Freestyle, baby!

[Broken Skrolls]

Metal Mecca effect held the reptile prophit
cyborg scales venom swells from the raw meat
u saw me emerge from the devils pit
two headed beast lair i slaughtered it

wobbled myth holy wish brain molded from fish
serpent hiss behind the red mist slitten your wrist
coast to coast rippin the most with a false oath
angel armor i come as your apocolyptic host

the streets are dreamin to hope better cope
stuck in our lassles fire rope heat the side slope
avalanch stance full glance buried noses in my frantic dope
soaked in iced motion ya indian prance gots nottin on gods potion

yall playin cerial oats sour milk my lyrics clean use soap to kill
dirty your frame don't play games ya porage i made from my weat field
what a thrill to see a hooded mc-p fake cats turn to a woogsta
there young necks got stunn hangin from Adams tree

[STAY-Z]

is don be got it covered now, you spit with all ya ethic
get it, check his sig we brothered wow, ya spit that yet
bitin nice rhymes, nah there all mine, for fuckin get shit
skrolls to stay, like i stay and skroll, we aint pathetic

candle sticked mesahia, and now we livin seven
so much high above^ be weed seen drivin heaven
ima stop this dawg, nah ima fuckin let him
since ya'll be gone, we aint be borin, we fuckin reppin

vettin arite, is what ya can expect, no less
we ho' text, juss like ya pimps best, show of bets
hundreds prefered, juss like ya sonned to be served, no rest
ya wont see battlin, i don need the votes, ring yo necks

next...

[STAY-Z]

ya'll won be comin this crew, battle votes we be denyin
we don fuck with that shit, we gon host the styles
for miles ring, my chainsaws bling, i don cry ya'll
but ya eyes bawl, in a cyp' brawl, im so ice co'

multis king, juss don claimed a title, recital
suicydal kidds spit no prafain, ya tell lies yo'

but PHuck a whore, i mean let her More, ya don got some
but how ya'll got six kidds, when ya only had sex times one
coz ima sly cunt, ya local white man, i mean milk van, slides mom
nice cum, thats sure what she said, right after three heads, tight slut

[J Saint]

the freestyly mac is he for really bac yes black more serious then heart attacks..
my heart attracts the beauty of the words on the wax and I strive and train one day to be thought of as Tax, you know I ain't on no dick though I just recognize good spittin and know I could do it too if I work my recipe through and through in the kitchen. The day y'all would just listen to the lyrics I'm spittin will be the day god destroys mankind and begins his revision. I'm the latest edition the greatest addition to the Mc collection you pretend to listen when all awhile your starry eyed to jealous to pay attention.. and did I mention I'm just venting damn I'm damn good you could sport my gear and never know my hood .. you know!

[STAY-Z]

i god damn know arite, what damn freestyle
did i mention diss was auditions, and you juss posted three wild
cookin in the kithcen boy, you be boilin the fuckin pot...\/
hot like vanilla ice, sorry to destroy your drop
ya thought i was about to compliment, but i serve you like a condamint
is guys like you i open the vault, but aint gon fit my condom in
ya got butt fucked, fo bussin like a thugg, ya not even ventin my tension
fo got to mention, bout ya the quest ya in, yes ya in, answer ya question

[Intense It E]

Everyday in N.O I'm openin dymes up
And every weekend me and my .45 openin some minds up/
I grab the Finesse wit the three holes in the trigger
Slide the clip in wit the intent to put holes in a nigga/
Come just look at my name; I'm intense
For cats that think they soldier catch holes in ya tents//CID

[Intense It E]

Niggas runnin they mouth walkin they gums
All you shootin is the breeze so why you walk wit a gun/
My gun the microwave, the bullets is corn, they pop fast
Yo bitch'll get cut and screwed like shop class/
It's hard for you cats to diss, knowin you feelin me
I'll shoot you 5 time and you stiffen like Lady Liberty//CID

[NovA - N.E.T]

Ite yo im dissin da bitch called young muhfuckin stunn,
e thinks im dun, but im enleashing a rap already won,
God plz save my soul, so obvious all his raps are fukin stole,
He raps like a theatrical role, but ima leave im on my hanging pole,
Hes offerinig me a battle, .....its a disgrace,
hes just a baby with a rattle,..... but im the second grace,
This aint a battle its a war, 2 nill thats alredy da score,
So cumon bitch if u want it take it to the fighting floor.

