just to add, i drop emcees faster than a bad habbit
i could merk mutha fuckas just by callin them a fagget
only takes one look n these punks know they've had it

Sony TV, Stereo, Phone, With A Sony Remote
Hell, I Even Got A Sony Winter-Coat
I'm On A Manhunt For True Crime
This Is My GameDay For A True Rhyme
Gimme A Mic And I'll Blast Mine Over And Over
Let's Get Drunk And I'll Still Be Rhyming When You Turn Sober
Just A Freestyle To Show My Vendetta
I Spit The Most Only To Make It Wetta

Bad and bold you can't get with this
Sadden mofo's who can't rap worth shit
Spit a little just to give you my venom
Leave you speechless at the minum
There's a 187 can't you hear the sirens?
Kill a motha fucka with rhymes i'm firin
I'm a bad mouth fucka on the violent tip
I catch you talkin some shit, i'm a bust yo lip
Now who you gonna tell that i'm makin you soft
The police aint shit cuz i'm payin um' off
Never leave my flows dry cuz they alwayz drippin
Not out of shit to say so i begin my trippin
Never out of shit to say and never reluctant
But i got 2 words to say and they're suck it

now the mic was ready to pass/get high all the time so im heavy wit hash/freein with this quick drop/say one bar now they need a pit stop/dont know my crew but just know that we ride/from the west,south and the east side/battlin kats and they screamin its not quite fair/cause i took ya dreams and turned them into nightmares/im a troubled guy like for instance/i dont know even know theses guys and im tellin them to keep there distance/another question is why would u battle me/cause the result is gonna be one more american casualtie/ u know ill be clashin in fights/then they try come back after i killed them like in the passions of christ......oh shit my bad didnt mean to go there my bad......

pass me tha mic so the verbal assassin will strike/ to yall bitin is life, to me writin is life// kids jus cuss in sum lines n claim to be emcees/ try writin sum time, u aint even a netcee// dez simple ass elementary lines that they sellin-as-rhymes/ im a felon at times, lyrically killin-wit-9's// do ya homework kids n learn sum shyt from tha best/ Verbal Breakdown, we put ya quick to tha test// ma 22 got a 'inf' so i call it a 'beamer'/
ackin tuff in ya lines, but not quick to tha heaters// da only way u puttin holes-in-beaters is tearin-ya-t-shirts/ yall lame dudes neva realizin ya lines r needin-sum-real-work//

~1~

i used to pop the pills
went crazy and got the chills
like i had to kill
thats how i used to feel
and when i stoppd i got an addiction
to be vocal cord clenchin
to whoever be bitchin
back when i was young
when i didnt know the meaning of sprung
playin b-ball with my boys everyday
sayin im a make it to the nba
then things got in my way
alchol sex and takin drugs
showin off to be a thug
well is say fuck it im a do what i want

all i do is smoke blunts/i used to choke cunts/but if i ask if yall poke runts/yall pobably all front/i packed a couple times so im sick wit the gat/love rhymin so u can say im addicted to rap/my rhyme is crisp cant get no clean/pull the mac out and leave mo holes in you then a window screen/if im not rhymin then you kno that im twistin/if i pull the blunt and shoot betta believe im not missin/people say y u act like u nice/cause my style is on point and my rhymins precise....

ayo lemme git dis real quick..

ima spit strait thru it like fluid i flo so free/
i dismantle n manhandle ne one comin close to me//
try it.. ill teach ya quick on da first lesson/
im da teacher of every kids dream, tellin ya to stop testin//
cuz im tha freshest, n i never hesitate to create/
or destroy any lil boi, das makin his way//
to come anywhere close to me, like electrical fences/
i shock yall wit lyrics so mundayne n senseless//
delapitatin any lyricist wit des vicous lyrics/
remember da namer bytches they call me SixX da FinisH//

~1~

i was born with two religions, catholic and lyric-tholism/
my weakness was circumsized, but my 6-inch dick wasn't/
i believe in fuckin niggas up, in words and physically/
rhymes that blow as a-bombs, and jabs for what a nigga saids to me/
and i'm blessed, especially in tha mind and fingers/
i calculate in alphabets, numbers just go for triggers/
i write in pages in my own kind of stylish font/
any new words?, cause one day i'll just be gibberin for fun/
p.s., i'm one of tha illest newbie members in this site yet/
fuck posts, a serial killa cause they be countin all tha mc's i made dead/
so all i gotta say now is one love to vets/

im above in dustry standards i keyup when other cats readup,
i've be known ta leave da scene cause im koo like"james dean"(lol),

i'll flow slow or fast,don't rush,don't need a gun ta cap ya stinky ass,
ya style is wack n i could take all ya skill n still would'nt make any cash,

whateva.......

Freestyles jus come to ma head i dont even gotta think...
With unique wordz such as No man hotta Dink....(inside joke)

Y ya Debatin, n hatin, regulatin n spectatin....
Venom aka bankz in da making.....
Ya catz aint nice ya bitin or fakin.....

Changin shyt up dat otha ppl said...
Bitchez gimme head, ima real thoroughbread....
Twin glockz ya dead, 2 to ya head....
N Im tryin real hard not to pop ma lead....
I'll pop ya leg like da docta said....
I aint from flinstones, but i'll rock ya bed...

N put u to sleep, Dont Creep or meet da heat....
Wit wordz so sikk dat dey ova run da beat....

one of da best in east, giv me a chicken leg or a thigh....
U'll die if u even try to llike devry reach fo tha sky.....

jus a lil sumtin lolz b ez 1

i gotta lot on my mind, i hate it when fuks fuk up
im behind him once again ^ when is he gon shut up
my bad, no dissn, it just caught my eyes while typn
but bac on schedule, fuk, need a rhymn word, dykn :huh:
i get pissed easily, but say i dont get mad, i shit it out
this is wut u really call freestyle typn, blow it out ya mouth
everythings in yo head, and u just type it down fast
well, thats only when u gotta quick mind, so say da last
wtf, i dont kno wut that was
i just wrote that shit down just because
i caught brain block, cause ^ got me mad
but i cant diss him here, so he better be glad

ya betta make it home before its to late
the cops is comin ya lifes a stake
racial profilin is goin around on the minority
cats gangin up but not like a frat or a sorority
im talkin more gats than peeps in they click
false rumor goes around watch the trigga slip
thats all it takes ta make a life go down
worlds smiles turnin to frowns

i dont fuck with coward..i just bone 'em and push 'em backward
you fucking slut got shit twisted..i got my plan for u death listed
instead on ducking..u still got the balld to show up besides ur dick sucking?
god im in this bitch to flip phony's brain the other way round..cos they cheap
ima make my lyrics run up ur ass like and enema..till u run outts the cinema
the slut aint got shit to do..all she dose is run to her pc start acting like a fool
ima eat u up and shit u out like vegetable.. cos if ya didnt know im nothing but UNTOUCHABLE!!!!
even if im a gurl i call myself a dog..and when i come for your flat ass,u gon know its only right to give a dog a bone..BITCH!!!!!!!

this kid got in Retired quick and shit
ill sneez and cough on thatz the only way u sikk
uz a bitch thatrz lackt skillz and suckz dick
I Thought a Dildoe was for gurlz thatz wut u Fuck-Wit
skillz are limited wait no u dont got skillz to brag-about
Dont spit a verse around me ill feel like puttin ova ya head a Bag-and-Shout