Freestyle Cypher

just listened to "you need me" by ed sheeran and as it's in my head, this is basically a free to that beat

you can see me, but i fail when i try to see you,
blind dog's like my senses with the knowledge that it feeds through,
but you know i'll never leave you,
- never after all the shit that me and you have been through,
losing sight was messy, but since then i've learnt to listen,
the mazes in my head aren't religion, just a dark and deadly prison,
wisdom really needs no vision,
just the mental efficiency to achieve a started mission,
when people have lost their lives,
there aint time to cry at night over no sight,
or fight over wrong or right..
i think my life has reached newer heights,
even if this tunnel has none of your bright lights.

Bored.. Figured I just type a fast drop off the head.


I talk slick, but some shit niggaz wish I wouldn't say
Stay on a bitch brains...
Cause I stay on the strip, watch'n her strip makin it rain
She maken' dollars I see ya girl do ya thing, we 1 in da' same
She do it for the fashion n designer names
Fucking with real homies, that's not loco or lames
Anyway, its a new day so I'm back on my gutta flow
Empty the cash out the safe, turn around... Then that thing go
I bang like vince.. Only with that thing dough
I'm talking the life... Bitches, money and gang's yo

Bores.. Figured I spit whatever came to mind.

this generations brains are half erased before development/
watchin parents hustlin yellow shit, during critical stages/
they surely intake it, and will remember how that cash flowed/
now focused to make that fast dough, ignoring minimum wages/
unsure what disgrace is, pride and honor are non-existant/
wtach their fathers get killed from this shit, then walk down the same road/
yall need to wisen up, ive hit the streets when times were tough/
and though i lived fly enough, educations the right route/
or youll be 40 years old in a shack with the lights out/
the fact is that right now, the youth is all confused/
pop cultures a lot harder to kick than booze and salty foods/
though its human enough, i have a truth for you chumps/
you teeny-boppers stupid as fuck.......

I'm a young nigga with a bad attitude
I laugh maniacally like I was the Mad Hatter, dude
Blow a couple J's then skate the wal-mart parking lot
Holla at some ugly girls, weed and nighttime made 'em hot
Break a five to buy some gum, give a piece to the clique
Wake up on somebody's couch, some bitch's head on my dick
Am I a rebel because I like to burn shit?
That chick got herpes! Don't fuck with her, she a burned bitch!
Okay, let's take a break and calm ourselves down
I'm a new kid, you might have to show me 'round town
Is it too much if I try to hold your hand?
Long walks on the beach, watch her feet in the sand
What the fuck am I saying, that never happened
I was too busy pounding her cakes to remember her name's Aspen.
I'm enlightened by life, you could call me a paragon
Slowly making my come-up, remember the name Barakon

ayo, when i spit its gotta be smoother then chasers
and i don't run, foes hiding as i lose the real fakers
lines heavier then bible scriptures, then trible pictures
i don't get feelings, thats my foe catching trial figures
twenty five to life, you don't wanna count this i ate fiends
and while you singing the blues i just stay crisp like h.d.

burried up in the block where the cops is hectic
staring up at this cross where the wasps infested
bust a shot from the loft at the mosque attendants
blow they knots out the park like a toss from clemens
split'cha dome for the gwap 'n the pocket penchants
bound to swell up ya top like a cocky freshman's
when we roll thru ya spot better stop pretendin
or we'll send you to God spread across the esscence
with ya body parts blockin' His fucking entrance
you'll repent when the rest of ya days is numbered
hibernate mind states will awake from slumber
duckin fire escapes from the blades of hunters
i wont chase you away, ima lazy fucker
ima patiently wait with the daisy cutters
til you on ya way home from a date with mother
then the guage'll explode 'n it blaze you upwards
you come outta ya soles 'n ya fade is ruptured

I roll thru so smooth when I drop lyrics like a catalyst, smashing OM hits thru my topical wits
I’m equipped with tits and these scandalous scripts; sportin’ shades when I bring the solar eclipse
My flows; packed with metaphors to blow open doors thru notions that explode and shake the globe
Emotionally disturbed with adverbs, emphasize misery to your literacy like synergy as if I got the anti-dote
My creativity goes beyond theory of relativity; my rhymes hit the center of gravity of celestial chastity
I got stamina and strategy, rhyming rhapsody when it comes to miscreants speaking blasphemy
I’ll rip a stupid bitch or do a Haiku just to show off my I.Q. for the ignorant few to cypher through
I spit grammar like I own the debut; a good attribute to have before you pursue or askew this vision I drew
I got the depth to the perception, unmoved by manipulative deception cuz I’m that Immaculate Conception
You better reconsider your position cuz I got the cognition when I start to decode the Book of Revelation

