back in time unable to detect like im some fine lines
protect the selected and show a little bit of kind signs
crime rises as u go to the future let the calamity be filled
rhymes suprise cuz the horror is kinda like amityville
the killed were good souls without any kind of control
filled with lies and they cried but they stayed bold
and went against the normal tried to rise and revolutionize
but like i said they died cuz their enemy was bigger in size
they didnt go in peace they were executed by their own police
thats not even the least cuz thier tru enemy was a beast
first locked them in jails and of course there was no bail
they burst and popped from torture they prayed to the Holy Grail
hopin they would be freed and once again be able to lead
their people to better places see better faces and feed
themselves without havin to worry about closure and rules
livin free sometimes actin like fools but dont worry it'd be cool
no more killin no more villians gettin out and away with trials
have plains and fields to roam unlike a city with aisles
live longer and have happy lives instead of the crappy lies
fun and free what everyone should be no need to despise

had to drop at least a freestyle for the first day of december
i hope it dont flop listenin to the clock go tick tock to remember
that i had a drivin hour today but he had to cancel
cuz he forgot that he didnt put out the fire below his mantel
and im listenin to Cassidy and R. Kelly in thier Hotel
make me wanna go tell my girl about going to a motel
and havin a good time with some hood rhymes from the radio
they payin me on the low just to freestyle on the radio
call me dahmer cuz im tryin to eat and calm her
but she kept fuckin around so i just straight bombed her
and im not talkin about that stuff called skeet skeet
im talkin about killin people while the sleep in their sheets
kinda got off topic cuz i wanna to rocket to the sky
so i'll say goodbye and like an eagle its away i fly

I'll drop a freestyle aswell, through the miles of hell
so my profile is classified inside of this well,
I've constantly tried to expell, the external eyes through the cell
and it always seems to return through the skys, I can tell
my guys arn't swell, they'll kidnap you for free,
leave you in the back of a jeep, with your knee caps in your teeth
jeez, if that wasn't deep, we'll slice you in half in the street
until the cops need a fucking map to find your ass on the beat..
I'm dope', I mean it I am, I' was seeded from Sam...
to be a deviant man, to incorporate hey-ness or the evilest plans..
Indeed, it's the can.. fam, I'll be damned if your great...
if you are, you'll be scammed and grand slammed through the gates
of hell, where ya ass will be outplanned to escape
you'll be damaged and scraped into a damn ham sandwich for apes
I can tell you a fan of my estate, so please leave a resume
next to they, food for thought if the maids have an extra tray..
I've thrown text away, and traded it for these extra legs
with extra free estrogen, resting in my whole body excellence

in the back of the bus i attack right on top of the cusp
they lack the lust that i have, i just leave 'em and they rust
break down like chemicals well look at the stakes now
im exposin the fakes now that hide in the dark of ur town
im sparkin around faster than light im crashin ur might
destroyin everything in sight hittin and bashin ur life
gettin rid of my strife and stress my life without rest
im not in a good mood so dont test i'll peel off ur flesh
and turn i'll get the gas and let u burn in ur house
im deterin the route there is no concern and i wont douse
the flames they couldnt even identify u even if i gave ur name
splattered brains everywhere but the matter still remains
that im the only witness that was around with this
im actin listless as i walk crossin ur name off my hit list

high up flyin just like a kite glidin smooth just right
going towards the light like im dyin with all my might
so i wake up from my dream it seemed too real for me
is it my fate to break the beam from the scene and flee
into darkness and be alone an outlaw casted from society
sparkin this fire to ignite my engine to get some variety
in my life of strife theres no harmony of the seasons
feels like a knife is stabbin and guns clappin for no reason
now im freezin in confusion and everything i try doing
im just keep on losin cruisin till i hit bottom ruins
i got a guilty conscience like Dre and its pure nonsense
my tolerance is almost full and it will soon commence
born to die going against everything im sworn to defy
torn by lies which makes me despise forlorn to ride

