Just Freestyle Here... No Topic, No Dissin, Just Whatever Is On Your Mind.
Six Lines MINIMUM
Just Freestyle Here... No Topic, No Dissin, Just Whatever Is On Your Mind.
Six Lines MINIMUM
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"World Class War" Official Music Video
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What a day it is for someone like me to come this way, someone you haven't seen, or heard of yet you are intriged by what I have to say....It's not my fault if I come off as a bad guy......It's not my intent and I don't mean to so don't ask me why......All I know is that I like being like this.....And if you have a problem with me feel free to express to me what it is you have to say to me even if it's a good dizz.......Cuz then that opens up the field for a bit of combat.....I fight dirty as you might of guessed and I won't hesitate twice to hit you over the head with a baseball bat. Cracking your skuLL and leaving you lifeLess.....Sorry for the inconvinience "Mr. Janitor", I didn't mean to make such a mess. It's not my fault he didn't listen to the warning of my right fist!
Last edited by ***G-eCuA***; February 13th, 2004 at 06:57 PM
Look, look, look
My Verbal Vernacular, is strappin a mink
so who give a fuk if u ill, or rappin wit pink
im clappin with ya kids, like i've started a rave
kill ya mans, n put valentine cards on his grave
ima bio chemist, an young rapper at best
so if leper audience wanna applaud,...
they'll clap wit ya chest!
look 21 post
am i almost 2 100 not even close
i came here ta battle some punks
not ta type up abuncha junk
plus all wut i seen is gay and posted by chumps
all mah lyrics is smooth you don see no lumps
im not really a rappa im really a thug
runnin round wit guns
you no i sho no love
i wan battle a fool
who da fuck made da 100 post rule
man dat shit aint cool dat shit just cruel
deprivin a young playa of wut i do
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wussup ey
Its da rawest nigga around so don't try ta temp me cuz I do keep a hamma like my name was John Henry. And I rep my hood as if it was my set. Head high in my hood cuz I'm holdin my tec. I got eagles dat throw shit like Philly quaterbacks, Im holdin dat real metal yall still hold water gatz. Get real niggaz know I'm da youngest in charge. Ain't da young gunz just stay raw wit my bars. I'm so demandin have ya mom and ya poopz on crack. And datz only cuz I gave ya best friend a smack. Im a young boy dat fight and even spray shit. While yall other niggaz still gossup like a Bitch. Yeah im violent, I know it might seem. But turn niggaz cold and white like vanilla ice cream. Its a rap cuz im here and I know its a shame. But I got high tec gunnz datz in da gunnz of fame. PUSSIES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
yo i juss dropped mah pizza on tha ground
that shit made me frown
im way up here and that shit went may down
you know i like to clown
but that pizza wuz made in mah town
i took a few bites
wuznt sucha delite
dropped mah pizza an hour past midnight
man that shit wuznt rite
that shit wuz untight
but at leaste there wuz more pizza inside mah site
yo g money hollaaaaaaaaaa
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wussup ey
I grasp my pen in a rage, to convince these net thugs that criminals pay, but most are underprivelaged misfits thats gay, so im brainwashing them with subliminal rays, I'm combatting in close quarters when we fight these rivals, to unite and provide bars to win the title, But I consume lifes bullshit and regurgitate reality, Rap is just a fucking mainstream fallicy....
i come through stabbin and shootin always packin me losin?
nah, take ur views and leave me alone, cause my fuse is thin
just split, cause i dont need to hear u start to talk shit
ill make ya quit, cause if u dont ima end up slittin ya wrists
y pretend? killin people has been done and will again
when? who knows, but this shit is just the nature of men
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wilderness bewilderment entertainin exist within detriment...
enter it before memory disestabilishes your regiment...
remember tha no way out cannon that's blastin...
holes into your basement floodin your figure it out actions...
i've been laughin since tha hypocricy became union...
blue collar workers wit 16 cars in carpool communions...
extra terristial sent to you through an avenue where blood drips...
carribou narrates wit sounds so low you listen to become sick...
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- I'd Be Brilliant, If Only, It Was Not For Love's Immortal Stand Offs -
...Understandable...
known to have the tendancy to abolish, with no guilt when in the process to demolish, other spits serving the purpose to polish, losing finally makes them aknowledge Im victorious regardless,
hesitant never, to accommodate you with anquish, your facing a savage equiped to lavish and opress to the point you feel lanquished,
my words are like dabs, vigorous uppercuts your trying to win with jabs its like driving a vehical with expired tags,
thriving for success, but surpassing this diabolic mind exposed to derogatory statements, criticizing my flagrant styles used in engagement, slaughtering the opponent they left with embarrasment
Its the sharks
Last edited by sHArKs; February 14th, 2004 at 01:58 PM
what's on my mind ......
when it comes down to speakin' whats on my mind/
i killz the time, im bored for now, but writters block be fillin in between the lines//
what yall dont know about the MAMI, is that i don't block/
it aint my style especially, cuz i NEED Space to J-Hancock//
i rip thru mic sessions, in my homemade Booth/
it's just like tigger's except it aint next to a Toilet stool //
im sittin here with my nose backed up with snot, i know it aint lady like to type/
but hey thatz whats on my mind, with this freestyle "CyPH"//
I dope,NOpe?,Hope!
Don't make me have your cornell ass banned for free posting in my forum hoe-bitch!
~Bounce~
Last edited by Bounce; February 15th, 2004 at 02:50 AM
I know U can do better Penskills lol…anyways…
The beats are discrete when the devils sends vocals with heat
Seeping threw the ears that now fears, Tears are being manipulated
From being segregated , due to ones personal destination.
Congratulating an individual for a person being there for you
It’s God that knew this event before you went, so he sent that
Pathway to relax the non hast, tasting victory when finally escaping
The miseries that Satan has left me, a second life by the grace of God
I will survive, this time, shine beyond the sun raise that passionately
Hits my eyes , breaking threw shades and enlighten my companions
In the need in these last days in time
yo i got a topic dat i could adlib
y coppas always up in biz
gave me a 8:30 curfu den got go back ta mah crib ha
but fuck mah po
dat bitch is a hoe
tellin me i cant wear red fuck no
sayin got mah 40 hours of cs
fuck dat shit ill leave wut im sposta clean up a mess
shit next cop i see im put a slug in its chest
nobody likes dem pigs all dey is is a pest
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wussup ey
I am the abyss, the essence of your thirstiness,
Causing rancid effects to some while I render merciless,
Boldly swinging swords at demonic serpents in verb tense,
Leaving the inferior servants left like worthless merchants,
Noble Knights spittin fire through a fallocy parody,
Contributing mercy towards victims, a question of morality?
dinner plates consists of rib ends & ripped torsos,
More so, condensing solids to smoke into mere morsals,
I flip bodies onto canopies savagely,
With elements that inflict pain manually,
My brain computes on a astroplane mechanically,
Through a product of nice trys,
Im leaving the opposition bite size,
Painting portraits with my memory can never be,
or amount to the feeling when thoughts are murdering inside of me chemically....
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