The Shelter (Freestyle)

No strained flow here, I refuse to water down my statements,
Rhythme so good sounds and even tastes good like grate mints,
Continued the metaphor and I'm onto the next quick,
Yall slipped off the end like Z, I'm the kind that sticks,
Tryin to fuck up so called pussies, I split ya heads open you dicks,
I can spit all the syllables, you're still tryin ta hock E like u sticks
I knock everything ya say right off this post with a ring,
Recitin' my rhymes you dont know whether to rap or sing,
But this like the present wrapped up, Imma end with a bow,
This can be read so many ways I'll leave all my readers like wow/whoa

Na, diss aint a drill or ah challenge wen ya get grilled n stabdman
I'll bee a cannibal eatn ya wit ranch dressing, dats wut u call a great salad
Training, hell no, blud iz wut i'm craving beecuzz dis iz da actual shyt
Ya bound ta get hit immediately, pretty much beecuzz my words cum tru
You sey da ladies love you, wen dey c u dey hug you, but all dey sey iz fuc you
Kid just got chopped n cropped off tha top of da empire state building
Before and after I killed his syblings, quite chilling, but now i'm billing
The price iz at tha bottom of the receipt, and just ta sey, it twasnt cheap
Go hed peep, tel me wut u think as hee lay ded in pieces and blud dripn down da sink
Ye'ah, I would drop names, but i dont want ta, bca undacuvahz r tryin ta stockya
I'm suprised dey havnt clockd ya wen viewing my xplicit spotahz, noncents
Look he iz still talkah...

Stay here? Or ditch everything I know?
Leave my friends behind just so I can be a pro
Really I don’t know, if I can even let go
I’m taking my shot at life, I’ve only got one free throw
Let me paint this picture for you like Van Gogh
Let this pen and paper be my brush and tableau
I’ve got a chance to be something more than an average joe
And I’ve always wanted be something great, since a long time ago

I always said that I’d leave but now I’m feeling strange
Now that the choice is mine I’m revealing fear of change
Now the choice is still a long way down range
But I’m not sure if this life versus that one is a fair exchange.
Cause there’s my parents to think about, their gonna give up a lot
Just so that I can put my foot in the door and take my shot
If I went I’d owe it to them to give it everything I got
This is my chance to shine and step out of the melting pot

The trouble with this chance is that I’m afraid to take it
And the fact is I don’t even know if Ima make it
And I sure as hell can’t fake it
If It’s a mistake it
Could ruin me
Eternally.

This is off the brain...dropping lames with in optic range//
a constant pain...chop your frame with my sharpest blade//
a part insane...watch you pray for a fast death//
while taking the last breath out the frame of a mans chest//
Give it straight to you bastards...every sound that i spit//
you die slow by my flow like you drowned in my piss//
I called the counseling quits...I'm demented n psycho//
depressed with a rifle, walking on the ends of a tightrope//

my comp posted my shit twice...my bad.

I've been a broken man, with no focused tactics//
I broke into this soulless planet through a faulty prophylactic//
Whether the flow is classic or faux and plastic//
I cope with that shit, knowin' I'm one step closer to passin'//
No, it's not tragic, I'm rather lookin' forward to the end//
Assumin' then, I'm soon to blend with other souls lookin' to be soothed again//
I'd choose to win, but losin' takes less of a chance//
To hell with the plans, I'm settled, that's where my intelligence stands//
I'm not interested in the workings of these earthlings//
There are worse things to be against, I have heard things//
In the past few days, that leave me baffled and troubled//
The world must be coming to an end, where I shall stand in the rubble//
So many things are p in the air that I can't manage to juggle//
Sometimes I wonder whether or not I should be passive or struggle//
Can't manage the muscle, so I should bid you ado//
This isn't just me, but I'm not interested in dying with you//

literally dropping every line straight out the mind,
so far ahead in this game, whereas you're all so late and behind,
creating the time to spit and hit you, it's a sign,
of things to come in the future, i'm the shiver hither in your spine,
i've never really changed, too busy stayin' the same,
pushing the boundaries to enter quickly into fame,
put you to shame, so far opened doors like a guard,
come into the game so hard, i possibly went too far,
straight out the other side, shot like a shooting star,
gained the nickname that i go by, with a capital S, and that's just the start