im been here waiting for someone to knock me down
all of my greatest enemies better hear me now
or forever hold ya piece,as it grips and released
as i lay you wit yo brethen,that i have deceased
full of deceit,lies are very plentiful in these streets
niggas make beef,but feels guiltful for ones greef
some drown into the reef, into the lies that they made
i plan to make liars stare into their own graves
and go on the right path even if it seems doubtful
im very unstoppable but thats not what its about though
its about me surviving and become heir to my throne
send niggas home,wit their decayed unspeakable bones

half this shit didnt make sense but hey

Hommie i squeeze first then ask questions later,yous a hater
i get paid to fadecha,cant be saved by the bell like AC Slater
i stay fitted in a droptop
with a ragtop,trunk pop
shift the doorlocks
watch my doors flop
hold up' im bout to show ya C to the R should be hall of fame
cuz i stay wreckin boys like hurricanes,so realize the name
homeboy i'd put the tek to ya brain,bloaw,leave the streets with stains
George W.Bush thinks bin laddin hides in my mouth...[why?]
....cuz everytime i spit nothin but wrecks come out...[damn!!!]

no companions i be by the radio chillin and jammin
im feelin the money i love it so i'll be killin and rammin
anyone who touches my riches clutchin my stitches
im deep like them glitches in the matrix of itches
movin my fate at fast speeds eludin that close crate
never make mistakes just cruisin thru my foes bait
rippin them apart like shirts yes it hurts in the start
u trippin when u in church heart beatin faster than a dart
so many sins not many wins eternally locked in losin
watch out for the fin its Jaws ima stop this cuz its confusin
back to the basics now with the crack and the racists
this is reality for most people who lack all of the cases

quick to hit i'll split u up like segregated blacks and whites
im slick, no shit come behind u and u'll get smacked and knifed
u lack parts of the strife thats needed to play this game
its like a puzzle thats 3-D in ur brain everyday i practice insane
in my room rappin to myself recordin the shit u hearin
my foot's tappin and already some people are fearin
i havent even been signed yet and these people are talkin
they look at my lines and rhymes it'll stop their walkin
in complete disbelief that this kid can write this poetry
they just 'say yes' it flows perfectly u should call it 'floetry'**
my disses and hits seem so real they make u wanna duck
never missin there so good that it'll make the Pope say what the fuck :shocked:

**Say Yes is a Floetry song...i think**

im sick of society with the same old shit no variety
it treats me differently and they just sit there and lie to me
is it cuz im black well i dont really know, couldnt tell ya
i never act slow that would really mess up my flow
always on course even tho my voice is gruff and hoarse
life is a bitch its rough with force so tough kinda like the Norse
durin the 8th century they were Vikings that raided
all the shit spiking souls then they relaxed like they're faded
bring it back now to society lemme describe my school
a place where no one follows rules hope they alive the fools
do stupid shit aint that a bitch man i gotta stay around
that dumb stuff and naw i aint rich but its a nice town
really boring i think now theres about 100 black people
and about 30 of them in skool and they aint stack steeples
the other 70 is older like 20 years old and up
but ima end this now cuz im bored plus this sucks

yo sitting here thinking of battle plans
what to do man,how to make a stand
dudes flowing smooth like water man
while my shit rough like that paper sand
i try to elevate everyday shit just come to me
but most of the good sht just go rite through me
it soothes me that i can become one of the greatest
and have niggas like snoop,as a fateful alias
its just the latest,rap that i had to commence
the blood will rinse and the sins are spent
this doesnt make sense but i dont give a fuck
jst the mind of legend a gangsta just growing up

this shit was whack but eh

Look im the man and this fags had it.......................
i would smoke you but im tryna cut back on bad habits.........

