The Shelter (Freestyle)

who knows i get money plus i get Insurance,
who can last wit me shit not even indurance,
imma beat wit a rhyme plus the sound,
fuck wit me gets ya sound waved to the ground,

no thought clouded.. performing live got the block crowded.
mercenary for hire, searching a spot, now it -
seems still, limousine sort theme kill the messenger
Celph Taut was blessed with the efforts ta',
defect nuclear weapons up - that's mind science & body
every line, lies in the hobby of defying minds of a socialist...
with the vocal tips of venom poke through both of the open ribs
Now I'm a "cat full of life' like a virgin pussy that's soaked in jizz
not a - dope abyss, evoking notes of the local list
of Hip Hop Pioneers and approached the rope with a choking grip
Pulled down the satire of free expression in artist renders
bar descenders chosen to scar the charts of the hard contenders
Never fail to be kind of coy and or welcoming
but when the stealth comes in, I felt & become celph again
Ghost in a Shell ... human form, a body hosted in hell
holstered in well rested, provoking notes from his cells

Counter attack on people stabbing each others backs,
Sacks of dough, with ties behind people's bottomless slacks,
the news will shine including the matter of the facts,
People get pulled in this war, like people who've been tagged.
Im not talking bout' Guns or drugs all that shit is wanna be...
Im talking real gangsters too much blood you'll ever see,
Attached to there label, once your stitched your never free,
Locked on your life never broken, because theres not a key,

get inacted but retracted to the pain,
once deniero flowed in my mind left its sane,
small as a grain, no sand filled my circumference,
open minded i was as wide as your residence..

maybe i missed it...
but wat happened to peole who flow resemblemed mystic
rivers streams and oceans
u all sound tha same talkin of green thats potent
and how u strapped with a gak and tha beam is focused
hip hop not dead its just lost in this stream of hopeless
people who lack talent....or tha motive to restore tha rap balance
these jack rabbits speak of they gak habits
and crack movement
tryin to be hot but noone reacts to it
cause tha rest of the world dont take yall serious
the only key u pushed was after a sentence period
yall got a lil curious about how tha streets work
now speak of street work and how u make tha piece work
when u really lived in peace jerk
and never tasted beef jerk




Got damnit i think i made this piece hurt

yea i run this shit,
yeah yu a bitch,
imma kill a snitch,
hit em wit a back flip,
jus fa talkin side ways out his lip..

dreams once relived whit sober thoughtz imagine how tha world would be witout a momeants loss
we pay the highest cost, for tha fortune n fame to be labeled a boss, emotionel halocaust hol up take a pause,take a ride on tha wild horse calm ya nerves and smell the roses wana talk of peace the pope it out but have strong incentives, for nukkaz on tha block who be thuggin it out,sellin out re-upin and raise the price in drought
but money is tha root of all evil make u forget wut tha grind is about
~~~~~switch up~~~~~
it cost me more to let a enemy slide no kin to my eye a wolf in disguise I let em ride to tha pearly gates and meet yo demise for plottin on mine ima goodfella turned wiseguy now whhaasssupp im taken wutz rightfully mine tha clock tik on tha time I cock it back on tha nine I earn my piece of the pie and u can starv it out and I aint full yet but jeans be poppin out must be the peice tha I use to keep the peace on tha streets nukkaz beast show em wut a thug about rollin out smokin out show u how to tout a gun in tha slums where im from wanna hang huh? I got 10 feet a rope to get u sprung off a bridge and as sick as I iz I still got compassion for the women n kidz I lovem like ribs the rest of ya could get stretched like prison bids why ya hatin on tha king .....
