Errrrr
 

yea im one of the best.. that meny cant fuck with or test
but if you wanna go to war.. dont think about a vest
think about digg'in a under-world,
cuz these bullets i'll drop you like weights u couldnt curl
so many fans wanna ask me why im so hot
i just tell-'em dont mimmick the flames,
cuz u couldnt spit the same heat with ya lips on the stove-top
i know cops that know spots that'll have ya doe-got
and even them basterds i'll leave ya body N let ya soul-rot
and i aint one to brag.. but ya girl known for blowin in a jag..
my nuts feel like a 2 ounce bag, and just my tip make her mouth-gag
and this aint no race.. plus her head aint no waste..
cuz after she done her grill i'll look like she coverd in snow-flakes
is it daz??.... or is it hate... or is he trash
either way bullets i'll spin u around faster then TAZ *louney tones*
here let me hang you on my trouble board with these-claws
grab the knife and see if we can PIN-POINT each flaw
LOOK how im standing tall useing ya body as the floor
so when i say i'll upgrade my 22,
its cuz i can bet DAZ never MEET-A-4.... BIATCH!!! (meet-a-4/ metaphore)
:shoot: BRRRRRRATTT!!!!! :shoot:

now im switchin gears like cars aint nothin to fear
i keep it fallin like tears i keep it runnin like deers
in the dark across ur headlights makin u crash
all u see is a spark u better get that geico last
cuz i blow past u be like damn man that was fast
mouths be droppin im poppin i hold it up like sash
i got the speed of light u be squintin like u just woke up
i got to feed my might straight hittin wakin everyone up
so loud be disturbin the sleep of people who are deaf
i create death when im done there will be nothin left
just oceans of deserts sand and rubble scattered across
plains and fields its plain and i feel so confused and lost
i destroyed too much i went too far over the bar
now my face is scared and my guilt is stuck like tar
what should i do theres nothin everyones gone
lookin like people evacuated cuz of a nuclear bomb
so quiet like ghost towns and now im the host
since im the only one ive become the best of the most

best believe that the champ is here
you's an undercover fag who turns his back on queers
get it?, nope, then fuck it
set it dope then bus' it
let it soak and crush it
the best emcee to flex keys, trust it
off the chain, like nunchukaz
a rebel who cross the grain for the sake of nothin
which means i spit things that break fuckers
as i be armed with no conscience at all
the problem with bars, hot as comets and stars
the comedy's raw

yea im one of the best.. that meny cant fuck with or test
but if you wanna go to war.. dont think about a vest
think about digg'in a under-world,
cuz these bullets i'll drop you like weights u couldnt curl
so many fans wanna ask me why im so hot
i just tell-'em dont mimmick the flames,
cuz u couldnt spit the same heat with ya lips on the stove-top
i know cops that know spots that'll have ya doe-got
and even them basterds i'll leave ya body N let ya soul-rot
and i aint one to brag.. but ya girl known for blowin in a jag..
my nuts feel like a 2 ounce bag, and just my tip make her mouth-gag
and this aint no race.. plus her head aint no waste..
cuz after she done her grill i'll look like she coverd in snow-flakes
is it daz??.... or is it hate... or is he trash
either way bullets i'll spin u around faster then TAZ *louney tones*
here let me hang you on my trouble board with these-claws
grab the knife and see if we can PIN-POINT each flaw
LOOK how im standing tall useing ya body as the floor
so when i say i'll upgrade my 22,
its cuz i can bet DAZ never MEET-A-4.... BIATCH!!! (meet-a-4/ metaphore)
:shoot: BRRRRRRATTT!!!!! :shoot:

livin it up,twizzle that izzle & light it up
i wish i had enough to pass it all around
get us all buzzed so we can write and clown
dhaam, aint that what we doing
but im sayin gets us all a bitch so we can be screwing
cuz some bitches in here take this beef shit way 2 seriously,
and i aint kidding G

