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    Freestyle, baby!

    SIX (6) LINES MINIMUM!

    Please adhere to that rule so I don't have to fuck with you!

    This is freestyle, so anything goes but racism.

    Tear it up!

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    ya boy is an explosion of massive proportions
    ya boy so sick i cause virgin mary's to have abortions
    i steal words and use'em for my benefit like verbal extorsion
    ya rymes get over looked but my flow is important
    i turn wives to widows, and kids to orphans
    I chop bodies up for there main organs
    so while you in a casket listen to the organ
    I'm gettin rich and sellin ya heart to a little girl named morgan
    she lives in middle of new orleans
    i always have goodnights and bad mornings
    livein broke is gettin so boring
    wonderin when my money flow gonna pour in
    wishin i played ball and would of been the next jordan
    but im stuck in this hell hole
    where niggas sell souls just for a money roll
    I used to sell drugs
    and buss shells n slugs
    now i spit flows
    stealin souls from thugs

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    This the elavation thread for all kinds of mcees
    my flow is neat and pretty, just goes wit the breeze
    My verses are metahphor compacked ready to combust
    I treat mcees like sandwiches coz i eat all including da crust
    Its no competition, the flow is great, the flow is quality
    this a 6 line freestyle so whos next up to follow me...

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    ya boy really on the grind for the bread
    im after that shine, so i dont have to ask hoes for head
    you got a hot whip but ya girl likes mines instead
    i copped two drops, one was black and the other blood shed red
    takin excellent journeys like bill and ted
    sellin that bed rock like barney and fred
    got caught by the feds and sentenced to two years by judge dred
    almost ended up dead from the lead,
    if it wasnt for the paramed's stoppin the blood spread
    money thoughts got me rollin in bed
    dreamin of slidin over a money pit, in a blue sled
    gettin bucks from the hottest rymes that i ever said
    until i woke up and reality turned my dreams to shreds
    I used to sell drugs
    and buss shells n slugs
    now i spit flows
    stealin souls from thugs

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    Mind on the game, the kid is determined
    To clear all the shit thats mixed wit da vermine
    A lyricist who makes tracks of high qualtiy
    n if I offend you, to hell with your apology
    The kid is an animal, I should be detained
    When im on da mic I need to be retstrained
    from the illnes thats always kicking in ma brain
    Wit flows thats on full flight like like aeroplanes
    My lyrical content could well be harming me
    coz my wits as sharp as sword inside of da armoury..............

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    its me

    its conclusive i'm too abusive with my rhymes and ways
    my metaphors are better drawn with ma creative it pays
    freestyle or streetstyle i made it by my creative bars
    multiplying people dieing i'm something in between jay z and nas
    6 lines minimum and no lines maximum its a fraction
    simple addiction leads to liquer fucking up ya system
    i love music i love big-pun i love dissing when i'm spitting
    rhymes flow so hard-they leave a nigga shitting while he spitting
    written voices makes hidden noises

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    rox the lyrical story teller makin words visual
    castin spells on any cat i battle like voodoo rituals
    I saw shit before it happen like visions from the metaphysical
    i cause mental inflictions on cats wit my predictions
    tellin a dude how i verbally killed'em
    with homicidal thoughts and ill intentions
    i can make a dude wish that his life was endin
    have his ass makin split decisions after i slice his head in two like fission
    rox was born to make commotion
    shakin the world like a nuclear explosion
    so hot i leave people roastin
    call me radio-active cause i stay glowin
    and every thing i touch starts smokin
    I used to sell drugs
    and buss shells n slugs
    now i spit flows
    stealin souls from thugs

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    I crack bones mentally, thinkin so hard it happens
    Cant believe people taken more then pen lead, when u out of line rappin
    Have to subtract him, put the body where the police wont track him
    take the niggas crew, and disguard the old label, and rename the faction
    Thats how I feel and react, when I get people keep askin
    Why I rap with a bottle of rum in my hand, and downin some asprin
    Im in a intrapment, its mutiny on board and Im captain
    So I take control by drivin fear into niggas, so I had to stab em
    I'm that nigga who can kill u in 8 bars

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    my words throw curves, like a pitcher in action
    shit so extreme that it needs to be seen in closed caption
    when i flow i have fun and start laughin
    i think its a joke how these fake ass thugs actin hard, when they softer then napkins
    people want to know how i murder dudes wit words
    and all i can say is just imagine a serial killa rappin
    think of my mouth as a gun blastin, and my punchlines are bullets
    and every ryme that i spit feels like im unloadin a clip
    i mentally kill him so its hard to come back
    have the whole crowd screamin damn why you did that
    cause i rip cats apart and verbally wound the niggas heart
    end his rap career before it even start
    I used to sell drugs
    and buss shells n slugs
    now i spit flows
    stealin souls from thugs

