I rap what I want and I spit krazy lyrics of fire
With a bass so strong it can damage your amplifire
Hittin on a chronic blunt hopin to get higher
Have it hit my head and start me like hot wire
I utter words that cause peeps brains to explode
it's an attempted murder for me to go on rap mod

When I spit I make niggas feel neglected
But when niggas battle me i put them to sleep like they was narcoleptic
I spit flames, burn down studios
I smash foes, plus i dry niggas weak flows
Its like a prison the way you dealin with heavy bars
I walk the streets with a magnum to demolish ya squad

Wit out a beat I spit flames that cause a massive heat wave-
Fuck a 3rd degree you get creamated, and ya rep. a deep grave-
I over come obstacles like Jay Z first apperance in the industry-
Yall been slept on me homie & I'm one of the bettah str8 from the street-
Where I pull the chrome metal piece from undah my fleece-
Cause bitches and snitches is lurking around the block and is flooded wit police=
I'm selling for least to bring in all kinda clientell-
On the block or the corner where I'm at you wont sell-
So fuck it, give it up, what the hell=
Are you trying to blaze me for-
when I hold the detnator to yo door, that is blocked wit c4-
You a dumb ass niggih but not anymore=
Ya stakes is gone, ya plans is gone-
And you cant leave nah cause ya plates is wrong-
Nah shut the fuck up next time and just let me use the phone-
You pop bitch, talk shit, get hit, real quick, wit a mack to the dome.
Yo I'm just freestylin niggih, leave me alone.

man, i'm sick and tired of cleaning my room
wish i could invent a magical broom
it'd sweep and dust and even hide shrooms
and while it works whistle a tune
i'm just bored as fuck on this monday night
wish i had a light or someone to fight

If y’all would just sit down, and stop harassin’ me, I think I now could shut shit down, and drop your ass and me/
This gun to your face is no illusion, I’ll break in your face like an intrusion, What if this, if that, this what if shit, fuck that/
Just do what you think, but if ya bring life’s dice to the table don’t blink, Your not eternal, Your battle ship can sink/
Your kinda maternal, My words are tec nines, they wreck lines, disrepect rhymes, direct times, to the end of times/
Genocide, suicide, homicide, There ain’t no place to hide, Kill the Village, Cuz Village is Killer, Mafuckin’ Thriller, Blood Spiller/
Kill Village or Village kill, Village fill mortuaries and obituaries, Leave ‘em leavin’ in caskets, those faggots, We jumped ‘em like jack rabbits/

here i am da beast from da east coast 2 rip here on rapbattle
i spit venomous rhymes & flows dat leave a muthafucca'z brain rattled
da name is LC aka Loose Canon str8 psycho nigga here 2 shake diz bitch up
i spit lethal lyrics dat hit ya like when i bust my glock & u betta watch out or get ur head chopped
diz is just a freestyle i thought of a few minutes ago 2 express how i get down
afta 2 or 3 battles i will prove 2 erbody dat i'm da best all around

When ya bitch gimme bobble head my throtte it becomes a loose cannon
My guns got a cop radar like doplar, pop, drop and shock haters like city toppler
When the sun come out, Tommorow... you'll waddle in your sorrow and borrow
The next 5 lines, cuz my rhymes like dimes, they get you high, no lie, you're shallow
The next 5 times, my rhymes disect you into lines, bicep choke you, you were told
That Village is Killer, a mother fuckin' thrilla, blood spilla, verses illa than your cold

i aint j-kwon even doe i make all da girls tipsy...
Dey call me Milk Cuz nobody wants Beef wit me..(beef n milk is wrong 2getha)
I keep gats at waist like dey was ma belt...
u cant even spit u 'mist' and dats y ya flow cant be felt...*can barely feel mist*
I got so much wordplay i use dictionarys for fun....
if peeps talk 2 einstien on dis site..dey will tell him "i think we found ur son"(LMAO)
I be at corner stores rappin 2 Car horn Beats....
Im like da bottom of ya sneakers cuz i stay on da streets...
niggas flea when dey see me Im da next sickest EMcee....
ma strength i bend trees buy bentleys,Cuz I make all dem BEnji's...(Benjimens)

yo yo yo dis ya boi E-Syde Thug, kummin threw blastin slugs/
puttin six shells ta ya chest, puttin ya damn soul 2 rest/
its about to be another tradegy, cats gettin assinated like B.I.G/
niggaz albums is floppin more than Vlade in tha post (Vlade Divac Basketball player), its a party in ya girls mouth and im tha host/
i aint got no bullets but im bout 2 put tha clip in and pop ya, these catz are horrible i rather sit threw an opera/

i saw sum good shit just da otha day while i was driving by in my car
2 bitches kissing & feeling on each otha while standing in a driveway from afar
so i went ova there just 2 c wut i could get into wit dem
ask dem 2 could i join dem inside dey crib & dey told me yeah just cum on in
aftawards i got in 1'z guts 4 20 mins, den i got in da otha'z guts 4 20 mins on da couch
lastly, i turn dem ova & fucced both of dem doggystyle 4 10 mins den i bounced

niggaz hate on me cuz i fucc all dey bitches on da regular basis
when dey cum by lookin 4 me wantin 2 cause static their da reason y i catch alot of cases
eva nigga on here except 4 a few, r str8 trash & their ass is thru
dey r has beens & slow dying, get a career in acting cuz dat'z all dey do
act like their hard, act like their bout it, but really do dey want beef shit i doubt it
i don't run 4 shit, & always da last on da scene, which means bitches like y'all should wake up, face reality, & stop living in their dreams

im bored feel like spittin gangsta rite now...lol..im bored

u kno when u up against blaq-ink that aint no game its serious
yall want 2 be thugz..bad actors like ludacris in 2 fast 2 ferious
if u wanna spit bac i'll rip out ya tonge so u cant talk
and if u wanna brawl i'll slice ya legs off so u cant walk
so if u see blaq that ass better be thinking of a funieral home
cause u wont be able to wit a fuckin basket-ball size slug in ya dome :laugh:
let ink kno u bout it,u kno im fuckin loco
u a baller lets see how a bullit looks between the sign in ya head band logo
~1~

yo when i get pissed i spark up a L
u try 2 double cross me wit my flame thrower i'll burn ur ass like ur in hell
it'z no longa a game, mo like a hunting event
cuz ne bitch wanna violate will get clapped wit 5 slugs str8 2 ur chin
please don't take me kindness 4 a weakness
cuz i'll have 1 of my hoes strap a rubber dicc on & fucc u in ur ass til we hear ur tail bone rip

i will kick in ur do/ ducktape all u hoes/ & make y'all lay on da flo
pull out my gat clock it & bust it/ shoot eva last 1 of u bastards/ leave ur body there so when da coroner cums he can wrap u in plastic
ne where i go all round da world/ i smoke dro, make money, & fucc all types of girls/ when i'm ride by u'll c me ridin on 20's in a big azz chevy imperial
give me my props, & say damn dat'z boi has good word play/ 2 all y'all hatin azz bitches betta watch wut u say/ netime u wanna find me cum round my way, cuz i'm all bout trigga play

I got a lil' bit of shit to clear, STill I need to get a drip of beer/
You see, gettin' hit by my shit dear, Is like gettin' hit by a deer/
Wreck the shit, And When I spit, I deck the Bitch, Then I shit/
Don't you get, Pissed off and shit, When The Shit I writ, Beats ya bitch/
I come in to cypher wack, Like rhymin' Right Now, BUt Stand up, I'll sniper that/
Bouncin', I'm hyper mack, Turn the light down, I'll stand up, Where da lighter at?/