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I'ma be unleashin the flame on any cat that be speakin my name
leavin 'em maimed, buried in the ground where they need ta' remain now u seein the bane, i wreak havoc n speak tragic wit lines every rap be seepin black magic, cuz that's a deep habit of mine wit ravenous rhymes, u'll be seein how the adamant climb the best crafted design, there aint a battle that i havent declined i'm never passin my prime, n i'm still awaitin my gold pendants n shit yall dont even know penmanship till u experience my sentences rip i'll put an end to ya shit....n dont be thinkin that this rhymin is a bluff i dont think the Heisman is enough_for this, i'm jus a diamond in the rough |
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Wit egos, i see yall are so protective...widda full blown perspective,
i'm leavin homes infected, these flows be perplexin every known detective face it--yall aint got mad glocks, yall jus some fags that grab cock so wit this mindframe, this is my game, i've got it in a padlock i'll make ya flesh shudder n deck shut up cuz i wreck suckas n dont go e-thug on me--what u gon do while sittin at ya desks fuckas? please...gimme some-room-ta'-breathe, i'ma count one-two-n-three and i hope that shit'll be enough ta' git u dumb-foos-ta'-leave |
Yo I'm da kid wit a incredibly huge ego,
Give me any weapon I'm dub leathal, Lookin ta get a nut so i'm lookin for a slut thats wearin somethin nearly see through, When I'm hungry put MCs to a open pits and slowly prepare to eat you, Flow so sick that your soul will leave you, shotgun bullets to ya chest leave you breathin red goo, You can breathe and the doc.s is sayin 1 and to the 2, But unlike the video the air won't reach you...... |
refrain from spittin ur wack rhymes, dryed up cuz my heat depleted ya rain...
reign of fame wont last cuz I just plastered ya name on the wall of shame... remain hangin on to livin, splittin this kids visions in half like atomic fissions... scope out your flaws, u betta know i aint gona missin, i shoot wif precision... encryptions of miscalculations or lacerations of atempts of failed evasions... phasing threads cuz my flow is nice, entice ya mind wif complex creations... |
you a streetryda ima rhyme sayer gun sprayer/
brick slanger fake slayer tru playa/ bring ya click an ride for the cause/ ya moms mad i aint gave her the dick, you mistake for menopause/ still believe in santa clause, better ask em for skillz/ forseen keep it real blade leave neck wit some gills/ smells fishy its the stinch on ya fingers/ ya little sisters pussy so dirty it lingers. |
this is practice ....verbal sparring..exorcise ya wackness
you a bitch dats acts and dat would only make u an actress spend ya back to da mattress...curt schilling flow u cant catch dis u tryna flow hot is like staying warm in da winter with a book of matches ......................take a deep breath and im back bitch choke u with da mic u rap wit...go fuc yaself and bendover backwards the fact is the half of u rapping is only half a fraction of what im trapped in....cypher flows with the illest fashions wat u need to make it u lack it...show me the puzzle and ill crack it a cheese burger and some fries the only way u big mac'n fuc a casket...aluminum foil or reynolds wrap him houston u niggas got problems and im the captain so quit slackin..b4 i dispose of ya factions.. you aint hear so this program provided in "closed caption" |
yall cant rap fa shit, this is hazardous
I make ya mind distored like canabis I'll hit you up higher than neil arm stong Just give me a dope beat to inflict harm on All it takes is a quick reply, for this bitch ta die i head staight to war like george bush does Got a baseballbat for yall pooftahs |
i defeat shit herds with big words
Stand back or this could get worse All you spit is falasy We all no you wont comit a felony I'll shit on you two hot terds And have every one saying you got served |
I meant herbs not herds**
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LC in this bitch godda speed up the tempo..