lifes a bitch i need to get over it i need to forget
all thru this shit pain and strife all over four bets
need to soar next fly out like planes in the sky
in my core theres confusion questions sayin die
before i pass into other realms i need people to hear
this is my task tell everyone about all my tears
and fears my dreams it seems to be all about reality
the brutality of my life is quickly changin my mentality
i see things differently like a gun with a new scope
got the night vision so i can see thru the dark with hopes
of gettin outta my shadows the darkness consumed
but i got out without a rattle now its in a tomb
i'll leave it there and never go back unless i need it
to feed my soul of pain makin it grow like i seeded it
now the power has ceded to me and now im growin
every hour i gain more power cuz im movin and goin
and now im almost done so close to one hundred percent
like Big Pun i have finally won and now its has relented

i keep having these dreams
that im pushing my-self off the hill.. while the pastor sings
what else can my life have enstored
now a days i wounder is it gonna be ova a whore
i said i wouldnt fight ova no bitch,
but everyday i argu i find my-self geting closer to a ditch
is it time?, do i have these vision for a reason
when is it gonna happen?.... in the fall,winter or hot-season
im i going out by a fake thug gun squeezin
or by a bitch who i fucked raw now death the only heeling
shit to crazy, life amazing, why am i paceing
step's speeding, got a death feeling, are these my last breath breathing?
blood rush'in, head already suffering, my times ticking
still brick flip'in, gat gripp'in, shot-lick'in
to many big-head on the block, time to take ova
ran in a druggie room got shot that sec,
now the floor i see as im out the window looking ova
danm i knew my time was coming, shit i was dummb'in
mouth numbing, i'll walk to the gates and take what god have coming
if i get rejected to all my peep i couldnt see for that reason alone god-bless ya,
and to the rest of these whores
i'll see you fags in hell.. but befor that i'll bring holy water just 2 tortcha some more BITCH!!!

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH......
*SMASH*

u u....... u fucking.......BASTERD!!
i'll....i'll..i'll..... see you in hell BITCH.....

Back at rapverse to resurface again
Not for a rap purse of who's worst with a pen
10,000 points for dissing yes even the worst could win
To emcee is moving the crowd showing some discipline
I would say eat your hearts out but you'll starve to death
And that'll be inhumane like tissue, bone and flesh

kinda bored right now just tryin to write some rhymes
i look at the time and see that its almost 7:09
in about two hours my show Lost is commin on
i love that show so many twists constantly bombin on
tonite i think its about the survivors that we havent heard
seein that they're more than alive tryna fly like birds
plus i gotta do homework somethin i really aint wanna do
but i gotta do it cuz i dont wanna flunk outta school too
try to stay on the right track but its a fact that i'll attack
at any given moment cuz im so bored of my set backs
now im almost finished with this i need to run with this
i ask can i bust like canibus and now im done with this

put ya hands up fuck niggs dun get run up n stuck /
that fuck nigga pop his mouth off dun run n get fuck/
niggas don't fuck less they wanna get shot/
crack heds ull shoot em there domes cost u a 20 peice ROCK/
husstil on my block ya gunna get slane in the rain/
so many white lines niggaz know i couldent be cain/
whe got the pure white the strate shit stright out the fuckin water/
u couldent get this raw whitet shit if u crossed the border/
this shit ain't custom order/
it's a stright supply from a source that you don't know/
and that we won't supply/
my boy's in the hood we just stack the green/
run up in ya moms house for some moms cash owed and a flat screen/


senerio:::: we in the hood my hood my clique's territory and some fuck nigga come in tryin a sell dope in our hood nnigga fuck no

if i ruled the world like Nas then i would change it all
takin away all the pain and all the deranged walls
makin it so fresh so clean and crisp like museum halls
no bacteria like hospital floors gettin rid of the evil
cafeterias be feedin people no need for some retrieval
givin it free pay more attention to the ultimate reality
for need i increase some salaries to change mentalities
of life see the strife i'll make it harmonize like fifes
everyone's happy now like i organized it to be rife
doing everything right this process has to be correct
no mistakes i change fates like im the one who protects
my sights consist of no more fights when anger ignites
we put it out like its fire makin it so safe tonite
now flyin fright free so high up in the great blue sky
where all light sees the pinnacle point of people's lives