I dunno beat switched up so did I feedback plz
HoFfA

Bling blow,
im so icy im so fluent,
imma beast wit beats an ya no it,
asia so simple, so care free,
move on over cuz i need to breath

call me the money man buyin whips new spots its nothin man suited up shades on clean cut million dolla smile bitch...im geeked up ..ill serve the dick on the plate i dont giva fuck im ballin like bill gates smokin marryjane up high diffrent leval then you broke niggahz..you stuck on the same shit wishin...im up in diffrent places chillin ..off the
g0ose money not a issue i hit jackpot mama cry so i aplyed the tissue love the block so i stayed in the h0od n kept shit locked mobbin wit the homiz girls l0ok n scream stop buh me i keep it movin like a drive by doin me all the time smoke so much see me on the front page of high times !!
im the money man fuk a bank cash that shit then take it all out like bitch thankz im on my way out pockets streched further out girls eyein me the money man cant see im the flyiest man the one it be biig riich stay rich thats all me stay fit im saucy stay big im bossy im the greatess bitch dont coppy ride for money n a full clip beside me

get money
get money
bling to the ice
gotta look twice
chain quiet as a mouse

i fight-n-kill, blaze you worst than a lighter-will
suffering from 1st degree burns as you write-a-will
i'm a rap superstar,call me cypress-hill
puttin my pause on you until your mind-is-still...
i'm the kind-to-thrill,you the kind-to-freeze
i'll destroy your brain just to put my mind-at-ease....

I dismiss misters with a sweep that'll cause blisters
I let the liquid seep, heat that'll dissolve b. listers
I'll even be discrete, peep tha silence, subtle violence
Yo I'm liein! fill em with dread, turn streets red like twizzlers
Your girl I'll karate fist her, you assume I'd probably miss her
face like a shotty ripped her, hands twisted like the Riddler
inside her, I find her to be like a binder but quite moist
nine months later, I'll be Vader, fuckn Padme's not Pro Choice

Spectacular with a vernacular,
Once had a vision with this diction...
Spittin' 'Baby Mama' flows,
... Yeah, my shit was always bitchin'...
Super crazy with the rhymes, got you super ripped by my mandibles...
Not so much a cannibal but my saliva could be flammable...
And my pen was a zippo, so in essence, it was fire...
Dope lines ripped you from ya lines to your attire...
Tho' i had a flow and i had my skills on lock...
I now reside on '123 Im stuck', on 'Writers Block'...

unsurpassed amounts of joy flood the void
lives have clashed,here comes toys for the boys
my son is born and im no longer lost in life
his birth made me stronger,and alot to fight
stay ready when some ones tone gets heavy
alone im steady,for him ill leave bones shredded
domes get it after my lesson i write impressions
adolescents look for help from the wrong presence
testin there will to be loyal and and with hold morals
quarrels are settled when i accept my fate so horrid
i can look back and remember when the hurt dispersed
a curse lifted,anger no longer existed on december twenty first

Wait Just a Minuet, I gots to Blaze up and Spliff it
Dont play with my Spinach if you cant Stay up and Hit it..
I Slay all the Critics, while I Bank Ducks to "Ribbits"
Im not Crazed wit the Gimmic like I Weigh Dust to sniff it?
Spirit quest to Kill my Ego, and feel the God within
Since then The Blot has been Dilauded and on Kilonipin
Will I feel the top again? Im just Waking up from Last Night
Looking like a Wookie on coke thats raising from the Crash Sight..

Play on the defensive, cause you wonder where the fence is
You can't stay in the middle when you're gettin apprehensive
You tryin to pay attention, but it's gettin expensive
Yup, just said you're broke and maybe that's offensive
From where I'm standin now, high is where I reside, let me give you time to be pensive...
And realize that means "think" it through (a hint in case that's on a pop quiz)
But I'll refrain from sittin here, bashin and hatin those around
All the aforementioned is to whom it may concern - to all that walk the ground...