Listenin' to my demo as ya riding in ya limo.. Spittin that spiritual heavy content .. that'll straight have ya fuckin mind bent.. I know i just don't think i'm one a da best... LC will get that lead inlogged in ya chest.. Blah nice n' short {lol} ~1~ |
ima juss write one bar
u dont kno me bitch step back before u hurt yaself/ my insane shock will shock you, rock you, tellin me wat to do? Bitch fuck you!/ |
this freestyle thread is my punching bag i throw my punches easy
aint no need to work up a sweat to show that rapverse needs me you can see it in my pitch...when it clears the strike zone u can tell at the end of the game the chicks i might bone u can see my fan club holding up "we love you hotshh!" unless you blind but then lend me your ear...i got this let me lead you thru a world where you'll neva ended up the king of cuz cats like me is elevated like the weed we stink of no need to finish a tour..find ya way to the door hit the light switch on ya way out ...im done..no more |
I'm lyricallly inclined ta ease ya troubled mind
RV ain't the sight for talkin bout weed or ninez.. I know my rhymes are not yet so elevated.. But i still git the bitches niggaz godda hate it.. |
I part kids long like patisians
give me a reason, n my scripts'll drain souls errupting man kinds tolls scrolls of the acient weaving threw da mist life mears hopes list of what slings joy till then it'll be illusive facts to deploy... gah! |
im tired of running shit
so ima take a seat now 1st niggas jack me for my spot catching a beatdown defeat how? 100-0...making cats that wanted go quit the game then run to they hoe like baby am i nice?..of course you are honey! in her head she say if u believe that u must be a dummy qucik type get ya shit right..didnt know SHIT write ignite the blunt then we broke into a fist fight i gotta go popo at my door step and they knocking let me get my ak out and we'll see whats popping |
im the king of the world, go without the power to create/
and even if i blew u "UP", u still wouldnt elavate/ my flows are like a river of str8 acid rain/ they burn through ya skull and seep in, to torment ya brain/ fuckin wit me just aint smart i leave u face down in da street/ den i run u over just fo kix and drag u by ya feet/ tie a rope around ya ankles, and slam on da gas/ speedin down da open road, leaven skid marx on ya ass/ im not like u, ive elavated high as a kite/ y u so dirty, u bald, and u still got head lice/ |
fuckin wit me you'll catch 2,out of da blu
im hittin u,im fuckin nice when it comes to this shit, niggas is shotting at my whip, get off my dick, before u be lyin in dat puddle of blood, ur girl smuttered da cum,shes a cock fiend, da way she suck dick mine shoulda been green, or blu an i just took shots at u FUCK BLOODS CRIP 4 LIFE |
I just wrote this for tha topical cypher but I thought I put in here to to give yal a look
I aint nuthin like Em cuz I love my moms dearly, Always there to cheer me Mom I love you sincerley, She ain tnever had to fear me cuz I'd never raise a hand, To the woman who did everything she could to raise me a man, She praised me like a fan when I hit tha stage first, And pulled me back from insanity when my boy was in a hurse, Love puttin money in her purse when I can, gives me pride, Mom I just wanted to say I'm sorry for all the time I lied, And all the time you cried cuz I was actin all crazy, You never embarrased me, you always acted like a lady, And maybe when I die I will get to see you again, This is a message from ya son who is sorry for all tha pain. |
No one can shroud ma' might, i'ma show u clowns the plight
i've fought a thousand fights, comin wit darkness that'll cloud ya sight rippin rappers apart wit graphical marks for tryna laugh at ma' art i'll leave u fucks riddled wit lyrical shots, shells be collapsin ya heart i'm Godzilla to yall, tossin a black cadillac flat on ya backs cuz i'm titanic wit battle raps, nearly tatted wit fanatical stats |
ayo come wit mass weapons like bush n saddam
Spit in da foldin seconds..so if u scared ta touch da mic ill push ya hands Step up 2 da stage n start da clap back You cant even spit in a rage??..well srry but thats wack Im cummin straight again bringing da slaughter This yung-flows the novelty winning author I should be in a hotel waiting for da nobel prize Im a skilled rapper who suited in global disguise u know me guys i got a suprise so ya know wot I must be related to molten laver da way i flow-hot Spitting on da best beats ready ta test feets for victory da quest heats as i murder mcees n leave a chillin mystery da hip hop scene was built for me so dont argue I DO things skillfully as I flash n dash right past you Leave ya wit ya last views ta memorise for u R.I.P. Theres vast clues as i letthem arise for u ta know im da best in da streets Ima show u my force n what yung-do battle wit no remorse as i punch harder de kung-fu Ive stung u n left ma venom under ya skin Rap leutentant that'll strike u wit thunder ta win Dont blunder ya thing just pick da mic up n dun talk about bling coz i can do dat wit ma fukin eyes-shut Just stay true to ya style n talk real I sleugh vile..but keep it up coz u cant force deals im out!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1 I |
yo man you guys need to battle genocide and then see whst is like
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man i havnt been here for a long time
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My verbal vehicle carries me like stretcher
One day ill be Achilles but for now i am Hector The champion prince soldier-general of Troy Holding the great walls, never fall, wateva ploy Once was a boy, but grew up, as i baby i threw up On the shoulder of my problems before they blew up Like the story i have a brother, but his name isnt Paris Hes just as much a nuissance, one day it could be tragic But hopefully never like the film, with Brad Pitt Going to war for some whore cos shes got mad tits My lifes like Forrest Gump without all the sad bits a box of chocolates, choose one and have it. No real reason to moan, no emotional baggage. |
In my city we rock nothin but black tees//
All black fitted hat wit sum classic black rees// I really wish a nigga would try 2 jack me// I'll sho him i'm not frum M-I-A but I still pack heat// I rep Orange County wit Winter Park on my back// If u aint got it tatted then u need 2 Holla back// Throw tha ball I can catch like T.O.// but If I was in dat locker room I woulda made her azz roll like a 24// rep tha state full of dred heads and golds// Tha way u died on tha street iz ya picture pose// I'm not tryin 2 make anybody like me// Screamin Nuk if u buk then why dont u fight me. |
aight yall said spit about anything so peep game:...