thats it well thats you

whoa dude im higher than the stratosphere...
kids are hatin... fuck them... they think my raps is weird...
Clappin' queers... im the dopest to ever live nigga...
doper than the dope i smoke... pass the jack... another fifth nigga...
a quick nigga... fuck freestyle... ill snuff yall out...
like the cigarette butts... niggas sets bump when i dump yall out...
the back of the tahoe... on the roads goin sideways on the gravel...
you can beg for mercy... but i aint no g-unit soldier... so go and gravel...
fuck yall for sayin fuck me... im the goat if ya know what im sayin...
im so god damn high im surprised this rhymed... and i dont know what im sayin

i cross enemies like u a fuckin mistake this is fate
dont stop this dont wait puttin ur body in the close crate
flowin thru foes lately leave u stuck in a park thats Jurassic
eatin u up like raptors in groups of 'four' i call it 'fantastic'
lovin it i gotta stay strong like biggie u just dead wrong
u were fed wrong which made u gay now wearin red thongs
singin lullabys to put ur self to sleep u wont hear any creeps
u hear the beep u wake up in a casket wit a bomb in the deep
it'll explode without a peep no one will hear all ur screams
u just another fiend with big dreams so i just blew up ur scene

why ya girl be strippin,to put food on the table
selling herself like drugs but she know you able
to get a job cause you got a great education
i mean every college wanted you befo gradutation
you was a senstation, publicly a hometown hero
you could be making millions but you took that dinero
and bought weed crack coke.........and all the rest
you couldnt take all the publcity,wanted to relieve stress
now ya girls out and shes somebodys hoe.just some pimp
you at the aparment, no broken leg but sayin you got alimp
you just a gimp,a bitchass nigga who had a chance in life
god i hope ya girl finds happyness and yours full of strife

I was talking to this bitty from the city that's gritty
she was pretty and witty, but she only got one titty
which is shitty, a pitty,and don't make sense like fiddy
my dick said "are you kidding? she might as well look like Diddy!"
really, i crack phillys, mouth bake like fry-chilly
spit like a mac-milly, notice most of you pussy cats are young kitty's
whats the deal-ly????

ha quick multis drop

call me constaintine the way i turned mcees ova to a new religion
a free agent in the mixed but like most crews im so unforgivin
stop and listen,as i relieve tension,and like jesus i have risen
to the top of my game,merkin mcees is just my vision
but to you getting merked by a great?well thats your decision

short as fuck

the designated driver more of a survivor than destiny's child
straight rider creatin more fire dont mess with me i aint mild
im flowin longer than the nile into the valleys of gold
blowin past the mile mark my rhymes could rally the old
i'll never fold like paper elaborate plans i mold the caper
bolder than any raper i put everything together like a stapler
the vapors confusin u cuz i spit the game all night
my mind is insanely right the girls be givin me brain all night
im insane alright, get it through your head ur crew will end up dead
if they cross me dont boss me around cuz u'll feel my lead
get u while u in ur bed man u just a disgrace get out my face
spray you like mace blow the scene and close down the place

u cant deny it like fabolous because im so miraculous
destroyin every MC quickly im just attackin u in this
get in ur dreams like Freddy and leave u dead on the floor
givin u some more i'll kill everyone written in red on the board
u could call me the bad guy im so mad when i sighed
so high that insane is a basic word so i just ride
leavin carnage behind me like its a part of my history
i dart fast in my misery and start creatin my own mystery
everyone be thinkin of me reminiscin on the good times
with some hood rhymes askin urself should i step in line

blahh.....

yo...

I'm rapping in text's after effect on a crowd,
fuck slashin your neck, I'm after half of your check when it's out...
yo beef wit me, the streets know the heat that I blow
your weak, so don't even speak about elites in a show
I write on sheets, so when I'm down, you can peak on the flow
see the heat, that's complete to go over any beat when it blows
I'm like a heatseeker, wit meatcleavers hang on the cieling
vampire fangs in my mouth and wolf nostrils, believe in
the demon that lives inside of my bodily form
I lived 1000 yrs ago before my mortal body was born
shit, ya'll can't battle wit me, after I free
my fuckin pre-requisite is enough to kill you indeed...

