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Freestyle Cypher...
Just Freestyle Here... No Topic, No Dissin, Just Whatever Is On Your Mind. Six Lines MINIMUM
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yo yo yo...
fuck a jump down slut wit a big ass dick? fuck all that...HIV shit get me sick... imma kill that bitch if she wants to get me in bed... we was a thing but u was fucked up in tha head... and by that rhyme i meant literally cunt... u got a good ol' dick in tha mouth like i fit tha blunt... now go jump off a bridge...die... jump on Satan's slong... i won't miss u bitch... like my dick, it's just so-long... |
Let me 'bust' a free style, like a prison 'Cake' ~n~ stashed file/
Bounce is bust'n out like 'trouser snake' falling down on cold tile/ Burrrr, shievering cold, I spit the NEWz while ya 'Steal' the OLDz/ Frostbite cuz ya 'Over-bite' ~N~ rewrite what'z already been told/ Hit 'G.R.' lines in search of... 'Great Raps'/ but leave w/lunch sac'z ~n~ cheese wraps/ Face it newbie ya plain Whack, w/generic styles ya 'Play'n-wRAP'/ (just a freestyle no diss on anyone in particular, just something on my mind. glad to see ya back at it axe!) Thanks For The Warm Reception. :) -Axe |
Fuck progress... Seriously I see none...
Its like this site moonwalks with the shitty way its run... No more fun... its like we elevated backwards... Just a bunch of newbies spitting mindless wakc words.. The truth hurts... But Chrit will bring it to death... Lookin for vets to roll with but there just aint none left |
About this girl i know
U just another rundown crack slut.. Who wants every guy to get you up the butt.. Your full of shit, and a fucking whore.. Someday ill se you on the street corners by the CVS store.. You fuck ya dad, gimme a lotta shit.. Your an annoyying little bitch who needs to get hit.. I fuckign hate you right now and it wont change.. Cause youll always be in my mind in my AK range.. FUCKING HOE |
drop sick ass rhymes with steelos
after that nigga^^ spit about a hoe he knows... my rhymes manifest street droppin flows listening to a canibus beat punchlines flex sets while rhymes bless vets havent drop the best yet but this dopeness bests phet leave the scene to the rest messed spit in ya eyes and leave ya corvex pummeled a rookie with sick rhymes thats ready to flex muscles i'll destroy ya ass like a pits muzzle so kids buckle...jeah! .....all keyed in... |
can u relate? i hit tha cypher for yall ta feel..
i'm honry beggin for pussy like a bum for a meal.. but no deal.. keeps an attitude and her legs closed.. too drunk and my head slows when the keg flows... so.. i kick back and chill, ease on the bottles... every chick looks good when ya wearin beer goggles... |
Check it...
I'm thundrous like Zues bolting down from a'top-Olympus/ Ill like an Infected limp-wrist beating 'Fish' like Cunt-Fist's/ Newb's step to witness my sytles Drop w' Fit-ness/ Top my Hit-list ~R~ Herbz who 'Drool' but Spit-less/ Head-gear'd short-bus, retardz with no Bust dat cause Fuss/ Kneel like porn Fluffs ~N~ Bob ~4~ Creme Puffs till Nutz bus/ |
quick shit gotta get outta my head not even close ot what i can do..
Check it>.................. Sometimes i feal like dieing.. Fuck the world i give up im done trying.. Laying in bed thinkin while im cryin.. I do what i can for u but what not enough.. You want a man with money and a man thats tough.. I may be tough but not have money so you only a hoe.. I mean what the fuck are u to judge me if u only want doe.. You dont care whats on the inside, only the out.. You can fuckign DIE i hate you get out.. Fuck another chance ur done.. I mean no more bed u aint no fun.. No more money, what i gave u is better than none.. Fuck it get out or il go retrive my gun.. One bullet is enough to see ur life go past.. Hit the trigger remember it vast.. Fuck it im done.. IM out peace.. Bein with u is like our own war in te middle east. |
Some dream of money and passion/ why i keep asking/ dreams are meant for the people who make them/ so all you haters quit trying to break them/some follow up with absolute hysteria/either way sombody will be hearin ya/ your mind steady with devotion all aspects equal up to an unstoppable potion/ this potion is what you make it/ so dont ever let anybody ever take it/this is your life/this is your fate/do whatever it takes in this life game/so all you players keep playin/ all you workers keep workin/ and a you haters can sit back and keep jerkin/ cause your a bunch of little bitches/never doing anything but sitting there wishing/well quit wishing and follow your ambiton and do something
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im bout to bust a flow cuz now i gotta name
to bring my shit to this rap game after this nothin is the same cuz all u other cats are lame i dont know what else to say but if i elevate i might not have such gay style yay |
im sittin here in wrod processing, a highschool class....i'll still rip anyone from here, go to tha councelor sayin the feelin harrassed....gotta make sure i spit six,cuz niggas on my dick,it only take 5 lines to make a lil bitch flip....but its straight im still good fuck tha haters....rap name could b 'chester',cuz i rip you so much ya think im a raper....im freestylin not even spose to b on tha net...quick to say somthni stupid ready to neck....testin converse....they'll have have more caskets for ya dif. body parts and an extra long herse....spittin shit jus cuz i dont feel like doing borin class work....lyrics will hackthrough this site as if they were passwords....but i goota end this cuz my teacher gettin suspicious....but i'll come bak with more ill shit cuz my flow is vicious.....