i rap in my dreams cant get away from it so it seems
i sit and ponder my needs and i see a scary scene
my life is nothin and im tryin make something light
to make it bright without a fight improvin my might
increase my sight and my sense of awareness
see things no one else sees i have to prepare this
during class i daydream to go into my world of clarity
just to pass the time so i plan to up my salary
one day i kno people will mention me i'll be known
in penitentiaries scared about what flows in my dome
be runnin like they on tracks just retreat and never attack
its all stress from my elementary life i never reacted
but now im releasin it like pollution all up in the air
no one gonna come prepared waitin for me to care
but ima say fuck it all like i was banned from the law
all on my own and thats way im a muthafuckin outlaw
im unquestionable thats why my name is Bonafide
no one wanna ride no one wanna try make u subside
clear it out make u disperse and disappear like ghosts
makin the most of my time and now im the host
everyone comes to me like im the olympic games
it'll never be the same in my brain cuz im insane

if u wont stop then i wont stop keep going on and on
in the early mornin till we hit the break of dawn
seein the sun rise as i write and rap about my demise
its not a surprise that my life is filled full of lies
with confusion and anger hidden in my bedroom walls
they dont kno like im paul wall theres no need to call
i dont need comfort man i'll just do it on my own
if i dont practice then im surely to be all alone
for the rest of life livin in constant strife without mics
to say best words right spittin like Nas with his one mic

im captured slowly flowin thru my confusion's rapture
my technique is holy growin and its finally gettin at cha
try to hold me down and render motionless like im spellbound
my rhymes are cold sounds fightin like we got twelve rounds
im goin all out till the day i fall out and they bury me
with the greatest of all respects i be in Arlington Cemetery
just remember me for words and engrave them on curbs
wont be mad i'll be glad like the trash bag cuz im free like birds
somewhere quiet with a divine peace just layin deceased
no stress with complete rest and thats just the least
only God can judge me and He'll be the one to rub me
and make me pure holy since He's the one who loves me
watchin from above i see the wrongness in everyones lives
the little ones try to rise but elders dont like the small fries
so they keep 'em down like they're slaves they dont care
since they dont care they wonder why come prepared
with guns its cuz we have to have protection from the older ones
we rob and steal cop and wheel and make bolder runs

memries flash..to when I tried hard to muster the hate 'n
but looking back..I realize I did shit with no justification
I was wrong,but I won't admit it..fuk that shit
I'd rather go under the rope,'fore lookin like a bitch
they say to me,why is that you wanna kill that girl?
you don't know her..you make no sense to unfurl
But it's the same reason u dun know everyone on the globe
But still go about ya neighborhood screaming "Fuck the World"...

..

Freestyle Cypher is the realest thing on Here
cuz we all write open-minded with no Fear
why should we have Any?
when this weak world provides us with Many
Reason's 4 us to think about the lost Day's
when unity and marches were Plenty

back in the cypher please excuse this disturbance
wakin the quiet causin a major riot with this third dance
my alliance is in defiance so im on my own again
tyrants are small like ants and im not anyones friend
streets filled with war and everyone is tryin be hardcore
suprise attacks flow thru doors and they're loud like roars
gotta take 'em quick leave the sick and scared bitches
to the victor goes the spoils of war now i got the rare riches
bare switches being flipped on and off like some lights
fair stitches being ripped from cold controlled souls of life
rolls of strife contain heated anger and frozen danger
bowls of fire and vast power have quickly chosen rangers
to protect itself from endanger like its some african cheetahs
people tried to fight but they failed soon after sin beat us

why should i teach this, got the cannon in my reach-kid
and the only GANG-BANGG'IN u know..... u'll have to pay-on-t.v bitch
to many kids thinking they tuff and what-not
i say just keep thinking whats-not... while i keep spreadin whats hot
cuz the only green you know comes in a sandwhich
they say fraud whats the point of the blade,
i said you wouldnt understand since you not spanish...
but i'll teach you how to rob a vanguish
jump out at the light.. let him see the thang-switch
tierd of hearing peeps pray for they life,
so i'll keep ignoring him like we dont speak the same languish
and if he moves or talk to smooth.. i'll just BANG-BANG-BITCH
dont get it?, thats like 100 shots in ya head- indeed
lets flip, how many cannabis tree make a whole pound of weed
thinking to slow, money income to low
so if you at the bank you better not withdraw ya doe
un-less you wanna have ya body cast-away like jim-carry-show BITCH!!!....