im sosweet tha one wit the mind of an speritual intellectual if you aint feelin me ya ass prolly a homosexual I kno my skills are hot but shit don’t let me catch u mimicking Cuz ill deliver my text brutally yo head soon to be conflicting I see a few whack mc’s aint namein no names but some are smellin foul Shit if u aint got the skills in this game then throw in the damn towel I come sic wit it giv ya ass a night mare Im sending yall niggas adversity to be put on welfare Like I said sosweet in here so swallow ur dignity Cuz when I come at you theres no stopin til I reach infinity aight yall its whateva...holla at ya gurl |
College of Math and Science
Im tangent so you know no limit exists.
Algebraical to triginomics as biology to chemists Your resiprical(opposite of a constant) is easy to fit or is one over this under the scope or formula ill disect ya homo(homosapien) Dueterostome you lack cephalization(complexity) in flow If this was ph(scientist scale) you feel acid and base Sting ya like Jellyfish Cnitocyst (stinging cells) feel paralysis of face you lack logurhythm (log on calculator) and need proof to work the system Mastered Calculus and science..me Richtered(earthquake scale) hit u up on 10s Professor of angles and nature, strike ya with falanges(finger bones) and pressure. Feel the physics and reverse gravity feeling polar leave ya cavity. |
any wall people try to set up i bust it down
destruction to its finest point when im around my minds so twisted i dont know why i aint crazy im rapping 24/7 im so good i can even flip a daisy the rap auctioneer i can sell anythin thats worth nothing twisting more rhymes around myself its even gutting people clowning on me as if you gona dust a psyko showing less mentality then a freaking crew member stems cell so corrupted that i can even remeber your dancing with a freak genius half ill half demon still show strenght after a cyhper leavin niggers steamin my skills know no bound and bust down roadblocks up ahead any mother fucker tryin to get to me is the one left dead |
Ayo this kids for real so fuk da weak fillers
Coz yung take more trophies den serial killers Dicept mcees easily with no struggle Times i reflect as i conclude da rap hussle Putting in power n muscle mixed wit sheer sweat u dont wanna tussle as im da kid ta fear next Not spitting dat weird text that dun define facts n truth be i only get vexed at mcees i see rhyme wack This coming from da heart reaching ya brains I take anything apart as beliefs in my range Sink ma teeth in ya game n leave moulded prints u dun complain coz wen im da mic i leave more dan scoulded tints Skill ive been holding ever since i stepped in n its issues im solving by taking the next win Beats im interceptin as its obvious ma flows erecting microphone check in...yung bound ta rip so just let him |
I git nominal respect, even wit the most phenomenal of spec's
knockin niggas down one by one like the dominoe effect i create particles from sets, so soloists dont stand a chance quit the random rants, shut the fuck up n let this man advance a lega-cy's been birthed, and Terse's got a tenden-cy ta' merk expressin kinetic energy that'll let u pretenders sleep wit dirt |
Yeah i Rack Up You cowards slack fuck thats all u got to Say You're Punches aint hurt but 1 hour mine Bruses the hole day connect Rampage Sound like when im Throwin punches it hurts i know i seriously rip kids when there jean get riped down to skirts im offical on alert its merk season wait for Nice Flesh To get You on the internet gangs but you go to the hood u never rep the set Exspect The best u get what u get maybe Shellz or lead One or the other dogg its a straight fact you'll be Dead |
i dedicate this flow to my baby girl
my inspiration, my life, my world she dont trip, and dont fault this shorty is even makin assualts cause shes down to ride and creep and down 4 whatever while shes wit me and i aint gotta worry about her goin astray cause wit me she has a reason to say i could have any broad i want but i could live without the shorty i got this is lighter side of a thug's life but every lady need a real thug's ice |
.:: Im Single But i dedicate it to a gurl ::.