beautiful vocab but if i could/
uplift with good from this gift as stiff as wood/
composing a lyrical garden where daisys grow/
from a lazy MC i buried a couple days ago/
only a single parent raised me,yo i guess im half-hearted/
livin' in a mental pen-the same one i craft art with/
im feelin archerpreist-respect on your skill level/
im diggin' the ill with a steel shovel so much i've dug up the real devil/
could be a metaphor or reality based/
they askin' how could he taste food for thought without calories raised/
man, i just want my own/
i couldnt feel higher even if a blunt was blown/
im huntin' clones with a spear,seraded/
i feel as if my ears degraded when i hear the latest/
but nevertheless i shallow it all with a beer to chase it/
i analize the game- big woof/
weak rhymes-trick hooks/
petite dimes-slick looks/
street crimes and sick crooks/

i read thick books of philosphy/
then toss em out/
cuz it they still dont heal my heart lost in doubt/
therefore im crossin' out logic from humankind/
use my mind to get a new clue to find../
food for thought then i chew and grind/
opps-i used "food for thought" too many times-check my last post/
i be with the rowdy pack and mosh/
now im back and squashed in a cell that i pad-no macintosh/
im multi-talented- but on a humble tip/
i just stay in the cut, wont even let a mumble slip/
check datpiff- this is for headz/
leave you flat,stiff-on the floor dead you'll pour red from your forehead/
im broke-im stockin loose dimes/
killin all your mother goose slash doctor seuss rhymes/

fifty mil..
grammar cannon feel the hammer clappin
gritty iLL rap of a master clansmen
donkey jaw bone bastard, like sampson
Archer kills, for the glamour 'n fashion
verbal plaging, mad disasters are rampant
cures for cancer's been stashed in my cabinets
'n no amount you can pay me is havin it
id miss the madness, the panic, the blackness
hospital beds where people bled on the mattress
edibles fed thru needle stems in their gastric
intestine tissue, flesh is fed to the mastiffs
to end this issue...

straight off top, i let the guage pop
slave to the game and the cane rock
priest's bathin, in blood of a slain cop
eyes vacant, a matrix of vane thoughts
caged off, ina place where my faith rotts
took my mind up to space witta haze crop
stayin high til the day the parade stops
seen the pagans who pray to estranged Gods
cast away and erased ina great fog
led away by their satanist stage props

ayo
each time i recite a poem, mics is blowin
dyin slow in eroding lime oceans, with eyes open
exposed to the cries, groans 'n spines broken
each time that a line's spoken..
aint no doubt in ya mind that mine's potent
mufuckas be gettin they vitals chopped
lyin frozen, enclosed 'em inside a block
of solid ice, like panties i slide 'em off
vaulted hieghts, 'n watch 'em drop
til they shatter across the block
charlie manson, ill stop your clock
put the lock on your coffin box

i'm venting, too much dopamine in the system,
shaking cause im so pissed, can't be fucked to take what i'm given,
so i'm putting it down into the bars that i've written,
hoping someone will listen, like the followers do to religion,
i only wish i was head of christianity, leading the insanity,
and the world could play along like one big fucking happy family,
i dream in reality.. but it's a nightmare, never been real,
enzymes in my brain making me shake nervously still,
i got symptoms, but i haven't took a pill,
it's hardly a mountain, but then again it's hardly a hill,
and i feel - let down, almost permanently in the shaddows,
the seconds are killers, been tied up to these gallows,
for far too long, i'm in the opposite of water that's shallow,
a situation that's grown hotter than the ends of tobacco,
and now you're standing way too close to the edge,
i pleaded with you not to go there, almost went to go and beg,
but you took no notice instead, what's going on in your head?
you took it one step too far, leaving us all emotionally dead.

twisted on medicinal gardens
beat you like minor manicipal charges
fuck ya mic, its jus a fist fulla garbage
quick to put my fuckin pistol to targets
who wanna blow the fuckin whistle 'n start it?
ima splatter out ya gristle on carpets
fuck a bullet, ima missle my targets
til ya fuckin crib is sizzled retarded

embrace the beast as rampagin' increases
we ripped up pages like bandaid adhesives
'n left the stages with fanbases speechless
flows is deadly, machete ya features
hammer sights sittin steady on t-shirts
send 'em to dwell in the depths where the beast lurks
bones'll melt from the flesh in the heat surge
pound'ya head witta sledge, you aint seen worse
found a stremf in aggression, my needs thirst
pay the debt in the end for my theives work
but til then ima step in this feet first
til im born agian, destined to see worse
in the fiery dens of our re-birth, mufucka