeah they tryna make me angry, an' tryna fuck me off
fuck that, you hoes can all come and suck me off
you got me vexed, i don't need the stress, i have enough
layin' back on my bed, thoughts in my head, i'm sad enough
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but i'm not depressed, i've been there, pulled thru it now
got thru that shit, was a hard time, but this is the new me now
don't like it? y'all need to shut the fuck up an' jog on
i'm done with your shit, so my facebook, you can now log on
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lol
Re: The Shelter (Freestyle)
ahhhh its time for the sun to rise from sun set
back to show every body how its done when i shine
i'm alive back with the heat and the m'fn flames
i got it going on aint no way ima get tamed
see im on the mic i got it going onnn
if i don't watch myself i might just trip on a wire
but they aint no way, im focused from da hydra
its my mediciine but ima tryna quit
its kinda hard, if they made it legal they woulda had a patch for me shit
but that's just how it is so i gota deal
the cards or whatever, or close a sale, cause that's how i do
aint no darth vader but you know i father'd you
son, you gota back up off me so gotta know your place
aint no otha kid fina stop me, leave em with a dum look face
Re: The Shelter (Freestyle)
everybody sit down, i spit the shit that make niggas wanna get down,
i figure that my pictures is the shit woooowwww,
freestyle on a sunday morn,
i pop up and surprise you like the children of the corn,
i'm buildin when i soar, illin' with the form,
i'm grillin niggas like i put em in the skillet,
beat em and eat em with the sauce,
i'm dreamin, try to wake me but lately,
i cant be stopped and rollin like skate team,
breakbeat rhymes, that take me high,
dont try to fake me, i know what i make be right
Re: The Shelter (Freestyle)
and i break the ice..i mean a whole glacier/
wrote rarzor sharp punches like joe fraizer holdin' his own saber/
MC'S lose there spark like broke tazers there flows gayer/
like hoes, players and big wille's spit silly for mo' paper/
listen, bud- i'll do u like a blunt/
smoke u after i lite u up/
size em up and chop em down to size/
bags around my eyes/
flyer then an unidentiyed aircraft around the skies/
with no air bags i'm down to ride/