Freestyle Cypher

[9stitches]

freestyle cyphers make me spark like lighters/
some say im the shit that i shud still wear diapers/
eatin u sweet niggas and its makin me hyper/
cruisin in the money lane no windshield wipers/
they say the its always better not to lie/
the truth is im a beast and rappin is excercise/
i make it rain money u can ask the weather guy/
if rappin was to leave well i guess i'll rather die/

[Celph Taut]

MY flow's related to my persona and how I hold out the pages
To spit the shit that hasn't rolled out in ages
This industry's a flawed design that crawled behind
the U-haul of time, pushed the clock back to drop the top Hip Hop rap.
Crossed Marty Mcfly n' then I got trapped
in time in space - travelling on a hiccup of matter that rarely hibernates
Had to rehabilitate my mind n' place
the line in place.. redefine the kind of pace
the rhyme can have to find its tab
This work is usually proceeded by tests inside a lab
With lab rats that go out quicker than a designer fad
Bolts in the neck my primary focus
choking a vet for inspiring hope when he goes on the net
Just so that no one forgets I'm a beast you can shave n' see
'The 40 yr old Virgin' facial bouquet from me.. I stay a G! =)
Fuck letting her have it Pro-bono, honey - you pay a fee!
I ain't playing, B I will a slay a V - tell her - "C'est la vie"!
Pussy wet.. spraying free - have to duck it!
Pussy filled up half the bucket! like a KFC package! FUCK IT!
Wow.. what was I going on about?
Oh, how I'm on the couch, rent-free @ your momma's house!
Ha... she making bacon and waffles
I tell her bend over - see if you can take a falafel!
By George, she's got it! ...By George, she's got it deep down the cooch!
I'ma ground the pooch n' then dunk it in like a round of hoops!



Oops.

[lls]

imma sick nigga...terminal
step into the ring im burnin u
a dont give a fuck nigga droppin terds in the urinal
den lick on dick and balls<<<<<<thats wut ya girl'l do
talkin deepthroatin footlongs till she hurlin fool
givin brains to the whole circle get the girl in school
deeze light bars somethin slight to get my posts up
lil boi get out my lane b4 u get post up
spun off dunked on ill take ur blunt when u roll up
then shoot... give a new meaning to bein smoked up

[Doom$Day]

throw rocks at the door til he open that bitch
Tapco choppa gets to roar when i empty the clip
she talkin like a whore wit my cum on her lips
the bloods gone pour i paint the town wit this shit
gangsta to the core and i'm pleading the 5th
only fear the Lord i hope he forgives me for this
limo tint on the Ford and we creepin the strip
body in the trunk double wrapped and zipped
rollin wit Benelli pumps graduated from fists
you niggas just watchin Oz I was really slangin them tits
seen punks turned out just ridin the whip
seen guards get raped while they suckin a dick
seen niggas heads skinned chest tattooed wit snitch
got my blade on hold this nigga never slip
i treat these bitches like masochist
they say i'm talented...but hate my content
i'm gonna take over this continent
make these muthafuckas despondent
discard them like condoms
cut them up asleep in they long johns
fuck they daughters guts up wit my long john
make they wives swallow pipe bombs
make muthafuckas believe in monsters
a new breed of fear
we're The People Under The Stairs
young black niggas wit no cares
the society you made brought me here.

[Vincent☺☺☺]

you caught me here like a night thief/
now whose the site chief so i can ignite beef/
formerly known as the best yet/
and your only as safe as a teflon vest gets/
that means your a head shot guided by a red dot/
im what you tryna describe whenever you ever said "hot"/
i got bread knots ive fed rotts/
hate MC's that acts political about illuminati and fed plots/
worried about a new world order but cant deal with the present one/
lesson one!-dont talk money if your income is less than none/
plus dont discuss gettin' G's unless your one/
my level of stress is none-shootin' the breeze/
when you see me in a suit you should salute me and freeze/

[The420]

New to these parts but I came here to flow
be busting out rhymes like a whore on the snow!
Lots of chit-chat about your clips and your guns
bet most of you fakers are still living at home with your Moms
If your going to spit it then at least keep it real
else you ain't showin' these people any truth to your speil
Why don't you come right back at me if you think you think I am wrong
I'll transform your bullshit into a fresh new song!