just a free....

sippin on liquor so suicidal im gettin to God quicker
can u even figure why i am the most insane nigga
try to rise and revolutionize why all people on earth lie
look in my eyes death rollin round im ready to die
whispers glide in and out ears of people who fear
to cry tears and be real with or without feel here
in the cities where all darkness and demons stroll
fiends bowl into larger giants with no souls ready to roll
its cold like winter in alaska winds freeze ya walks
tease ya talks and run up on ya like moss on rocks
heaven aint hard to find like Pac said before he bled
seven thin cards and go fish make a wish make your bed
and pray so u wont wind up dead with no covers
protection is need just so u can save ur lovers

i aint gonna stop till 100 rolex in my room
a naked groom, dance'in to reggaton tones
making my feet confey, couple of rubs on ya nahni
with bitching sucking dick from my room to the lobby
shit i need a lot be, a benz i can put in a lot-see
ya still thinking of killin... when im making million of the pot-feens
but honestly if i had the coke i wouldnt know how to bake it
if there was a crack-head that'll do it for free... he still wouldnt make-it
no fake-shit, its real tal... like one of sheek's song
me wrong? never, i go to church and pray for a automatic-shotty
so whats wrong with that?>........
nah im just joking...
but i'll will beat ya ballsy cats with a bat
the simple flow infact, still treatin ya like a abused childern
and the fused blew-when, i ask for you to spit....
and all i saw was mucus.... BLAH!!!!
BIATCH.......

weak..

my health equals my wealth i feel like a million bucks
just chillin like im sittin on a shelf what the fuck
im just playin all im sayin is that i feel good right now
just had Micky D's in the rain and i should disavow
but it keeps bringin me back cuz im lovin it
get that Big Mac and im huggin it and rubbin it
that first bite is the best makin the rest just right
i stress the sight if someone else got it and i dont right?
maybe i'll steal it right outta they mouth and take ketchup
he aint gon catch up runnin so fast i'll make u retch up
slip and slide on the floor i dodge straight out the door
get in my car and run away like i just robbed a store
im addicted like a crack addict i cant get enough
i be rough and take over your meal and my mouth i stuff

lmao stupid shit....

the inferno with-in completly burns my intestin out
so many bullshit emcees,
they'll need usher to get there confession out
dont let the hawk press ya mouth
and change ya words... as ya leak'in on ya caouch
i know i can get a grip on that good down south
so many bricks to carry u'll think we was born with a pouch
you so different were like when did ya spaceship hit the ground
our words make music, but were so confused kid,
when you say you the best where like whats that sound?
you aint good, your new style just out dated like u need a new job
i got a sniper for ya viper that'll make you get the fuck out of dodge

its a free

too hot you cant handle it ya'll dont want no problems
im like A.I. cuz im the answer and i'll just solve 'em
u confused like u in the matrix and u need rescuing
dont lose ur mind from the insanity arrest a few and
move dodgin like a crossover but dont cross over
to the heavens and see my nigga kevin lost and colder
ur close to the light but u trip like u lost ur steadiness
froze in ur fight to reach the top but u didnt have readiness
no courage to ignite your might to finish the climb
you might as well say goodnite cuz ur still slippin like slime

blahhh weak.....

my dreams are short scenes of me gettin the money
so it seems destroyin the fiends naw it aint that funny
show me the riches like i found treasures in ditches
if its empty its gonna be a bitch turn around and switch
dont flinch it wont hurt i hit 'em up like pac's diss
ima rock this there is no way that u can stop this
i pop wrists break 'em in half and just sit there and laugh
see u twist screamin in pain u have just felt a little of my wrath
im so in tune with death that the grim reaper wont even come
dont run cuz some will trip and be done quick and fun
for me more practice is what im doing so i'll become best
when theres nothin left people will relize this isnt a test
better wear ur vest cuz im shootin like cowboys in the west
i dont make arrests i make guns smokin like cess

yo,..
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i see pratice pays, looking at the raps i've made
about 156 wack cats n countin ive slayed
i keep shit clear`n stable throughout my scheme
snappin thoughts out like broken dreams
throwing jabs n hooks around this globe
n never botherin to collect on what im owed
ill keep keying cyphers n making cats think
cuz there aint no point bringing chains without a link
don't idolize no rappa, n maybe quote a poet after
but till then my lifes complex syllables with no laughter....