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Yo im sittin in some sort of combustable rage
its frustratin relayin these feelin onto this page but im a sage, my wisdom is truely unmatched skills unscratched, gotta calm my nerves n pick up dis sac n lit up dis match, get the dro blazin, throw back a Miller cuz when my intensions get blurry, I unleashed my killa |
AIYO ITS THA KIDDE WIT THA PLATINUM TOUNGE/
ANITHING I TOUCH TURN UNTO PLAT OR GOLD/ NOW I AINT NO FLASHY NIGGA / IM THA TYPE THAT ILL FLASH A GUN THEN PLULL THE TRIGGER/ MY LIFE AINT FULL OF DOUGH/ ITS FULL OF BLOW/ SO MUCH CANE U'D THINK I WAS CRIPPLED/ NO HANDICAPPED/ BUT ILL KEEP DAT THING UNDER MY SHIRT HANDY 2 CLAP/ I REP THA CHI WERE ITS FULL OF CRACK/ 4 CORNERS ON MY BLOCK KEEP MY BANK ACCOUNT INTACT/ U FUCK WIT ME AND I TURNIN INTO BUSH AND JUST ATTACK/ THIS AINT SHIT 2 ME HOMIE SO JUST HOLLA BACC |
i attack wack mcs like wild bears n campers/
rippin rappers since i was equipped wit pampers/ talkin shit like i ripped out ur adams apple/ stuffed it up ur wide open asshole/ leave you like war amps wit no visible limbs/ caged like an animal, wit invisible friends/ cut u into 2 and dump into the garbage like split~ends/ got beat up and throw in the trunk, now u claim u ride~benz/ a beatin like this is intense, like jayson, i hang~heads/ |
i feel the the hate it ruins though my Veins//
cant control that am insne in da brain// no topic no style no freedom// staying real fuck stardom// fuck this and fuck that Run Dot Run// freesltye am just doing for fun..... ~PeAcE~ |
Burning With The Smith And Wessen...
Fire Off 6 If This Bitch Be Pressing.. Dont Take It As A Warning Its A Lesson.. Have This Cat Like 50 Da Way Hes Confessing.. Now Do You Want To Try And Test Me.. Aint No Better Just See How The Rest Be.. |
Grabing my own vocals and spit
while my lyrics are in a choke old. let the violence unfold..as I de- tach ones body and soul..switch to any gear while doing a mission inpossible..you know im on Cruse control... |
spittin and im mad fuckin drunk
keyin it up cuz im beat as a drum got nothin to say but i still fuckin spit it free stylin off the cuff shits never pre written end off the flow of the liner 6 freein for me aint got no one to diss |
yo im rainin fire on the site like weather in Hades
video tapin my ass is the only way you'll fade me im unstable like alcholics sittin in bars i got rat heads in jars, collect parts from old cars im the dude livin in the forrest, house pitch black watch ya sis round there, the bitch wont make it back |
hmm...i lounge back...wit my pound packed~
i blaze down...eyes glazed...im phased now~ I re-phrase the sound of the last made sound~ I watch my brain rain down...im locked up...chained now~ Goin insane my goal...to refrain from keepin my body whole~ Im locked up...blocked down...my hands stocked shut...while my face gotta frown~ No more freedom..ima please..greet em...until i can read em...then cock da glock back and heat em... |
im chillin here just sittin down
in the chair with some friends around i like to have fun in my life and try to avoid strife i really hate it when doves cry but i love fireworkds so mad props to the fourth of july just practicin ;) |
"but i love fireworkds so mad props to the fourth of july"-LOL
yo yo yo yo, i stare into space with a look of dispare on my face i run with sonic speed and it's not fair in a race i won't stab you but i hold the knife to your throat just in case bust ya face smoke dust and mace till my lungs swell and you can see thme through my chest like ethiopians on jenny craig ya'll is dead men walking i must be in hell hit ya head why ya'll talking ya'll ain't swell .....it's the end. |
c'mon fo'trill ya lines got no skill i use em against u to have ya ass killed
