Ayo, you kids want a freestyle, so I give you this,
the typea off the head, that have a rapper lost in the myst,
you cats is near, still no where close to me in years,
battle? you go out like marky mark did in fear,
so there, where your crew? i thought youd bring em all,
Oh I guess you did, them cats just left you like a dog,
My kids were roll like Pawnee, an scalp an Mc,
so tempt we, cause we quick to bust a cat like jack dempsey.
..fuck..wrong spot again..
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kick the flavor to the curb, cause that player shit is dead,
step with your white glasses, an I press em in your head,
dred, yo i judge your style like simon cowell,
fit the file, spit the vial, style from the nile,
now, catch the wild profile from the rugged,
raise the tribe from the side, an quick to raid the thuggeds,
keep you buggered from the jokes, the spokes on the bike,
catch slight hype an spike right through your wind pipe.
-R.I.P. Jazzscapez-
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as usual its beautiful, musical, whimsical, flow
the few who know go toe to toe grow and reap what they sew
im tailor fitting hitting connecting wrecking infecting testing
positive and perplexing as a suplex when text wrestling
im messing with the nesting egg's rotten get my drops in
watching the talking flopping when they attempt the walking
an offspring of cross streamed lost dreams and hot slinged
verses disperse this worshiped curs-ed murkin' and hurting themes
my essence in adolescence befriended the peasants
taught em lessons of professions guessing
the present could be centric to benefit but 'F' it
im acing wasting embracing sedation glutton lacing
tasting the racing thoughts with flavor hot as fire pace and
just thought the plot deciphered was nicer then grammar splicers
confusing the fuck outta ya like mc hammers financial advisor
blah keystyle
its official, Im lazarus, Christ brought me back from the dead,
the hand of God, Im unarmed, but the fist's packing the lead,
grip quick when Im cracking some heads, and slashing at feds,
dashing its track practice, flashing, blue steel clashing with red,
potential shown in these verses, time to start a new chapter,
credentials blown from the surface, climb charts through the rapture,
sharper than fractures, lace lined darts through the laughter,
Look in her hazel eyes.. see the maze of lies
A slave to guys.. thinks she was raised to die
Attempting razor tries.. keeps backing away
Smoking crack in the day.. acting as dazed
Always attracting to hate.. bitching to smoke
She's twitching when broke.. itching for coke
One Hundred Acts Of Gutter Past With These Bad Guy Grins
Ima Thunder Cat And Under Macs Is Where the Mag Slides In
My Cannon Blasts Will Hack An Slash Through these Happy Campers
Hold Your Rag In Hand..
But This Aint Capture Flags With Rapping Actors
Mad As A Hatter, Last Laughin' Of An Assasin Of Grammar
Packin Blast Packs And Impacting Ina Path Of Disaster
Im Actually Beer Battered In Corn Breading And Hopps
I Take My Melody On The Rocks, Underneth The Connfetti And Scotch
..Never Play Soft While Raising My Shots.
Then Ill Take Your Face Off Before IM Placed In The Penelty Box
My Enemys Talk? Punches Played More Than Tekken 3
My Raps Hottest, Even Jack Frost Is Sweatin' Me
Impressivly, You couldnt excape my heat if it was sun rays-
Watching You Run Straight For Terminal C, Sneakin In The Sub Ways
My Crews So Spaced That We Embark In Cruisers
Dog Fighting Damn Dirty Apes With My Star ship Troopers
Im Trained To Feast on Brains And Beef Until My Name Is Laid To Sleep
I Pray Atleast, to Stay Deceased, And Fill My Grave With Days Of Peace.
"Awaken Beast" Can't Shake The Ring, I Feel The Sting When Satan Screams
I'll Wait To Dream, Just Take My Seat And seal My Link In The Grace Of King's
I Faced Machines, And Saved Marines From Suicide Rockets And Goblins.
Ima Prophet In a Bomb Kit,
With Bong Rips Like my Bomb Hit The village where I Launch Myst From My Noggin
Lost Missions? I'll Solve Em'.. Lost Visions? I'll Spot em'
But Now im Locked In Arkham, With The False Witches Of Gotham.
TELL THE 'MISH' Ima CALL'EM!Ill Let The Maddness Be My Guide
While Im Stuck In The Prison In A Labyrinth Of My Mind..
An Addict Too Sublime, An Its Time To Split This Cell Clean
Just Need To Turn A Couple Ki's/kilo/key/, And Set Myself Free..
..Im Runnin With PitBulls, You Should Be Bustin Them Pistols
..You Want Me To Hit You?
I Strike With The Five Styles Of Drunken Ninjitsu..
..Its The Black Cobra, Snake Charmer, Shamen Dropin' in
Rockin My Rattle Diamond Back, And Water Moccasins
Not Alot To Win In This World Of Sentinals
Where I Always Reign War, And The Monsoon Is Plentiful..
have your friend like, wow kid this Blue kid sonnin you,
have you knowin me like im not knowin you,
Im sick of kids claimin that my shits a set up,
cause I dont talk about the shit around me, and they get fed up,
talk this kids wack, he can freestyle as good as he writes,
while im stuck in the suck, under his trucks flood lights,
they cant think quickly, and that makes em act primitive,
vintage kid, rippin it slicker then most kids rollin michelins,
neck is twisted an, visit the witness but hes missinin,
catch the mission an, spit off the heads compared to penmanship,
rep the E from the beginin to the end of it.
