The Shelter (Freestyle)

i want you all to know that hole in ya chest
is not from a bullet, its the words that i bless
letters that can enslave a king piece of chess
got your heart and soul jailed up, cardiac arrest
ooooooooo so tired of readin mediocre punchlines
time to move the clouds so yall can see the sunshine
got the one rhyme,
that moves your soul to jump ever second, ya its spring time
I see words in jumbled thoughts, king of the word searches
1000 feet above the ground and i still havent surfaced
but the worm never knows at dawn where the bird lurches
early bird gets the worm so i have the bitch on pre-purchase
but what is my purpose, to change the rules up?
make the lyrics that attract people to my fan club?
drop the lines that cause all the haters to rise up?
only a few "maino" that its ALL THE ABOOOOOVE

Straight out the vortex with my forceps
eatin' corn chex, new nik's gettin' more checks
keep a ego sky high, I think I got the lords head
I'm morbidly important sportin' a tee sayin' your next
I keep the smallest rapper soundin' like chipmunks
I ain't sayin' you good, when I talk about BIG UP
I'm talkin' bedsty, red light, green, alarm clock GET UP
I be fuckin' up a broads intestines messin' her ribs up
if your lip plump don't hate, just give dude applause
I'ma B P'n on your face just to give you a cause
let the king sit on his opponents they'll hit YOU with rocks
give you the gauze call it a wrap then spit in your nos....tril?
get pimp c'd rip tee's rip thoughts, fat man, rip jeans
leave your family dead with you for talkin' slick RIP GENES

Straight out the vortex with my forceps
eatin' corn chex, new nik's gettin' more checks
keep a ego sky high, I think I got the lords head
I'm morbidly important sportin' a tee sayin' your next
I keep the smallest rapper soundin' like chipmunks
I ain't sayin' you good, when I talk about BIG UP
I'm talkin' bedsty, red light, green, alarm clock GET UP
I be fuckin' up a broads intestines messin' her ribs up
if your lip plump don't hate, just give dude applause
I'ma B P'n on your face just to give you a cause
let the king sit on his opponents they'll hit YOU with rocks
give you the gauze call it a wrap then spit in your nos....tril?
get pimp c'd rip tee's rip thoughts, fat man, rip jeans
leave your family dead with you for talkin' slick RIP GENES

I'm one of the best and that's said with glory
they couldn't flip me if they did it metaphorically
question grammer when online you act like idiots
so it's obvious without me here, will there be any sense?!??!
thinkin' your math addin up, but that's senseless dawg
murder ya in ya circle, pray for ya, cursed, hexagon
the fuck!??!?! I don't even know I'm the president on...
some we should save the world, start a war n send you off
mad cuz you want to give peace a chance, keep the fans
all I want to do is get a new HDTV and give each a branch
...the fuck?!?!??!? nevermind

mind expanded eyes closed i can barely stand shit
i watch the time go out the window contemplating
if i was rich and lived in a mansion would life still be
so difficult? did it all fall apart because i planned it?
well all i really know is that pain brought gain i stay
sane enough just to manage and maintain i could do
without the fame but i really need a vision from god
i need to know the truth is he real, or spiritual fraud
this life has never been so tough i went through it all
get up just to fall punching holes through the wall
life is a bitch no matter if its summer winter or fall
i try to stand tall but feel like a toddler who crawls
subliminal slavery subdues the masses enslaving us all

I ain't the type to brag, but damn these drugs and guns, I hold it down
Rockin' the Golden Crown, Bitch, point them out, I blow them down
My hearts even colder now, just sold a pound, passing bolders around
The soldiers in town, a duffle bag packed with some good shit, hood shit
Never thought that life could get, as good as this, selling wood chips
Now I'm hood rich, try and rob me, i'll shoot that dust off your shoulders
Don't give a fuck if you soldiers, i'm buck wild, leave you stuffed with boulders
Bullets bigger then double d's, a lunatic, a troubled breed
Give me a bubble and weed, I'll live life in it humble and free
But one little mumble to me, burn it at a hundred degrees
A fist of fire to your dome, more money for me
Goto the strip club, get honeys for free
Take her home, before she leave, she give money to me

Which is funny to me... I crumble humble emcees like a Tower of Pisa.
Watch you coward emcee's uh... try to run, I'm the sun
Burning horizon's climbing that iron lung...
Fist full of metallic equipment... flipping that fire, done.
I've become one wit' the trees, wind n' the earth.
I mimic the worth of ta' limit, a gimmick's worse...
So I travel past the light, reach the pinnacle first..
Pull The Sentry... watch The Void collapse... like a toy, I avoid ta' traps.
Ya boy's back... fucka, Polaroids n' raps.
Flash drive... 4 o' clock when it started - it's past five.
That's live... I see the trash, let it capsize...
in the holy water of Egypt... now I am baptized.
Rise up... cleanse my face of the sin's.
Lacing, ace' n' a gem... place it, just in case it begins....
to dwarf the message... never force a sentence that I can absolute.
Past the roof of wisdom through every track that I rap is proof.
Cats commute to the history when they listen, we..
Never have to dumb it down... golden rule of the underground..
Wanna act humble now then simply implicate ya mission..
Don't wait to listen... just take ya wish an' then try create.
The iron gate, of freedom - read em' annihilate...
a higher state of calling n' see inside of the diamond plate.
of surreality... back n' forth wit' the shriek madness.
Unique badges of honor... sleek, n' beneath that... it's
Scars of war... it's kinda hard when your arm is tore..
From the psychological gate of Rap where ya bar is formed....

