You aint i. l. l. you just bee aye dee.
you'll never get away with that if it's up to M. E.
How you gonna diss sombody bout the net OVER the net.
You already know your stupid, you just haven't figured it out yet.
and you ain't never blew thru shit like a whirlwind.
unless you count the fact you only last 2 minuts with your girlfriend.
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assault rifle, the street sweeper, formally known as the body heater
got the hoodie with the killer stance, a muthafuckin grim reaper
rob you for opulence chains including your sneakers
walk through my block, its going to be trouble
chalk on the block, your blood spilled in puddles
cant talk your way out my block, the rocket will lift off, so you betta buckle
I'm not necessarily the original, more like the new but don't ever compare me to another.
I'm glad somebody finally came bacc/
But you beatin me is like 50 signing game bacc/
Never happen honestly you rather slaccin/
But luccy for you christmas come, so you'll be better at rappin/
But after this loser get murked I'll bomb the rest/
I don't mean the old sayin but NONe the less/
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^Gay Very Very Gay^
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Originally Posted by Kid Corleone
It's hard for me to beat you, 'cause your beatin yourself.
I'm tellin you, your better jackin off dog, or else
it's like a walk in the park or findin something black in the dark
your something else...really 'cause you sure ain't smart.
and yes, 'tis the season for me to give it back with pimp shit.
I rap around your ass like a present and give it to your mom for christmas.
It can be mathmaticly proven that the universe is both infinite and finite.
this aint diss the bitch above ya, this is straight freestyling. If you cant get wit it. get the fuck outta here. If you got a problem with me, we can address it on the front lines.
feads got a hunch it was a robbery assualt
stashed the murder weapon and the muthafuckin .colt
went outside, 5-o sayed "hault"
started blazin up the block cauze i will never be caught
proceeded to gun and shoot leaving these niggaz in distraught
ten officers died, I'm sorry but it aint my fuckin fault
I'm not necessarily the original, more like the new but don't ever compare me to another.
I saw Inhuman puttin up the tree I said whats up little my yo
B.Nesse and Puddykat standin right under the missletoe
ab0ve making cookies put em' in the oven now they bakin
Cornea fantasizing about his imaginary girlfriend, Meagan
I saw Ronanld Reagan I must'a been high yo puffin on hydro
Theres that asian hoe Marv who always looks like his eyes closed
Here comes Red Hooks, and his gaye little two friends
Saw Philly with his hat, lookin like Papoose with smooth skin
Keyed in that background, and Mariah in between guys
Feeble on the couch, tryna sell a couple bean pies
Then I see ...?... and behind him is Nightmare I wonder why
Tim running from the back room, right behind him is another guy
Inhuman and Wyte sippin on some kool aid brews
Don't fuck with Wireless or he'll call you a jew
Blacksilence sing christmas carrols along with a santa flow
Then I see lOOk$ in the cut like a band aid yo
Rollin with Penlord who quit bein a penis this time of the year
With Vlad playin craps and right behind him is my homie Savir
I see N' from a distance him and some hot bitch kissin I don't know why
Why and it turns out that hot girl...was mistaken for Cry
Shit now I sound like a faggot, oh well here comes Kontext
Got introduced to some new niggas he gave me dapz and said I'm Meks
I ran into them niggas Tony Brown and Nick James
They was pimpin them hoes wit no nick names
Laughin at the old times wit my boi Symphonic sippin egg nog
Playin Sega Genisis Street Fighter II and Sonic The Hedgehog
Saw Penlord he said it's all cool call me Twizted, let's squash em'
Then I went back over to Mariah and grabbed the breezy no problem
Center Sight lookin right my boy pimped out & pimped up
It seemed like a bitter night, wit Nightmare sippin out his pimp cup
Passed a blunt to bobberic lyrics I believe we was smokin a dutchin
It went from Marv back and then even went over to Slut
Saw Mr.Q eatin glazed ham he lookin kinda full now
Everybody happy we just gotta get Es-Q to cool down
We see that boy Typhris on the porch nibbin on some pork
Reaper tellin a jeepers creepers, even knowin he's a dork
Emoshun gets up and then he shouts, the roof is on fire
Eye-Q paniced, then he looked up and said what a liar
Franklyn rollin weed again and his ass is really lookin like a turtle
Bare Nuckles rolled up , staright clownin and he lookin like a gerba
Then shit got verbal you know exactly what I mean yo
I saw this nigga Inhuman...slap the living fuck outta Rico
Alphabetized laughin I am too, so come along for the ride son
Rappin is a gift, but we gift Wrapin, shout out to the homie Bribone
This nigga kid sick, I said this nigga kid sick! rollin up another sack
Smoked in the fuckin chat, and got booted by Lumberjack
Viscosity saw him he was trippin like damn , I never knew yo
& you know Twixn still pimpin and he lookin for some new hoes
We saw Psykosis by the fire place roastin some sausage links
Feeble still wit those bean pies, tryna lower the price for a dollar each
And I'm Rival the one movin everywhere you scary bitches
So it's Happy Holidays bitches, fuck'a Merry Christmas
Fuckin word.