concoct the pound, my thoughts lift off of the round...
walking around, fitted in a hospital gown
not so provocative now, I've disparaged my inequities
secondly, I've definitely see the form of discrepancy
in music's integrity, entirely - I'll be
The saviors deity to rain upon the society's
socialites, vocals so carbon coded for open mics
watch my throat ignite in explosion like it's the rising phoenix
behind a fetus - Celph Taut's the signs of the seismic genius
Scrolling through it's calling a noted move of a mind, I see this
opportunity to seize the moment an emcee's opponent
To write words, as I slice verbs with a sentence
Serving, you're the apprentice ... to curve the verge of consensus
Murder nerds & attendant verses heard from currents in pencil's
Going across the page... in the anatomic age;
of mechanics, I take apart the race of basic dynamics
Control the universe from my room embracing 8 of the planet's
and smash em' together, causing the density to drop to one half of a feather
when the gravity shortens to nothing more than a blackberry
I'm like a Professor, a verse I rap's like a math theory

...I'm from Palm Beach where the guns speak
Other side of the bridge away from nerds and dumb geeks
No monkey weak running around with those choppers
Getting money off bread trucks coppers won't stop us
Staying high like helicopters I smoke Palm Trees
I rock jewelry that'll literally make your arm freeze
More killings then Top 6 when the glock flip
I puke when I spit dont say that i'm not sick
Get rich or die tryin 50 must be on those drugs
Ain't scared of the streets I love those slugs
Snitches with bugs under shirts they after me
But this life is great so bullets stay spraying rapidly
Come capture me I put a hole in 1 like a golf course
We stay with our choppers like the airforce

stupid fruity colors,
stupid fruity packs..
i get racks, plus packs,
young like some similac

biig riich i ride big vip in the back wit the bitches//
poor me a cup of that blue sky vodka an take a shot off this asian bitches belly

let me be specific northern cali west coast by the pecific were i reside gettin money an stackin fat rackz b4 i die keep my pockets fat all thee time

fuck 8 mile....none of dem fuckin wit j style.
i stay proud...and rain supreme like gray clouds.
fuck ya life fuck ya mother 2 i'll msack the bitch.
her body? we'll just throw it in the bag like fabolous.
u neva had a bitch...no coochie u jus a old groupie.
n ya bitch ass like a pancake...in other words she got no booty.

Justin never knew his talent.. never knew his mother either
All he had was memories.. hoped 1 day he'd get to meet her
Sick of having no Easter day.. now Justin just smokes ether
Wants to grow up a hard act.. toking out by the bird feeder
Out by the oak tree next to the shed.. half the time zoning
Barely ever goes in.. watches the dark sky turn into morning
Sick of mourning.. one day he walks approached by four men
Who claimed to be into recording.. Justin stayed quite awhile
Wasn't interested in what they said.. started acting all wild
Started mixing facts in a style.. all fucking crap he had piled
Didn't know shit about it.. yo they looked at him and smiled
Justin felt like the center of attention.. he didn't know why
Dope shit just came off his tongue tip.. was spitting no lies
Skills blow by.. in his eyes you can see where his soul died.......

..After this he realized.. knew right then hip-hop was him..

sporadic bastard with killer tactics rhymes burn like the end of a ratchet/ savage wen it come to these tracks kid, ill put the bassline to sleep and the beat in a casket/ everything spoken is a classic and fukk the rest of these actors ive got this rap shit mastered/ every thing that come off my tongue burn like acid your hottest verse..trash it/ thats it this is the intro and this lil verse was so simple/ it came off the temple and im a say one thing im whats poppn like a pimple/

lets see how long this goes...


check.

i'm a sneeze, i infect peeps....like paracites.
the parody: i'm so sick....i'm fahrenheit.
raise the temperature up to...forever heights.
they'll be biting this shit up
y'all some clever mites.

they like...like...whatever right?
you right...
yo...i'm never right.
but if i'm never right...then who's left?

its Okii. the mos def...

its pronounced like...Locksmiths...with no sets.
i'm from the land of trees...breeze...
and no stress.
Oakland. Cali-for-nia...is where my head rests.
i gotta slick tounge
have you gurl where my head rests.
and in my head rests...
...some genius shit.
yes i spit slick.
like this quick blip...
leave your genes and shit...on ya jeans and split

jeah.

while y'all stay constipated.
...i stay constant waitin'
for the right strike...
like i'm Contra playin'...
...i'm really contemplatin'

shhh.

i'm concentratin'
i'm focused mayne.
you like a blind fuck with glasses...
open framed
you hoe's refrain...
from speakin' ill...
cause speakin' and bein' is a whole notha spiel.
and the hole that you feel would be the end of it

clear...