[Vincent☺☺☺]

thats real hard straight from the mean streets of england/
everybody is within my perimeter from my long wingspan/
make more hits than sting can on an underground tip/
in vegas throwin' around chips surrounded by chicks with round hips/
might see the crown slip but it never detach from me/
automatically attach money/
cant phathom a match fuh me/
take a batch of your raps and they be adam patch funny/
my approach is like musashi with swords/
velocity towards all rappin'/
balls flappin' so im jaw slappin'/
all daps and appreciation is rejected/
i dont need your approval to feel respected/
besides, whats it about to begin with/
to contend wit men with what my pen writ/
only can end with a k.o. from a chin hit/

[Bless Da Lord]

clowns cannot stop me their bringing the bar down
n since they all LAC council they looking like charles downs
i'll murda n squash a hater,craddle n foster all of there daughter
raise em rape em, terminate them like Schwarzenegger...

kinda upset right now

[9stitches]

shit i'll terminate u too but destroy u like dynamite/
u battlin is a joke homie u better off trynna fight/
but if your hands are like your bars then stick to "yo mama jokes"/
this aint even my work dude this is somethin my mama wrote/

[Doom$Day]

Doom been wicked wit words since 16
a full clip and one in the chamber is 16
my rhymes homicide 1+8+7 is 16
I love those American Spirit Arms M-16s
you can read your obituary when i empty this magazine
if i spit it i did it
if i wrote it i lived it
been had cake a muthafucka been whippin
been beatin cakes a muthafucka been pimpin
in and outta state a muthafucka been dippin
leanin in the clouds this muthafucka been sippin
you can get sliced wit the KA-BAR
lose ya life to the Armalite AR
sometimes I squeeze that SLR-106CR
you sell by the oz i move it by the pound
10% of the profit i run it outta town
talkin to the prophet i predicted you a clown
using Airsoft guns that make ridiculous sounds
i'm out the jungle like Rambo
wit Hornady hollow point flex tip ammo
multi-black shade cammo
smuggling like Billy Dee as Lando
sometimes i go dolo
cuz niggas be short like the sleeves on my Polo
chicken like pollo
of bein with that muthafucka Doom that the Eses call loco...

[ezrapound]

'Hi i'm a n00b', neither technically accurate nor fair
i aint some 10 year old kid grenade spamming on modern warfare
more like a first class lieutenant overwatching from HQ
raps a cut above the rest while you just manage to scrape through
ghostwrite a grammy nomination, let you keep the gold and glitter
meanwhile I'm changing lanes with your girl, call it a 7-10 splitter.

[Vincent☺☺☺]

ima rhyme forgetter/
i just recite it on spot/
once i decided i was hot i denigned to sign it on the dot/
on any contract line-rip it up and crinkle it/
my diabolic plots materialise once i think of it/
load a rap inside my mental database/
reload a strap in my pencil, say ya grace/
erase ya face then wipe away a trace of existence/
dexter style/
even sterilize the grout between the checkered tile/
show up with the body bag open and ready/
totin' rope and machettes/
plus my crew with scopes where ya head be/
its hopeless already!!!

[E-bien]

Ever ready rock steady volcanic sedimentary,
stonin niggaz old school, ding-ding elementary,
Never empty me, Me and bars - can't come between us,
Al have dese pussys up in smoke like bangin blackboard cleaners,
am hot so I'll rise u don't need to be a physicist,
To know i react like fire on hydrogen as a lyricst,

[Vincent☺☺☺]

and let me make it as clear as piss..
when you bladders normal/
if my daggers oral than im sharp enough to stab a poor soul/
in my lab, the gore shows like slabs of torn foes/
carcasses left in shame/
F the game/
me and foxy's jams are deaf/def the same/
appreciate the love and you know who you are/
i like to minimize the shout-outs i throw in a bar/
my autobiography pages are stained red/
my pains bled thru the paper-later readers turnin up brain dead/
"cut me again"
opps, thats what my vein said/
actually/
that was a past habit in fact a tragedy/
now im off that track with a tactful strategy/
your whole show is booty- thats why i said you act an ass to me/
tell me i aint ill!

[E-bien]

Tell me I ain't sick like an epileptic,
Who's had his neck slit nigga shudda left it,
That's disfigurement like it's a cleft lip,
Plus I hid the band aids and anti-septic,
Bitch dats hectic, i wrecked it, respect it,
Pile up ya dollaz but I'll collect it, next shit,
I'll make da best quit, can't stand thn best sit,
Am fire... let me direct u to the exit,