Im like Jae Hood cuz i rock hoodies that be bullet proof
u better play good cuz i might pop and pull it thru the roof
so plain like an end of a sentence i get straight to the point
like rain ur lifes gonna fall so i'll just bust up ur joints
i was appointed with the task of watchin over the insanity
i was anointed with christianity but i today still use profanity
pay attention to me i'll lock u up like u in a penitentiary
u cant mention me without permission from Gods of centuries
watch ur surroundings if im around u better run like a cheetah
i'll beat ya and with speed i'll run u over with my two seater

speedin straight back to a regular pace i return like mase
i lace up my shoes and get ready to cruise this place
gettin ready to race blow up the scene with some dynamite
killin people who tryna fight im quick like im ridin light
its a slaughter a massacre whatever you wanna call it
dont try and stall it i go off the top and just straight ball it
dont follow my moves u wont be able to keep up u'll lose
i blow out ur back and arms make u look like some stools
quick to blast fools with steel tools lay u up in a black herse
cuz the gats burst u have a choice do u wanna be last or first

. .The Topic of Discussion is Pathetic so i'll rush it. .
The Synthetic Arrival of such open minded Subjects
Contradicts the Institution's equally Frigid Puppets. .
This Medicines got me Buggin. . Look : Ms. Muppet !
(Rewind my mind and i'll explain this Carneval . .)
Burnt Barnicals from Particles of Elements within me. .
Illuminated swiftly after the Cyrstallized atoms hit me
So no more Drugs, Forign bugs or 'special' Gellitan. .
I would... actually, but I can't. Cause im a Skeleton.

im new and not that good trying to get better so im just gonna freestyle some shit so here:

to many heads think they sick stay in bed
cuz with a chop neck the only time you can get a-head
the kid is here showing some skills
ready for a kill are you serious? nah keep popin them phill's
you aint the cops, you cant make me stop
so draw'in dot's the only time you had a spot
i got the green for pot-heads and white for dust-heads
and being a fag the only time you spit at good-head
every punchline dont need to hit
but if you feel my bars then everything lagit
nah? then its a 100 shots from a singel clip
tommy gun, make me feel like am part of the mafia click

what do you think?

^^ I thought it was pretty good but i think u should drop an open mic to get more critiqued

i dispose of my foes and move 'em like some chess pieces
and i stalk u like crows makin u lay down and rest in peace
welcome to the deceased where im killin all the priests
comin for u next betta start prayin before the guns release
sprayin bullets the size of fruits this is my life with mics
filetin people like fish stabbin them with some spikes
ignite the fire for my desire burnin all the liars and fiends
such a horrifying scene kinda like a nightmarish dream
get the key and pop the trunk get out and rock the pump
box out the chumps finish them off and the bodies i dump

this aint livin i be all up in the kitchen, sittin and bitchin
people get on ur nerves and make u wanna start snitchin
livin in worlds of crime and confusion u never winnin
always losin strayin from the right line just spinnin
i despise the lies i was told like i would never figure it out
wasnt raised a fool now i get crunk quicker than the south
took a different route now im ready to fly like a bird
writin words till i fall out now differently i look at the curb
and i see hidden messages and im feelin reckless
and yet this pain and anger and u cant detect this
keeps comin back with some more traps and facts
showin me the true tracks the real money stacks
my life is going up and down like oceans and pistons
and no ones helpin me they pass by and dont listen

