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i got my guns drawn and im ready to move kinda like a pawn
im dawnin its becomin mornin and i take it shaken like Bond gettin ready to face the world all by myself aint no one assist and one day im hopin i'll be able to get on the industry's list become number one like ludacris this will be my destiny i'll die for it i wont rest in peace aint no one gonna mess with me shock people like silk destroyin my competition makin 'em wilt above all like im on stilts once i heard hip hop i knew why i was built take over like Jay-Z no person can knock my hustle constant bustle movin shit cuz i got the muscle right now its my life im tusslin going thru strife my soul needs consoling its so confusing hurts like abusing gettin ready to stand up and make a choosing either way im losing if i pick one it will hurt the other it'll cut off a connection aint gonna be no more love like brothers |
i jumped in my car and turned on the radio to that tupac hit
and i made that shit bounce like i was hittin some switches it was westside all day and it was a good day like ice cube all of a sudden a guy cuts me off and i was like "nice fool" but i get back to my groove and hear that hood took me under the shit is something it be bumpin blastin it loud like thunder started speeding i said "fuck the police" i had to express my self if it aint ruff it aint enough like NWA this shit is good for my health it was like a lyrical gangbang going constant then i heard the that it was a lil ghetto boy witta gun and it went rat tat tat tat |
yes im new to RAP VERSE but yo, dont underestimate
ive been in the game since double zero and ive been under meditate when the heat gets going, thats the only time i "punctuate" they call me the HILLSIDE KILLA* cuz i made bitches suffocate i stab dudes with a pencil so they can feel the lead cut off they're membranes so they wont feel they're head i make dudes sting like alcohol, i hit them with the cork my rhymes feed the brain, stab they mind with a spork *old killers in the 90's that choked they're victims |
hold it..hostile...in da vicinity...cross trials..hot nine on my waist
blood got a taste..ill vicious lyricist killin it...whips n shit...flipped n dipped old navy,blue yankee motha fuckaz do thank me...you...wack b hotness in hell definate...elevated beyond microscopic thoughts of illness meditated... im out.. |
If ya think I arrived..to-have-sorts of trouble..suck penis-bitches
Grabbin-passports..after flashin-court supeonas..for me-to-visit Such a squemish-vision..I'm the dog..you the hydrant I lean-on-pissin To dump ya off in seas-missin is my street-mission..so be-persistent Between head-&-shoulders..slice katana-blades..to leave-a-distance Repeatin-sickness..cause all ya nosy fuck-ups need-some-business Blunts-puffed like locomotives do-coals..plus crushed your new-goals To call yourself great..is like saying minnesota colts won two-bowls All these damn hypocrites..not significant to me or my reasons-here My points stick to ya throat so tightly..ya lungs are breathin-spears |
X-tortion LOOK MAN,
you put ya-self in a position, that you wish could be bought cuz its like face'in a jab.... you got plenty of UN-BA-WEVE-ABLE-thoughts leave ya steez at the door, or get beat like a whore that needs her moms to switch when she get bored with her face under sea level .... like new orlens shores, so yea go-head and STUNT!! cuz the beat "fill's me up moore"... like a "un-censerd seen from punk" CHEA!!!!!!!!!! |
my rhymes attack from both sides like boxing jabs
if you think my punches only pinch,think twice cuz they're a bunch of toxic crabs like a bullet, im ready to go and run up through the nine i stick my pen through your dome, so the ink will trinkle down your spine niggas flow is zero, theres nothing to reduce plus i dont throw punches, i throw thunder bolts like zeus your flow is nothing but silver, but theres a bunch of flaws i punch your teeth out, have you eating food through a big straw |
why all of these bitch ass niggas got to be involved in my shit
man i'll just come and kill all ya'll mothafuckers with one hit ima go all out till i fall out eliminatin every fool in my path blast first guns burst constantly being the man standin last the plan is to start small fires so that no one will notice then one day i'll have enough to start an inferno to close this whole place breakin it down like its some chemical solution i'll release everything like emissions causin major pollution i got a vengeance for pay back like retribution aint no restitution in conclusion its the take over just need to overthrow some niggas no one in this world will be able to stop me from pullin the triggers |
this is me....
why bitch, forget it and continue to spit
cuz even the blind can see how this rap-shit gets me a grip gets me fames.... plus a bounch of fags to rip and this is a freestyle... imgane how my pre-written gets this type of battle style i master-ya cuz i'll deposit a whoop'in befor the match.... like a pre-paid-mater-card *get it* CHEA!! lets go.... :evilgrin: LOOK MAN, :shocked: you want my line streach or short, im a hustler with coke, the way im strech'in-shorts but u'll get put in a strech(er) if u short the way im pulling ya cards, its like im streching ya short's and i NOSE ya LINE aint CONNECT'IN... like a fin stress'in to snort its like im in a room full of god the way i get bless'in from all sort and it aint a GAME when i leave you with just ya ball's on the court.... CHEA LOOK MAN, :shocked: im mean when i rap, the fens get attached the beam on relacks, sheels u can catch bail befor i crack, u tell then u're snatch'ed you snail's i'll get lap'ed, then nail'ed with a bat you faile then u lack, kid-nap-ya then mail ya back u a rob hustler that cant fill-the-block ya flow CURRENT... but i dont FEEL A SHOCK ahh fuck it i need to stop....... cuz u'll be ducking low like u need a COCK.... CHEA!!! mother fucker :cussing: who fuck'in with me? |
ya'll constantly flowin, crusin, and sailin straight thru the denile
cuz i came through and naw man i aint talkin about the Nile i got everyone on a file and everyone on a certain mile makin sure everyone stays happy and make everyone smile but this is just a front, just pretendin ima stay quiet and learn then burst out make all ya'll burn and from hip hop i'll make u turn away from it never come back and you'll have nightmares about it because in the truth im the only one that really cares about it ima overthrow this shit it like its a revolution and take it all over roll over some people into thier graves and i'll just leave the rovers like Jay Z i'll retire once i become hip hop's number one supplier killin liars put 'em in fires cant rely on 'em attacks become my reply |
im ready for whatever constantly movin through stormy weather
wherever shit goes down thats where i be causin commotion forever im insane in my brain whenever i move too fast in the fast lane blinded by the rain it doesnt matter cuz im obtainin gain in my reign i sleep with one eye open just in case someone wants to try me dont lie cuz if i find the truth i'll make ur ass fried like some KFC i got people in all corners with scopes lookin out for strangers u'll get dropped quick or lynched by a rope by my rangers their trained troops like military for some quick hit and run raids they do this for life cuz they have strife and they get paid |
i'm sittin in my living room bored without a doubt,
so tired i'm feeling morning breath forming in my mout', hellboy on my tv screen looking like a homo, oh no i got the urge to go and buy some draw but nono, i think i'll just chill out in my house without havin it, Cos i saw some bottles of alcohol in the cabinet.........lol |
now im just chillin in my room listenin to pac diss biggie
hit 'em up style tonight i might go out into the big city and check up on some honeys to see if they got my money...lol naw i aint a pimp some people just owe me money it aint funny or maybe i could go see my cousins and go chill over there i better prepare my clothes for partyin tonight looks fair it has finally stopped rainin i havent seen the sun for 9 days im lookin for some fine ladies so tonight i will get laid im soooooooo bored right now... |
you know if you fake-thugg you need talk's with the lord
so when you hear shots, you'll be holding the corner like you hugg'in the floor im more rugget then befor still slapp'in whores that'll AXE/ask for the trees, like her tim boots was missing the symbol from the store... stop it... im out gotta go |
Fuck this freestyle shit.. for real.. or I'ma be wreckin this fight
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