There's not way that your FIGHTING THIS FORCE, I'll leave you GUYS IN A SCORCH, DIEING WHEN TORCHED, 'Serving Death' to you Fags like ur DINING IN MORGUES!
It's almost x-mas but it dont matter im on the block/
Where the sale of rock won't stop for no cop or no clock/
Hustlers hustle double-time tryin to ease they troubled mind/
Cuz from the moment they rock bubbled-fine, they had intent to struggle-grind/
Get that cash flip that stash, they wanted toys for they kids/
Hit that fast slipped and crash, they was told make noise and they did/
Then we get busted, kicked maced and handcuffed'ed, we like fuck it/
We go down in public, cops use un-necassary roughness, can't duck it/
So we just do what we do, move wit da crew, and await judgement/
From the judge at court or The Man himself, i won't be moved show no budgement/
hell nah you didnt go there...oh dear...this fucking kid!!!
this kid is so queer...no fear is what im cummin wit...
if this rap shit is a game...then Hype is fuckin runnin it!!!
you know i got a gun n clip...so i aint scared to bust rounds...
pop shots off til you touch ground...it seems that i just found...
this faggot here at the top of the tier...how the fuck did a homo make it there???
freestyle just turned to a battle rap...he Ki can you handle that...
scramble back like ya name was mike vick...yeah im a white kid...
bitches like my white dick...Hype you is quite sic...
do i have to go on prolong the fact that Hype is so strong...
nope choke ya throat wit a rope...thats a whole lotta multis...
so imma stop while im ahead...........
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Open Mics
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Originally Posted by <I>Axeshun</I>
that was dope.. nice shit.
yea good ish
so to continue wit the dopeness , im original as i wrote this
im thru stackin paper , beyond tired of old chips
baggin lines as hoes nip , bait dem in then hold strength
coppin if they dont bite , just a bunch of munchin dykes in bikes
gangin up on my mic , like they dont see right
turn str8 , crooked signs now need a new pace
walker replacin the cane , pimp to the face
a limp in the talk , a gift none the same
that equals i gotta find my wrap mojo
a little less on my side cos ho's choose mo'
...no i dont mean that , but they need to loose o's
for me to squeeze in and tap , game pauses messages and codes
so i start again from the past , knowin that the end - conceals my flow
i'm coming in for the kill so watch how i do it so swiftly
man i'm loved by every one, i got nerds saying "he's nifty"
got dem girls like "damn that boy is hot, and not just his rhymes"
and i don't hear the haters because they know i got better lines
so i'ma drop a free quick just for the readers' pleasure
and ain't no ruler needed, my heart for rap is to big to measure
and i ain't been around this shit long, so let's say i'm just getting started
gimme a few months and i'll make the best look like they've gone retarted
and i gotta go now, got some business to take care of..
.. no i don't hustle, i got a real job and am trying to stack my bread up
everyday work my way to the top, but i'm not there yet
whether it's at my job or on the court or rappin on the internet
i do what i can, but always continue to improve til i can't get no better
and for those who tell me to quit, i just say i don't know no better
this freestyle shit...it runs thru my veins...
Hype's the father of rap...so his son rules the game...
summin like the second coming of Christ...
heard it once already...Hype aint saying it twice!!!
Hype aint saying he nice...this is his life, his work...
his wife is hurt...so his life dont work...
enuff is enuff, gotta give up the rap game...
in the back of his mind...theres a voice saying thats lame...
that dame shes more than worth is...she is perfect...
YES you heard it...word it however you want...
however you will...take out my vocal cords...
id be doing this still!!!!!!!!!
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Open Mics
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yea, don't fuck with the squad, we can't be beat..
got my boy N.O.; yea Katrina brought him to me
got my boy P standin 6'10 but can't always catch the ball
but if it wasn't for him, our team would be an avg of 6 ft 2 in tall.
got the boy Smooth with ladies all around, he's the team's pimp
kid be runnin threw hoes easier then a FT attempt.
got K.P. drainin em, like Wayne the way he makes it rain
and my brother Mike shows up every day ready to play
and don't forget Chris, always looking for somebody to throw down with
but dont get it confused, he'll throw ya shit to the third row bitch
got the kid stretch, cleanin' the glass better than Ben Wallace
averagin 12 pts a game, you tell me how you're supposed to stop this
and me, well i'm the PG, better known as DUB
yea, playin all 32 minutes a game, never need a sub
droppin assists so easy i may be mistaken for steve nash
so whose next, cuz night in night out my squad comes to whip ass.
--- a little freestyle i was thinkin about at work today bout my basketball team ---
its die by allah? fuck it i live by god,
got aim dat'll leave you mo holier den god,
jade da crucifier, the most played,
gotta live another day...
..the most envyed...the dwn trotten,
from most known ta most 4 gotten,
(live) so i can kill an fight another day,
(live) so instead of a clip, die by a blade,
(live) so i can prove a girl can out spit a man,
(live) so i can grow frm immature to a woman...
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