its like i got tons of stuff to say but cant fit it in a verse
so many people i know died from guns its like im cursed
life cant get any worse, and weed cant help me relacks
to drunk to sip another shot, and my little brother holding a gat
what the fuck wrong with this picture?
its like even when my girl there, i still feel like i miss-her
exscuse me mister mister, *YEA* why your heart cold like the winter?
WTF? get out my face, cuz this led i got wont leave a splinter
but'll leave ya permanitly injured ,and who the fuck with ya?
parranoid as fuck, thinking niggas done set me up,
the gat slip-up, drop and then things pick'ed up
and a couple of rounds went, couple of clouds-mist
that'll have ya life-line look'in like an earthquake rictor-scale
the cops come, a man down, now im thinking of bail
but then thats a extra life sentence tale
since i went to the bookin yell'in, im fuckin everything that aint male
but since there so many fucking SHE-MALES its hard to tell
so im black'in the fuck befor someone can ask for my shower-gel
toss me in the hole, or im straight shiting on my-self
no expression, just a confession that my SHIT smell
so if you oppose,
then ya moms gonna be at wal-mart pick'in up some get-well
hit me up on my nextel
and i would hit ya, but you'll be the next-to-tell
but i dont give a FUCK.. about NONE OF YOU NIGGAS
so dont make me put the gun to you niggas.. YA HERD
I HAD ENOUGH!!!

always rainin on me like theres a cloud over my head
stress keeps me from rest so loud will i end up dead
try to sleep but i hear too many peeps and it keeps
back so many feet contained by dark like the Grim Reap
holdin its scythe while levitatin and movin rollin its pipe
ponderin about life testin to see developed like its ripe
i wake up from my dream screamin and now im schemin
now makin my team to protect me from fiends while leanin
i got a pistol and dagger under my pillow fully loaded
no dismissal one eye open just in case i gotta unload it
blastin in the dark makin it look like a firework display
lastin for the night the question is will i live another day

i invision a head on collision with proper precision
from both sides like a split decision
part of my mission is to tain top rank position
and if you get in the mix'in, ya life i'll get cut the fuck-off like circumcision
you see how im hurt'in ya wisdom, since birth you would list'in
got the confey flow like am fishy'in, while you look burnt like ben wallace from the piston
see you nigga thought i wouldnt shyne like i was down with puffy
but thrust me, my custy love me, cuz my bag like new pillows nice and fluffy
and if you around to witness my girl then youre lucky
cuz my doll a killah like the bride of chucky
i never been know to fuck with feeds, but if your an informent
thats ya jaw-bent, i'll smash ya soft-cheast, and thats befor the torment
cuz you'll be taking shot like you want to get more bent
chop your fingers off and dip ya hand in bleach,
and leave ya body remains in those mall vents

holla

no one likes to drop in here??

Dont freepost

-ysd@-

ei get home no be postin in the freestyle cypher
cuz all these people wearin diapers never mess with lifers
all the newcomers be all up in the freestyle
cuz they free to be wild and dont get put on trials
yes rexless no one posts except me, u , and a couple others
we together all the time we should be like brothers
man this freestyle sucks but i didnt wanna freepost
so i made this up while i was eatin some toast

that sucked lol but yea no one really posts in here a lot

good look on the advice but i guess i gotta be nice
and not free post here twice but thats life
shit hard and parents dont make it easyer
so many problems i cant believe im HERE
but im waste'in my time and a couple of bars
but guess i gotta spit and still go hard
cuz i aint gonna stop till i own property on mars
so my next trip aint o.t, i'll be O.P transportin my car *outta (this) plent*
fuck catch'in a scar, see my leve to far
cuz im on some other shit, like flyin by a shooting star

writin poetry be my thing and hearin the emotions it brings
smoothly flowin like its singing no interruptions no rings
from the phone cuz im going on and on till i break
i cross out mistakes i wonder if this is gonna be my fate
fillin pages like im typin an essay straight killin the stages
it aint the dark ages so i engage sages to up my wages
so wise so i try to multiply coins into some dollar bills
i hear cries from lies they defy so they just run up the hills
tryin to escape from the confused walls and the bruise halls
abuse calls to stop u from fallin thru some fools stall
get up dont crawl keep it movin stand up like a true man
a true stand man a superman i see u and just say damn