when i come around people be losin their breath
my rhymes makin u shut up while im crusin to the left
put you to ur death man i wont stop cuz i cant stop
my hands are hot the words are colder than everest rock
i never stop keep it movin like my vocals are water
i was killin it before but now im takin over the slaughter
takin care of it like its my daughter dont fuck wit it
these people need to stop rappin cuz they suck wit it
cuz the fallin in that black hole its a fact that i'll attack
at any moment at anyone my words make that kinda contact
on the block when i pass they just on a respirator
everyone stops like im directin the class for the haters
when i come thru no one knos what to do should they run
would they be the one to beat me, The Fire's Son
u done before even started ur slower than retarted
im the closer for the regarded and u'll be bombarded

my techniques are unforgivable,like ya girl so winnable
like death in different war times my shit is so plentiful
like police i rip the skates back,death trap, no pay back
one smack,from my hand will leave ya face like ya girls ass, flat
call me a westcoast state,how im making more eathquakes
than the california tetonic plates,and as the earth shakes
theres no time to take, back the sins that yo ass did make
so stay there and look stupid,ya dumbass what da fuck
cause my gats on lucid,and it get niggas high so ya better duck
so stay back since im the heir to the throne its time to dub thee
so yo dumbass can become that nigga fiftys prodigy like M-O-B-B

slap prostitutes with condoms
.......and feed em to starving kids in Rowanna..
in bloodied up pajamas i study the dalai llama
its probably drama when i see you ima
snap fingers like snotty mamas
you see me in ya hood you know.......
its probably drama........

yo whats up lets go lets go
its legend up in this bitch fasho
just here to let yall know
i got all of ya bitches pregant but aint paying child support no mo

i dont know why i wrote this

bringin hell to heaven all people that died by the 187
bells bein rung loud like they revvin cars times eleven
hearts are colder than the icebox with light rocks
u in total disbelief just standin there while ur sight stops
with bright locks holdin u down against ur will
keepin tight blocks only way u gettin out is by payin the bill
no escapin out the back take a different route without lack
dont stop runnin like police chases with doubt and crack
bring it back like u returnin a video remember please rewind
with the keys behind the door put ur knees up and recline
i decline MCs they dont have enough energy like batteries
dont come at me with that shit dont even try to flatter me
rhythm i did 'em quick and left they asses on the porch
try and get rid of 'em they come back like we in court
rebuttal rebuttal we keep going at it like tennis
its back and forth and its the fourth time they meant this
try and run out u'll never make it cuz u'll be done out
died right then and there so i guess i won out

YO...:::Warm It Up:::

I Swear Niggas On My Ass ALL Day, They Even Trynna Spank~Me
-CAN YOU BELIEVE THIS?-
Hope~Can Raise Ya Spirits, So Now The DOPEMAN Trynna Gank~Me
-MAN I MEAN THIS-
For The Inconvience Of Puttin Out These Rhymes You Should Thank~Me
I'm Just Tellin It Like It Is....AND THATS TOO PUT IT FRANKLY


-No matter how hot you drop-
It's like this......My reign always gon' put a dampen on things
I Might Diss...And get called 'Vice' 'cause I always clamp on bling
snatchin it from my clutch is like a thug gettin ''touched''
when it comes to this beef, i'ma meat market and your always gettin Butched
or butcherd, IT'S whatever tickles ya pickle, I drop dimes, you poppin nickles
I'm always Sick-on-a-beat...quick-on-my-feet...
and with you, ya don't know what your gonna get like when you trick-or-treat
I lick - and - you meet 'n greet the shots as you shake an drop
gimme a mic an i'ma bet my dick the only thing that makes-me-flop.
Y'all hate to prop-me-up to the top, but thats exacty what y'all do
I pull out a gat and your friends really do got your back...
...................'cause ya whole crews hiding behind YOU!
Slip and I'll find you, blind you wita Infa-red, then......
..............................whooooops, ya moms into bed
ya never told me she was into head, suckin, fuckin...
But I still got 2 hands free that'll have your little ass duckin
my riflle and guns buckin, both aimin straight for the dome
you gettin bussed on, and your mom catchin nuts in her own home
Ya should of left me alone to roam and let me have my bone
always did wanna get ice'd up...
...........so I srapy ya necklace and touch ya with this chrome
I already got the throne, so why would I spoil it with gun play?
c'ause niggas mess with triggers and all die one-day
I'd rather just sit back, relax and toke to the max...
On the mic I got the killer instinct and thats what my enemy lacks.