you otha fucks like informats
you know the deal...




[ that's all i got...for now ]

I am integrating, dialect thats hesitating,
for the purpose of not being worthless
without beats, while levitating
my style is side profile, swisher within a smile
You can call me an intermediate pothead
I wear the badge with no denial
Its been a while, since I've passed through
I'll turn the style like ticket aisles, pass you
smack ya with what produces a child, mast too
rip your heart out, mortal kombat. This ain't no shaq fu.

they say i need a ghost rider but nobody is as ghost as me
this is poetry in motion nickname this shit floetry
0-4 in the frontlines u aint supposed to notice me
but when its crunch time on punchlines nobody come as cold as me
Have these fake fucks lookin for a new outlet..I suggest start singin like Jodeci
take time to address him? he across the globe to me
done wit the fake txt no more speakin AR's and teks
done cursin at niggas, still these bars are hexed
still willin to let the blood flow like i ajared sum necks
call me ace, i'll forever call ya bluff so plz tell me whose next
I dont demant respect, I command respect
u claimin that u leave my girls sheets wet
ima have to titen up the leash ur collars gettin looser than a vee neck
but im quick to pounce on that ass faster than wal mart bounce checks
the shit can get very scary
wut u know bout seein your best friends name in the obituaries
jus tryna make a foundation u can call me the architect
i spit gasoline, bitches plead dont spark his breath
not the type to toot his own horn but i've sparred the best
killed the non believers and i scarred the rest
more clever than that lil white boy that got left home alone
niggas think they wit it cuz their bitch got them a mobile fone
and u aint on the level of EM jus cuz u rappin out a mobile home
if the world consisted of lames like y'all i'd rather roam alone
age is nuthin but a number and mentally I am way too grown
u aint nuthin like a boss till u control your own
I dont need a full clip to control the thrown
but I will use a full clip to expose ur dome
i know i said I'm done speakin on neeners
more than one way to skin a cat...fuck it, I'm voorhees wit meat cleavers
wont stop there...open your chest so niggas can see that your heartless
just another bitch made faggot that wanna become an artist
I agree these niggas ball hog but their asses up like a center (football)
no homo, they jus outdated like suspenders
can't go the distance wit my squad, they're jus sprinters
can never start for my squad their ass steady catch splinters
These cats aint got no punchlines, hooks and cant parry right (boxing)
this is off my head so plz believe when i write it is very nice
fuck wit the money train ur on track to catch more bullets than jerry rice
this was made for the real niggas so i dont expect y'all to smell me rite

As much as I smoke, when I spit its smoke signals
don't like coke, the drips are annoying like loud thimbels
I rep the culture, I'm no vulture, shit no plans to drop on wax
blue collar, south from blue scholars, regions talent keeps me from being lax
this a hobby, y'all can knock me, few are strong enough to drop me
but those few, are slow dude, I'll dodge em like a slow jalopy
but enough self boasting, I'm west coasting, contrary to whats said
the PNWs alive, filled with pride, the west in the name is not misled
See its funny to me how I switch up styles like low income workers switch up tiles
I rep a melting pot of faces where most differences brushed off with a smile
I traveled the globe, amelia airheart, no bermuda triangle, kids got rare smarts
maybe thats the reason I'm so versatile and change up like scared starts

It's like musical chairs..
Who sits next, I'm confused and prepared.
In directions we refusing to stare, using despair,
As an excuse we just wear, some refusing repairs.
New in the square, taking criticism to vibrant extents.
Striving to vent, extending to violent contents.
Til the violence descents, let me speak to the masses.
Who's guilty of this, as I sweep through the ashes.
Weaving the madness, til your at full speed crashing.
I'm sick of this shit, diaper rashing cuz elevation tips.
Come to grips, we're all trying to ventilate our scripts.
In this foundation, shit...