the beat was slow the lyrics are crap acting like u snif to much crack
nigga u think u can beat me i fucked ur girl like and i didnt go easy
excuse me abuse me like eminem in that movie
im only 12 and i think u smell like that girl in the well
so fuck off me bitch before i hit u with this crazy rap shit
now get of my street becaus u just got beat by a kid who still has baby teeth

i maybe chief-top dog/
inhaling pot smog got me feelin like i can karate chop logs/
i watch the top hip-hop blogs ran by those who never felt-
cuz they never lived/
i cant stand the kind that takes but never gives/
livin the sims life- fakin like your gems bright/
and it might does but he lightbulb in your head is a dim light/
im seeing the world smaller which means im gettin bigger/
beat grave digga mind evolving from a complete slave nigga/

I'm feeling a little Weezy, a bit queezy,
Ima flop all over theese like im Young Jeezy,
It's too easy, Only way stop me is to Freeze-Me,
Come Back out in 2050 and still be Cheesy,
Like a wotsit that was left just as long,
It's a stinky snack that's started to pong

When I go off the dome, I send fake rappers home
A cracker, cash stacker is straight invading your zone
Pickin some bones, run up in your house and start dickin your hoe,
stickin my toes in her tight cunt and lickin her cones.
That shit was corny and fuckin boring but It was filler on purpose,
but now I'll murk it, so take a look to see a real killer workin.
Straight goin beserk and lurkin round the pussy of Brooke Burke.
This is E for entertainment so I'll excitedly exclaim it,
Im a wild carnivorous beast and aint nobody who can tame it
Your lame, get a new hobby to ruin, everybodies clearly booin
If your gonna try to battle, clue in to what the fuck your are doin
Dont need to investigate to state this is the end of your fate
You're goin to hell but might be late for you and the devils masturbation date

I'm an oddity, possibly locked in these physical properties//
Cause the God in me consciously watches these miserable false MCs//
You ain't a prophet, please, you misfits are miscreants//
While there ain't a box on this planet you bitches can fit me in//
The difference is simple, I'm ions beyond you peons//
I spit real talk, nerds cling on to your language like Klingon//
Ever since the doctor cut my cervical cord//
I bring murder in hordes, ill as cancer, the terminal sort//
Hate everything you vermin support, so melodramatic//
To hell with ya faggots, you store worthless shit like a cellar or attic//
While my intelligence gathered in such a benevolent manner//
Stays mean, contradiction, like Genesis chapters//
When this penmanship's mastered, it's impossible to stop//
Like cops tryin' stop dealers pushin' product on the block//
But I'm not interested in proving a sentence//
My only interest is improving a sentence, and yes, there's truly a difference//

bitches stay complaining reading all these weak posts is draining
im refraining from unleashing the main stream aiming where your brain be
i reside in the dark like lights out after nine in the park im a land shark
on some ironman bars call me stark im not acting while yall just play the part
i play apart from these light weak mc's the be so 1 dementional
my flow plentaful your never suspencful i target yall this shit was intentional
i do this for real bitch like that rabbit from nessquick im a mess shit
miss dressed wit colors contrasting im never matching but i always look good
i do it like they wish they could livin burbs but workin in the hood
i could sell drugs to the dea an get away im livin on the day to day
above average state reppin those washington plates

im squashin debates with evidence in ya residence/
never tense or hesistent infact im excellent../
at startin the war/
an artist fa sure harborin' pain thats part of my core/
from ex-broads who thru my heart on the floor/
but forget that/
more than 1 way to skin cats/
unleashin venom once i pull off my pen caps/
runnin ten laps daily/ it sounds crazy/
but its vital for survival if i plan to last 'till round eighty/

Goddamn, im stuck as fuck to these forums
Blowin off homework, phones calls been straight ignorin
This shits addicting I swear, nicotine doesn't compare
Got laundry to do, but does it look like I even care?
NO! that shits a hassle, why do it when here, Im
the king of the castle. Ok... not yet, but in a month or
two I'd lock bets...Im movin up faster than vertical jets
my word is the best, you nerds I detest, I know theres
no structure but I'm just typin some letters, when shes
ripe Ill go get her. I like em with double d's cuz a cups
trouble me, reduce you to rubble you see, Im a needle
and your a bubble to me. Im so outta the world, not even
the hubble could see, No more words to go with that scheme
Ive run out it seems,

lol...just exercising my mind...not meant to be "good"