I'm high as hell and thats a little story for y'all... :shoot:

im just sitting back like a drug lord coutin my dough
fasho its more than enough,but im greedy ya know
sometimes i sit there and think of how i came up
from some homeless nigga to showin niggas whats up
by selling that grass and getting green in return
told moms i was lawn mowin and money was to earn
then i just wanted sellin that shit by the pounds
that real shit that fuck you up before the first round
then that white powder stuff just came into effect
that was one thing most niggas couldnt reject
i was selling that shit like crazy,none went past me
when i stepped out from measurin people thought i was ashy
got wit the big boys and started trasportation around the world
gettin measmorising shit for my wife and pearls for my baby girl
but life wasnt glamorous,ive been in way too many drug wars
i got the scars to prove it, body full of wounds wit so many sores
no moral to this story,its just the life of a empire born from stich
but if you learn anything today ya better suceed or die trying to become rich

got everything ready for war going all the way hardcore
all the weapons we check 'em 'fore we go on tour
all the poor and forgotten join the group makin troops
flyin fast like the coupe never go around like a loop
perfect shot never hittin bricks just shittin on the rich
aint that a bitch we switchin like tricks stop the snitchin
and get to lynchin suffocatin theres no need to breathe
see the wreathe its that time of year to proceed to leave
out of the area its that area 51 where u.mc.k's roll
unidentified mc killas told motherfuckas just fold
and u wont be hurt teach u like we in church
just bow down or nines'll burst and put u in a herse

I got the glock in my pocket, ready to cock it...
Put it to the back of you dome shit....
...................bullets come out ya eye socket...
I got the fire, like yayo im the Known Supplier...
Come right to your house to deliver that fire...
Im lookin' for some new customers to supply...
I am workin' around the clock...... I dont lie...

graveyard shit i pay ya'll to hit lay calls over to the sick
raidin ya'll towns no help is comin around quick
u by ya self oh shit u betta run u gon' be done
its not fun without u fightin back kill u in minute one
i bust and drop it out like its a new album comin out
dont stay on this route cuz u'll get targeted like a clout
wit bullets caught up in rapture brought up in capture
closed down foes roll around what i sought is commin at ya
bombin at ya all over ur head wind up dead in the ground
keep runnin or u'll be found with no lead and empty rounds
no sound twist on the silencer i piss on violence
cuz im brutality to the second power hear the sirens
that aint the cops its my niggas from the block
makin u stop in the middle of ur walk u aint bakin no rocks
flockin like birds flyin through quick buyin the bricks
supplyin all the tricks with anything they want aint that some shit

my anger is too deadly for any one to feel
the cold steel,makin my stomach turn on the real
im ready to die call me a reincarnated version biggie
gots to become great just motivation look at my siggy
and mcee worth a thousand, since most like girls i be plowin
and just like girls after sex guess who im gonna be clownin
talkin about how they screamed and beg for all that mercy
had that bitch dry when i was done layed out like beef jerky
battles are like sex and you know that they both are tight
cause in the end ya tell everybody cause ya braggin rights

temperature droppin i got the leaves changin and wiltin
non stop poppin on the way passin strangers i killed 'em
then i wrote a will for 'em includin some money for me
so i can pay my bail to get out of the penitentiary
u betta pay attention to me cuz im an upcoming mc
doing it quietly gettin the shit i need for ya'll to hire me
practicin everyday creatin freestyles for some pay
dont lay around sulk gettin the bulk that done what some say
people cant believe its me writin this type of poetry
incredible rhymes built with metal and lines u kno its me
just come roll wit me bowl these hoes wit me
gettin all the clothes wit me that u stole wit me

idk its something doesnt stay on one topic tho....