early morning i hear the screams of the wind moaning
beating against my windows with dirty fists the walls groaning
i held my kids real close to ghost the sounds of there screams
hopefully i could help coax them back to there bountiful dreams
they need to escape the storms thatve torn and raped a community
only in sleep before the storms peak could we come together in unity
were usually to self centered as a society to worry about others
until the category four winds bends cement and the waves smother
take cover cause the storms gonna ravage galveston all night
rest in peace and all my love goes to those of us who felt IKE


RIP hurrican IKE victims

Its more than just a hobby or pasttime
I'm up in the lobby, sparking up the grass fine
they be blind, to the times, due to crimes
that never bind, to the whine, they'll never shine,
sunshine can't find it
While us that can are reminded everyday
that we can elevate are minds and climb above the fray
they can try to make you stay, but fight back full force
they will never be clever enough to make me alter course
and so forth and so its said, on and on until I'm dead
a day that some people dread but stoner chicks would give head
for now at the pinnacle...but must be critical
at the least I'd expect MJ to be passed by the liberals
but we keep waiting, while they run staying in placement
I don't know about you but I got a few plants in the basement
that would love some natural light, hell its just a pretty sight
who wouldn't want to have some contraband, banding the house tight
by the name of widow white, and its what is right
its my constitutional right
but the constitution loses might
by these institutional in-fights, over dislikes
and PR Bytes
this mess isn't bright, let me shed some light
if marijuana was legalized, recession gone overnight

ayo this is sad, im like a man with no dreams
im like the dead, no 1 cares , im like, down on my knees
o please, jeeze, let me freeze in peace,, im in the freezer
fingures wer crossed,but still hit me in the liver
felt pain no gain, untill i saw no more man
next thing i know-was in the freezer seeing deaths plan
oh damn , y did i hav to die, i was not shy, i cud hav taken death down
now i regret , done smoking cigarettes,
i go to the freezer , nd i c my own ligaments

ive had trouble enough-
without you motherfuckers lookin for another goddamn bubble to bust.
freestyles, yo they come just as fast as the slugs- got you pumped up lookin like an actor on drugs...
im practicaly nuts- at strip clubs chokin a slut, with big coconuts plus i got some coke to be snuffed......
yeah, i done opened it up- cus i got you all feeling my style like a blow to your nuts.
left jabs or an uppercut will open a cut, why you even bother battlin you babblin fuck?
your rappin it sucks, stand up and exit the room- ill get inside you like Steve Seagal and exit your wounds...my respectable goons are strappin the stage with C4 so when the mic explodes it deafens the room..

^ ha, yeah ... definite doom
That's imminent death, nothing left to presume
Slice the flesh, ..leave the body consecutive wounds'
9 months, stepped from the womb and the umbilical cord was chopped in half;
on top of that, whatever I drop in rap -
Not to be fucked with, Celph Taut the thought of rocking a punk an'
Knocking him up is inviting, The poise don of music
I ride violent, with the sides of a cue stick stuck in the organ
Knuckle fucking a whore in a open, hoping she doesn't cry
or have an abortion, mad of battling dork's in the cipher
with forks I ride up, hiding behind the side of the car
my eyes are wide, deciding if ya'll is worth the cylinder of the weapon I carry
the weapon is near me, the perception of death isn't scary
enough for me to succumb to anxiety, "I" decide if we -
are going on not, Motorola holding on close to my watch .. & Looking
for victim's to strangle, on camera capture 6 different angles
of torture.. mangle' & torch ya' .. whole estate; drag ya mandible closer
to the Cannibals toaster, Hannibal animal - a man of Tyrannical cultures
Formula quarantine... I'm wolverine, equipped with a shoulder beam
The size of a barrel', Raps Kilimanjaro apostle
flare up ya nostrils' - act like you'll do shit - but that's a lie
facts aside, I'm the cat you new jacks realize is the greatest..

It's because of this greatness, that I've grown to hate this
Emotionally fucked of all matters, like the heart of a rapist
One minute escape it but of course - it constantly comes back
So while I'm writing dumb raps, for soon to come tracks
....It's a done wrap, while I'm reaching high levels to stun that
At the point of my life, maybe I should settle down and quit
But I don't want to be worth an ounce of piss- surrounded. shit..