Ye bitch das rite muhfuka

[unXtatic]

I've got the westcoast in gradual movement like the San Andreas/
my plan's the greatest: jus keep shit rollin as if i ran wit Avis/
Wit words like missles, i load n launch wit idle minds 2 focus on/
i throw my flow upon these hoes, leavin they vital signs wit no response/
no one wants- this lethal injection/
cuz my lyrics is like that evil needle 2 ya arm when it proceeds the connection/
i dunno whether is the flow or the style that got the people detestin/
but its needless 2 question, cuz whateva it is got cats seekin protection/
i've got a odd capacity of tactics to make anyone fall rapidly/
so if yall cats easily collapse, then fall back unless u got the audacity/
to test this MC---this restless MC/
i'll easily leave any hater at rest when they disrespectin or expressin envy/
wit quick phonics, i'm hypnotic like a pendulum wit its back n forth motion/
--n i'ma scar the earth till it bleeds wit the cracks i force open/
cuz i shock like lightnin, while the feeble try n stun wit static/
so when they try n impress me, i always remain unXtatic/

[Woogsta]

Lol...aight yo, i c we got some major beef now...
So what, these kids is tryna run da streets now!?...
Fuckin fags duck down, cuz im throwin punches...
Y'all pack mo' ass then cafeteria ladies n lunches!...
I got da munchies, so im eatin these fake cats...
They could punch glass, n still not break that...
Shake caps, tryna act hip but they jus wankstas...
Tough? nahh, these kids aint even know gangstas...
Fuck u kids, keep dissin punches missin we laughin...
Jus like a non-preservative meat, u bitches aint lastin!

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[STAY-Z]

four hours sleep is all ya fuckin gave me, im disturbed
ya shits unheard, ya don put me in ya verse, ya dissed herb
think i don know those one either, thats fourth grade
elementry my dear watson, rippers got ya whore, blade
in diss the above, i thought you was all serious, one love
well lets get together and feel arite, some huggs
mc b, tempted to beat me, ya never won it
endless see, like like sunrise for me ya never shon kidd

[Lazarus X]

whackness unjustified

[Intense It E]

Most of these cats probably tricks in their land
This whole beef is gettin old like the Chicken-Head dance/
If you thinkin you cool now, then I'ma heatcha later
I'll leave three holes in a nigga's side just like a piece of paper/
I'll get a hole in one on a bitch, just like I was golfin
I'll leave a hole in a head just like a dolphin//CID

[Ack Scent]

Fuck all the herbs you're words don't mean shit to me
You're history i'll make ya death a mystery
ya christening is undeserved i'll cut u in half...
...Like samurai witout a fuckin word
I just observe and wait U better learn my face
Or end up wot ya body turned up in a lake
I shave ya head wit a rake then fish usin ya toes as the bait
I'll leav you in a state of mind you're prolly not used to
But i don't give a fuck becuz i'm losin my loose screw.

[STAY-Z]

lazarus x, what a freestyle, nah, i juss lied
wackness is so used, ask intense it e, wack guy
thats a slap, bye, but how you put it in one line like that
unjustified my thoughts, don be lyin, nice cat
death by mouth when choke on diss, step in shit
went with it, but ya skank bit dick, let it slip
she gotta mega slit goin on, coz i juss don stretched her
ya leavin in a stretcher, come back on crutchers, ya still get served
herbs are fuckin spices, history made, ya get the picture
but i leave bitch hangin, like hes, juss been dissed i fixed ya
don make me say lake, i don know many rhymes for sake
cept ya name inside the great book, ya'll eat a cum cake
woogy old boy, how we don spit tied, but yo go up on top
ya cypers nice, psycic guy?, im the bottom drop?
how my underneath ya, when im the damn reeper, gettin there
coz ya gettin scared, but thats arite, how my lovins shared
atention this, sargent shit, barsawak, ya aint emergin since
ya from my land dawg, but i smokin ya hits, ya aint worthy kidd
actually ya lower, down there in melbourne, im in queens
like the beams in my ceiling, don mean to be mean, spittin dreams
like the ones ya'll never get, but ya be forever wet, how?
diss spit be soakin, ya drenched and brokin, watch ya vet now
doorways open, and im always smokin, but get a life
four days here in cyper, how my now vet survived
december oh three, ya fuckin shittin G, thirty nine
ya not mighty fine, instead, i be cleanin ya dirty rhymes
hundred and fifty be me, in less than a fuckin week
freaked, sneak a peek, freestyle cyper, we be neat

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