^^ just Seein my poem side lol good job crack mike u should put like an umm... Emotional Cypher Good Job ^^:thumbup: Roses are Red Violets are Blue The World is crazy without you im in love its a fact and i have to face it The first kiss is in my mind and i will never erase it it was at the docks we're we recently Emerge'd I wan't to ask if u wan't to marry but i didint have the courege u love me its not a skit on a kiss of bliss that i had lift with strength im pist her romance i wifhed im stiff and scared and i need a rub so i can;t descibe this thing called love That was bad im better than that i kno i am lol ^^^:thumbupL g/l people;o |
thanx 4 the vote of confidence
elevate not hate.... a line i learned from a wise man |
Pushin 150, watch how tha truck spin//
Feds like Linebackers, watch how they rush in// Drug Distribution? watch how they bust in// If u get away frum me, it must be luck then// My tires roll like how tha dice roll on tha block// Call yo gurl "lock jaws" tha way her mouth got a hold on my cock// Like 4 Champ Baileys wit 24's on a drop// Streets flooded wit hydro & snowin wit blow on yo block// Servin niggaz just how tha movie do// Hit tha switches in tha lac & bounce like a booty do// |
spark u wit noisear n literally have ya guts-spun
y u dudes talking bout guns?...u've never even touched-one theres kills in ma stats due 2 da sickness that i yield in ma raps Putting chills in ya back as im touching ya soul to make ya feel ma wraith Hit u wit da steel caps as this yung flows the abominable dude n u bound ta feel-dat coz this sick chronicles rude Im chillin intensly as i relax n rest-back going against me? u'll collapse from da best-raps Leaving complex gaps in ya brain from where ma words connected This like h.i.v sex attacks in vain as i'll just leave ya verse infected |
check it
Yo im killin ne cat dat stand next to me.... ya next to be, on da list im respected highly like a deputy.......... i neva duck battlez ima beast on da stage............. i lay back get paid n get ready to crack gauge...... da rapz games like a rap cage, release enuff rage to take out da state..... above ya stage im on a higher class, n in ya want ya hood hot im derre like fiber glass..... eye of the tiger alwayz eager to get ma handz on sumtin........... u say u dont duck battlez but i say u frontin........ dis is to dis to someone n u kno who u are............ a conceited faggot who calls himself rap superstar......... Well im here to claim im better den u.......................... N u on dis site cuz u aint got shyt betta to do............. N ma fanz fall back dey like im "eager to meet u".......... Cuz wen im mad i 'eat catz' like 'chinese people'........... ~1~ |
jus dropped an open mic called Euthanasia
its deep, some of it surreal - almost like fantasia It depicts an epic story of a mans struggle Crippled by his health, placed in trouble Coming to his boy 4much needed help Askin him 2 overwrite the cards hes bben dealt An emphatic depiction but its not fiction A tragic poetic composition In real -life deres ppl in dose positions So I jus spit it 2 convey whats real Not on the downlow, on the real So go chek it, dont watch dis freestyle Dat shit is betta, i rushed dis, it dusnt reflect ma style |
yea i keeps it gangsta lyrical bullets have ya limpin
tha gun i paralize niggas by i stay fully gripin take it from me im at tha top im straight runnin things have tha dirty niggas hoein for me makin money by flings i control ppl life their soul be kept tight concealed in my hands bring ya below my level have ppl poor colectin and sortin cans I murk niggas me and my peeps take turns wit a long lastin lyrical beatin Life contains full concerns spittin heat you get burned pain im fully bringin |
yo fuk it i drops hot shit/
wit percise lines AIMED TO YA OPTIK/ and hit wit the force of WWE drop kik/ emcee tend to get knocked out/ wit a paramedic on both sidez az they walked out/ so stop now...shots wat my block about/ so bad u get popped foe just talkin now/ |
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