The thought alone makes me sick, while I imagine the rest-
Goons of confused lives with staggering stress - it's a mess...

Logical I remain, vipers tongue, runways planes
bombing runs on these lames, supplied from the mainframe
shameful, how they wildin out, when in tha house they tame
never mind no respect, techniques tiger and crane
eject making wrecks, fuck your text with no shame,
I'm tended from the goals, but my souls in the game
my holes are in 1, but under-par not to blame
I've only just begun, a star shining in the rain

^^^so far can't complain, i'll start insane
stars shine equal in the rain as a desert plain
i'll spit again for the champagne and cocaine
this cunt above, fuck it, i'll bring him mo' pain
your holes are in one? i think i can guess which
i'm the rhyme spendthrift you're in the the dress, bitch
the next hit? .... ya'll know it's my fresh shit
under par? that's the same as sub-par.... fuck-arr!
run-the-tarmac ......... lyrical arse-slap
but i'm getting tired so i'm gon' hit the sack

This and that... hustle a dime, ..& come with a nickle back
if you're smart enough for the business you can make triple that
I'm sick of rap.. but I don't plan to change for the fickle cat'
so I'm a rob the business until my pocket's are "Hippo" fat. -
fucking sicko', - a Diplomat; riding up in the cut-less
A Metaphor for my greatness cause nothing else is above this
In the club seeing bubble butts by the bunches
And all you have to do if you're at the bar's buy em punch...shiiit.
I'm chill mellow, but if you wanna see real metal
meet my steel fellow & know the deal when you feel ammo' ( Blaow )
Fucking run of the mill rappers acting all hard & shit
& then avoid the consequences of subsequent arguments -
Come in here, tell the story like they were the rowdy ones.
to get some sort of approval from other nerds that chill around with them.

around with them^, so I won't ground my pen, I'll let it breathe for a sec
believe me on sets I'm the essence been neglected n needed for breath
I see 40 n celph goin hard with no fake raps
and fuck the haters or the losses in front lines, glad to see my dude Ace back
save raps, about dumb shit like shootin ur brother man
get another plan, before the forceflex trash bag on ur head n ur smothered man
i love it man, getting on a mic for a sec and writing a set
wether its just to reply in a jest or its topic is focused on life and sum death
gotta stay active for elevation when theres hella hating around
stick with those confused flows and confined modes, ur not breaking no ground
Fuck gloves when these punks up I'm going straight for the throat
rather take a bit of my day for a quote than take it outside for a break for a smoke
on the mic im doing smoking enough, my torch worse
everytime lyrics aired thru the sky leave the mic broke n chord burnt

Well I Roar Worst..This isnt Rap...Shits a Born Curse
Even when I poured out the plecenta... I came Horns First..
..Dose Blotter, Chipped off the block when pops got Off Again
Ever since Ive been Dilauded an Droppin Scotch with 4 Kilonipin ..
...Dont Worship me yall, Im not the Type to Adore Love
Im the Type to Store Guns on more drugs than your bedside Whore Does..
..More Rum!!! Im Sure Numb an Ready for the Gore son..
I was Born Thumping wit War Drums coming out the Forest covered in Orcs Blood..

..Who really wants to Piss Off Biggs?.. some of you no better than Rip- Off, Kids
But...When I hit ya, yer looking at the back of yer pockets like Criss-Cross Did
Ha...
The Doctors in the Office wit the Blotters in my Pocket-
For the Monsters in my Closet and Haunted Mosoleum..
Ima Prophet in the Cockpit that will fire off the Rockets-
At these un-retired Mocksmen Dropping Squat while we were Sleeping..
..My broken dreams is what provoking me to roll up on the Leafs
Great Emcees grow on trees...how long have yall been smoking on the Weed?
..I handle bars like Man-I-Jars All the way from Zanzibar
That will blast yer car wit a Mac thats logged over the Top of my Handle Bars..
Yo..
I,,,,'ll Turn my Battle Droids into Battle Toys....
Then hurl them as Asteroids and leave your Earth Half Destroyed.