-R.I.P. Jazzscapez-
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Somebody shoot me. end this pain from a groupie..
Bitchs act like they knew me. mostly some cuties..
Got me chasing the booty. always asking to fuck..
Incredible task to her gut. started smashing it up..
After passing the dutch. a few smacks to her butt..
Slammed her ass into cuffs. did doggystyle position..
Had her in a wild submission. laid awhile just kissing..
Bored. whatever..
with raw metaphors, a multi syllable savage
at my lyrical pinnacle inflictin critical damage
got u struck n amazed, snuffed in a daze
a sick fool, spit full clips while im puffin a J
im fuckin insane, flow iller than leprosy
il catch a felony for chokin those who step to me
effectively wet MCs u send to me
ressurected from an OD of extacy
ill commit genocide of crack addicts n wack rappers
matta fact smack faggots, attack acts till backs shatter
leave cats battered with venomous spits like desert cobras
stampede the sense in to u kids till i sed its over.... bahhhh... fuck this..
im iller than those who chose to claim it
raps andy an amous..
..time warped,adapting to all the changes
Im destined to fail,but my attempt made me famous
never stuck in one motion,only glimpse of my arrangement
name it!?!... Ive done it
better yet,
this charity for emcees in need of fund'n
schooling,tutors an help from the genius
I reap what i sowd,my fabric is handled by seamstress
my spelling is meaningless,but the point holds weight
I know no fate,
No escape.. u can only hold on to faith
im the best of the best.. this is my latest
u could get the best of me,but steal not my greatest
greatness is something that comes in time
consistantcy that numbs the mind..
..along with crafty wit that blunders in lines
u hear my thunderous claims,who dare utter my name
u better know your limits,before the statement change
an the state ment,i was the one who made memphis shine
in my endless prime,i typed a sentence full of venomous rhymes
i thought id letchu know..
from me to you,truly yours..pro!
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"...bringing slavery back,since '06"
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The Best Flows are mine, I own the text throne..
My styles have echoed since You Owned a Nintendo!!
My Pen holds more chest holes and Beats like Techno..
And When my Tech Blows The Vets "Face Metal" Like Destro!!
This God is a devil!..An My Goblins Are Mental..
Im On The Lost Levels Writing My Doctrines For Medals
In the Pencil ive forgone The honor in stencil..
While my earnings not poor
Im searching for more "Profits" than Solomons Temple!!
I Wield A Pen!, Am I Insane? Or Just Real Again
You Can Kill The Dead?
Well I've Beat Death At My Game Like Im Bill And Ted
Built And Bred To End Spits, My Writings A Wonder
Im Lightning In Rhyming,Like My Typing Is Thunder
Slightly Under Cover, ya Wanna Fight But Yer All A Bummer
Test This? Ill Make You "Step Kid", Like I Just Wifyed Yer Mother
Look.....
Fuck a rap game, Im stack with change, Maps lead to where i am to reveal a king
I am hard steel ima dog ima dog off the chain, no bark all bite, all might
homeboi im alright, seening shyt str8 like car lights, not the hard type
but im balla like, im balling like M jordan, for my portion 360 fade away
with the 360 waves, gucci locs, hucci's on the low, eyeing a nigga
haters on the sideline do the same, cuz im a fowl nigga
like a trigga happy fool im wild with the trigga, str8 from the dirt
im a dirt pile nigga, dirty souf, with a dirty 30 30 always out
on my way to the trap house, violate i blow backs out
riding heavy, tone on my lap, stones of crack, in my jeans
smoking purple, gettin money by any means
I even shake there hand, soon as they touch me they feel the vibe like i'am the son of sam....
Focus rider, body on fire, im like nicholas cage the ghost rider
focus writer, scope on ya, i spit crack...wit the dopest saliva
ur hopes finished once i get beside ya, murder tone
havent u heard of me homez, im the night burgular creepn in ur home
blk tank top over my face, waving the chrome, kickn the door in
u better hope u aint home, no saftey on that thing, or its more den broke bones
Im in dat zone, To keep u in line, the deepest mind since u search for
a deeper mind, u to slow..i leave u behind, there will be no peace its fine
cause in my neigborhood its always crime time, keep that ratchet
sleep is hazardous, so they call me mr all night flight, i could speak it backwards
in the lac tryin to get rid of old habits, but it just keep coming back bytch
cause Sam b a savage, not long ago, i was lock down, becuz da so call honorable
judge was a honorable bytch, now take that, naw erase dat, roll dis n blaze dat
face this, lick n taste dat, thats millenum tarus that'll lay u flat
Im a game cock, but im chillin with the razor backs, where dem haters at
but ima beast, they know i saber tooth tiger ne of that
they can do like jayz and just fade to black
I even shake there hand, soon as they touch me they feel the vibe like i'am the son of sam....
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