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    I am new here but I been freestylin' for a minute/
    Droppin' lines so hot my CD burns up ya deck when you spin it/
    And Im in this to win it, I won't play around with lames/
    I been throwin' punches since Mike Tyson's old Nintendo game/
    Awake or sleeping, high or sober, I can spit many different ways/
    Typing is new to me, I haven't worked with "keys" since my Tony Montana days/
    In Miami catchin' rays while smokin' haze and gettin' laid/
    I'll leave you with trouble on ya hands like paraplegics pulling the pin out of a hand grenade/
    But yo, on the real come at me I'll lyrically spank-ya-man/
    And Im out, so stay classy RB like Ron Burgundy said in Anchorman/

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    rappers hesitate to step up to the heavyweight/
    i never hate/
    i happen to make rappers evaporate everyday/
    they have to investigate/
    coz while u up there havin a 1 on 1, im up there slappin 8/
    like pat-a-cake/
    i'll make u eat ur words so u might aswell grab-a-plate/

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    alot of these mcees sound the same/
    theres no pride in these motherfuckers they all want fame/
    you rap about hoes and paper i rap about real/
    you rap about guns and hits i rap how i feel/
    but its ok ya'll carry on fakin/
    but im the real shit i got your minds shakin/
    i keep yo wonderin how my rhymes are so hot/
    without sayin how im gon' give you a blood clot/
    shit i got more to say than just the bad side/
    why dont you start rappin how you feel inside/
    coz ill respect ya'll if you start talkin sense/
    and stop rhymin about all this damn vi-o-lence/
    see theres more to life than killin and cappin/
    why dont you go to college learn some shit/
    and get yo wings flappin.
    Last edited by RG3; May 8th, 2005 at 02:32 PM

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    making the band three, i just watched that shit on the TV,
    on a Sunday this bytch ass dude wanna sign peoples,man i hate puffy/
    still looking for females to create a group eh? he better not come to VA,
    cuz it's not a game like that MR. T hairdo ,when he ran in thaT RELAY/
    enough of the drama, my day went and the night is slowly pending,
    it's like glassine bags full of samples, the side effects taking over ya mind from the begining/
    done and through wit it, im textin on RB cuz im bored as fuck, im on the CPU breaking in my brand new CHUCKS/
    Came back home from WAL-MArt got the female Beater on,
    Blasting Mona lisa ft the Lost Boyz, cuz thatz my fuckin SONG/
    Cuz came thru bored as shit too, he on the couch talkin on his cell,
    trying to figure out what the hell we gonna do /

    GHOST !

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    Yo, what up homey?
    Oh shit hes packing, shoot him shoot the motha.... {Bang Bang}

    We are gangstas there aint no way you shooting us, fakers
    A nigga tried to hustle play me and got played up
    Upon his ass cuz i'm a fucking playa, i'ma bout to say a
    Prayer for your ass, cuz youre bout to take a blast
    Right to the godamn chest, and I aint bothered that youre wearing a vest
    I just pumped the 12 gauge at ya so fast, hahahahaha
    Man homey dude whatever I just gotta rest, but dont worry
    Youre history, cuz i'm telling this story,
    No matter that I used to call ya homey
    Seriously after you got shot I kept saying "call me"
    My friends kept saying "calm D"
    And I used to think that the .com is a good lee
    How come, I saw how he splashed and I dont mean cum
    He fucking swallowed a gun, I used to think it was fun
    But now I just rap, with no intention to kill, but an intention to heal
    So common guys get real so yall can try to feel......
    Hold tight, hold still, but never touch our steel
    Yeah sure of course we steal, damn it's hot in here like in a fucking grill
    Since like two weeks ago I gave up to the drill
    To just fuck and fuck some more, and I dunno why were doing it for
    Hey yo a lil secret, at nights I dont snore hahahaha
    Yeah when we stick up a store, we use extreme gore
    Just to get some golden ore, but it doesnt mean that kids need to copy us
    Or otherwise theyll end up in the state arc prison at the compton bus
    Stop asking for shit from me I aint godman Toys'R'Us
    Scream as much as ya like but i'm still busting your ass bitch
    And it aint a holy place cuz it's more leaking than a dead snitch
    Iv'e got a few friends who's rich, i'll rip 'em off and then them i'll ditch
    Damn my stich, popped out now my dick is at a permenant itch
    Aiight I think I ripped off as much as any mothafucka can or will do
    Mostly I do it for you, or for cash (a good motive too) Now see me grab a stool
    And sit down cuz I aint a fool
    YO

    I posted it in OM but didnt know that no more freestyles are allowed so here it is

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    !Slica!
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    yo....

    me spittin tha sickest scrpitures, not to mention tha motivation
    these hypocrites try to corner me and orderly in tha nations,
    Im Un-conspicuous, tha sneaky devious, clever, apex
    tha type of niggah that makes infliction deadly to a bitches chest,
    straight in motion with swift hits, slicin faggots in two,
    Im only calm if posess tha 40 ounces of brew
    new, tha coo shit, not tha funk, metal, or rock,
    i block and stop tha wack faggots as im reachin tha top

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