forget payin fo that hooka ya call ya mom ya just fucked ya self droppin that shit ya call bombs 1 line shit with three words in it kick ya ass back to reality if ya think ya winnin fo'trill has tha built of a rooster boostin bout how good is shit isnt to drag ya in just to fuck wit ya head cuz ya listened ya lines equal bout two of mine when clashed togetha ya should be slashed -n- fined if ya time line was tracked back ya'd see that vanilla ice was tha one fuckin ya daddy's ass crack yo fo'trill work on ya shit |
to my homies never doughbting me/ possitive reinforcesment/
yall was never clowning me/ we were a chemical fushion like alchemy/ friends to the end spittin flows on a balcony/ no bullshit questions like " how come He" / we just stay rockin shows and spittin flows like fountains be/ spreying water/ and saying all the / right things to make this music/ the youngest in the click/ the question was " Could he do it"/ now look who came through with/ some influence/ ta knock heads and put the people into it/ and true it , is a hard accomplishment/ but just a compliment/ to all my struggle/ with good and bad in each hand i steady juggle/m and steady hustle to get right / to get mine and everything owed to me / life filled with prayers like lord its me / just talkin again/walking the wind / sparkin the thin ..blunt between my lips/ i need direction and guidance between my trips/ and i know at times it might seem as if/ i lost hope/ im holding on for dear life but i feel i lost rope/ and no ones trully knowing me/ i need to get away , away from the blind and those who peddle hopelessly/ |
MY RHYMES SO SIK I KILL A NIGGA DEAD
MY WORDS SO COMPLEX THEY BRING HIM 2 LIFE JUST 2 KILL HIM AGAIN I'M JUST ILLMATIC GOT BEEF THEN START STATIC STEP 2 ME THEN U GET 2 MEET THA MATIC I'M INSANE & CRAZY EVEN MORE THAN SLIM SHADY CUZ I KILL BITCHES BUT DONT HIDE THE EVIDENCE JUST CUZ I'M LAZY DONT THINK U COULD EVA BLAZE ME CUZ I GOT HOES THAT'LL KILL YA & THATS CUZ I'M BIG PIMPIN LIKE JAY-Z |
faster than ya cabbage patch bastards/ geezy's illl......./
not ya average ass rapper/ wont comply ?/ im fast ta have yall cats wrapped up/ i got plans to make a mark like heroine addicts arms tapped up/ so i pack verbal clips and stay strapped up/ and ready for war/ ....shit all ive been through, im surprised im not ready for more/ i get tens while you edgy at four/ this cat is wack and he said he was more/ said he was raw/ not only evening , im settin the score/ dont make have to remind you that i said i t before/ thats the worst case/ your rymes old like an eighty third birthday/ its all wordplay/ and sometimes the words make the hurt ache/ and little bit longer / just keep your flow gold and grow a little stronger/ |
i'm at work, on my 30 minute break
fork and knife eating my warmed up steak call center workin hard, tryin to make sales doing follow up calls on shit they recieved in the mail but my time is up, and yo i gotta go but i'll be back, after i'm done fuckin yo ho |
oh shit, the split is back with a sense of purpose
ready to take the worthless from atop they little perches im back, even though most wont remember me the few that do realize that none can contend with me i wait for dumb fuck emcees to drop they guard hit em eagle style, and laugh as they miss parr i still find it humerous, keeps me laughin all of the time most of rb had to have parents co sign just to get online while me, im a soldier, down to fight in this war go anywhere, be it desert, tundra or even sea floor hear an empatic "hooah!!!" whenever i get an order keep em in check, advancin on the border |
damn i dont want to go to work
my boss is a fuckin jerk i should wash my uniform, not sit here spittin cuz i gotta be therein like 13 minutes is all good at least i get paid but not a very good minimum wage |
yo! this is king shit!