first i pray to God before i lay people in the sod
dont play with the squad i spit u out in one big wad
i kill all runnin through u like light with all my might
i ball all night then i call on fights and they kno its not right
look at the sight the scene is damage and carnage
walked in squeezed it tight like a sandwich but enlarged
whoever was in charge i popped him with a shot on the spot
left out the door no lookin back dropped it like it was hot
whoa, going to quick i betta slow down and stop
lock it down and block all around 4 minutes it clocked
get the shit done hit quick and be out its all fun
set the brick in sun let it melt until it looks like it runs

the mic gots me thinking about my life
like will this career of mine end in strife
i practice everyday but do i go any where
havent battled in weeks do i still care
i thought rappin was about expressin yaself
but the money got niggas corruptin ones self
so now its about gold jewlerly and fly bitches
and how many bullet holes ya got or how many stitches
its suppose to be how you feel about life and put it in verse
not about how ya came up in the game and put niggas in a herse
this may concern some but in this verse most owe-it-to-me
we need to bring it back up and start expressin like poetry

First time i signed up here it was some bullshit,
battled this 12 year old talkin about a full clip,
And guess what, he WON! man did that piss me off,
but i was nobody then, just wanted my dick beat off,
But now i wanna come bak with more slayins then Jason,
Leave computer geeks behind their keyboards shriveled like raisins,
And NO i dont care if you dont like my freestyles,
I'll prolly get a pm for someone who wants to battle me....
...wow,
And this is only a new name because,
i lost the worser me back in the what when and was.
So please dont ban me i aint do this shit on purpose,
i just new this was the palce to get better on my rap verses.

Sry if it sucked tremendously i just felt like explaining the ill (not well) thought out name and my bein so sorry at this whole mc thing..... lmao

sry my edit was about that ill thought out name thing

it dont mean its good im saying it wasnt well prepared lol.

I stay fly dressed to impress all the girls like B.I.G.
man u kno its me look to the sky and say R.I.P.
to all legends fallen but they in ghetto heaven ballin
lookin down hopin we do right without 911 callin
stop stallin i "rush in" and succeed like "Stalin"
box the block and crush makin everyone fallin
to they knees lookin like the bowin to a prince
sayin please no hookin man i'll make u meat mince
ever since 2pac and Biggie talked to me ive changed
looked at the world with a different eye my lifes pained
seein hidden messages within rhymes liftin my times
of stress and no rest dont press me siftin through lines
like sand i move constantly deserts of infinite space
saw truth and finally saw i was part of a limited race

*Stalin was Russian* (If u didnt get it)

up in this joint im cruisin straight and im on point
displayin rhymes filetin the fines man i never disappoint
fill the cup u tryna be part of the group like u..............
...............................................thr owin gang signs up
ima sow this shit up like im makin the clothes
i close it down all the foes around i just dispose
leave 'em in back teasin them stabbin them with a tack
rappin man im on track higher than an Eiffel Tower stack
round up my crew bound together like the Flu
what cha gon do when we come through runnin up on u
like the Ruff Ryders we ride and rough it on out
til dawn breaks the route and move like pawns to the south

I'm state the fact till' it's clear,
on your wackass careeer
your garbage, kinda like half of the cats that are in here..
I got the fire of bosses, like a messiah or prophet
so when I go to your show I'll take your banner and right a big ass 'liar across it'
your rite, you've been ridin cat's straddle in wee fear
That I've been officially running rapbattles for 3 years...
and that battle you see here, I'm high in the bout
so guy, if theirs doubt realize I'm about 'keyn',
like I got locked outside of my house.. !!..