With the state the games in
I ask who really let the lames in
they got laughin' at their statements
boo hoo you gotta problem then state it
I'm raisin' the bar til all of you hate him
fuck it you can't serve me with fake friends
leave bones breakin' and your body achin'
singin' elvis tryna decipher every fake kid
these motherfuckers is stupid and inflated
I'm bored so I'm kickin' more keys then ever
I'ma stop cuz I make more metal heads think
then shredder

lulz

With the state the games in
I ask who really let the lames in
they got laughin' at their statements
boo hoo you gotta problem then state it
I'm raisin' the bar til all of you hate him
fuck it you can't serve me with fake friends
leave bones breakin' and your body achin'
singin' elvis tryna decipher every fake kid
these motherfuckers is stupid and inflated
I'm bored so I'm kickin' more keys then ever
I'ma stop cuz I make more metal heads think
then shredder

lulz

every rapper wants to be better... chasing cheddar, whatever
what about hip-hop in it's purest form... we don't see that, never
maybe a few who still rock it... like mosh pits, but most 'em not sick
who used to have hot shit... switched sides, they want top whips
model chicks in a mansion... all over Pacs dick, let's just stop this
we need more rappers like Locksmith... Em get Dre, he can Doc it
take it back to N.W.A... where it all started, before Eazy got AIDs
when that old white dude signed ya'll... those days, it was made
before pussies became slaves... to a worthless pay, and radio play
when MTV said it wasn't okay... those days, the shit radio never played
were the days hip-hop existed... now it's dyin', cuz some bitches
who say anything on a track to get rich... i got a hit list, bitches

Once portrayed as a truer form and the newer norm
nothin' other to do then stand on stage and u perform
as the losers source of upcoming you's a cooler dude
iced up, boxed in and straight bottled to fool the news
shipped outta state and sent across the countryside
they pay to see you, feel you and prolly to become alive
once they find out what you is in person they shift too
this shit you, promote thats the lifestyle they give you
and if interest due, then you better cough up a bit more
till the slap another label on you and you get sense or...
maybe censored considering the basis of the statistics
plus the lifestyle they state becomes more n more simplistic
the realistic slips away and the bridges burn and give away
ain't nothin' new to us bruh, it's just life, and another shitty day

the realest white boy, the lyrical crumble of foil,
leads to the unleash, of the verse with the biggest ReCoiL,
Fick A Sea Saw, im to raw like i came out of a grazing cow,
to defeat yaw, Give it all i got and till your ears bleed out,
drop to the ground, watch as everyone starts forming a crowd,
because this is the illest shit i ever put out, like there starting to like me now
pick my feet up off of your crown, im the new king of Rap, Simmer Down.

like a pound of books with no one around to look
I pick up on everything that these surroundings took
I guess that means I'ma plant the idea in ur head
Inception is it possible, let me ease it in instead
make the impossible, possible remove the thoughts
it's like losing control, blacking out, infused with shots
all bodily fluid influences your movement...uggghhhhhh

I like where you were going wit' that...
I hope no one's holding you back from
progressing ya skills, cuss that was pretty excellent - till...
The moment you stopped... no opponent can hone what you got...
Yeah, supposedly not... I'm more holy than a rosary top.
Flow's ferociously hot... That's like, if my past life's in a
grocery shop... bakery, n' the store clerk - toasted me, HOT...
Not exaggerating the heat though... my history's wild.
Rotisserie style wit' the flames... guess you're listening, now.
isn't it how most of you fagot's are sticking around?...
Got you like the shuttle when the rocket ship lifts from the ground...
Shaken up... bet you're waking up from the morning dew.
But I'm more into the rugged shape of my form, n' you?

Well me I can't say much cuz I'm peepin' that ass
and it's harder to write when I keep on seein' all that
either way I'm on my tacky influence with ceilings intact
rain drops falling on my head I guess I'm dealing with crack?
without feelings in rap I'm isolated into a slumberland
dreaming of taking the world by storm while on the other hand
focusing on gettin outta this place...Alice In Wonderland
what becomes of man as hes broken down to others and
placed in a position where he must try harder!??!
I don't know but I think I'm gonna be a goner