wat u bring bitch? i brought a tech, gat, glock, held heated ring's n clips... sing of this in ur folktales and fantasies... ballads of me... actually it's all true... ain't no fallacy... don't wanna battle me in freestyle beats... cause if u dicky dicky... i'll see u in tha streets... leave u for dead but u still got a anotha breath... but guess wat? it's all u got left... continuism in ur anachrism will be set in prisms... schizms...listen in if u think it's all that's givin... livin wit assholes n dicks like i'm a fuckin "any"-"body"... but a nobody wit a degree can't destroy me wit an "anti"-"body"... gotti shot me n i just looked at him... laughed my ass off n now i'm booked to sin... crooked grins that smile at me to destroy me... toyin me? to defeat tha one who is annoyin G's... wit tha greatest quickest sickest syphallis in a wrist slit? blood clotted slick shit... sick bitches wit thier clit hit? die all ya'll motha fuckas wit ur bitch n ur unfinished... nothin in it... WANNABE HITLIST! |
the only time i think is when i drive my car/as i travel down the road i try to hit par/ i remember the things and remember the times/ those are the times when my minds ryhmes are refined/pizza on my seat/ eye on my ticket/ cause when i deliver for joe's yo i always rip it/an unstoppable force quick with perception/a pizza hut driver enters my direction/ quik with the kill im ready to deliver/ but fuck it/ my life sucks/i mise well drive into the river
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chillin right here at its after 10 o clock
all i got on is boxers and socks little bit a go i got back from work now my feet hurt and its the worst i wanna go to sleep, lemme tell u somethin but i gotta keep this wackass cyphers goin to reach 100 |
Draped in black move with stealth
dropped shit...my bad that was dropz himself! ur best bets to get in the back of me fast domes get split with the raps that i clash cats that i bash hack and i dash i'm not wack i'm hot 3 line cuz that's the style i got but i could go on speaking and typing on a computer screen i don't know for how long maybe until my fingers rot see here's another long sentence you find so amusingly ill that i'm typing it'll go on forever linger not i think ur just pissed cuz i step and spit raw i'll put something to your stomach like pepto bismal |
fuck that i cant take this shit/
you aint straight bitch/ you get more balls in your mouth than my baseball mitt/ you probably thought you were good / till i rubbed your face in it and made yall taste your shit/ shattered ribs , and snapped spines / yeah im gonna break yall lics/ rob geezy steady reppin it / no testin it/ your sessions irrelevant / repetitive/ crush you like a elephant/...siitting down/ thats not hot/ ive been in restrooms and heards better shitting sounds/ i guess the crowds mercy and pity drowns/...... out the fact that you wack/ but i can see it / whats sad is..... the fact that you cant/ so ill relieve it/ like tylenol for ya headache/ get there fast in my rymin-all-paramedic/ and when i get there it wont be ok/ cause dog you gon be D. O. A. .......... |
This is stupid and dumb, ain't this what Open Mic's for?
I'm all about Cypher, but bad rhymes, we don't need anymore. Ya just givin kids, a place ta spill their whackness... And unlike spilt milk, I'm crying over their exactness. Couldn't tell whack and them apart, standin next to each other... Next time I wanna hear about shit being dropped, I'll discuss ya birth with ya mother. |
where's a body rot... afta body's shot? in tha grave...
one foot for each bullet... hold it in ur hands as u pray... play keep-away wit ur soul... u'll never get it... forget it... u didn't even understand that so how u a critic? a freestyle flow is one off tha dome... all i've seen is pre-writtens... i know this for tha truth... who r u? all u lil kid's still cradle ridden... i'm done wit tha wannabe Easy-E's and Eminem's... cause that's all that i see....I don't need to be frettin them... so shut ur face... every word u say is an additional disgrace... shot u wit lyrical mace and deleted my presence...leave witout a trace... |
the thought of your smile/ the pain that it brings/ its just one just one of the things/the thought of you brings so many tears to my eyes/ whatever happened those wonderfull times/the times you made me feel so good/the time i wish i only could/ go back to those times/back to 1999/when i loved you so much and you were still mine
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i represent a new life/painful embrasion on my liver tends to sever my pleasures/ Of hope i elope a dream based on an effort to exceed/In life a forsure let down/carried around like a purse to insure my worth/I eat the dirt blood stained shirts carraige on happiness to useless earth/
So i remain proud and vain/Consume and the rest i assume/to be better hearts cold I need a sheltered home/ hahah finished |
i've gotta say to forget a sheltered home...
got a sheltered life n a sheltered dome... {{points to forehead}} expansion of tha molecules u find in minds... everlastin to borrow u tha time of mine... but that can't happen...like KKK boy's rappin... or like me goin back to jail for offin tha captain... i'm slappin tha peeps known as tha j-d's... i don't need a disease...stay tha hell away from me... and as soon as my wrist slit... i will be alive... but u obviously wouldn't know that... i will survive... |
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