Freestyle Cypher
 

Just Freestyle Here... No Topic, No Dissin, Just Whatever Is On Your Mind. Six Lines MINIMUM

im sick of these hoes bitches and no shows its l hate the women of 2day they wanna play and they say its ok i dont lie u mys well fuck them in the eye or hump a freakin pie sick of em all bitxhes shood jus die they need a get a life instead of destroyin myn aint it bout time 2 end this shit u aint gettin a dime plz stop and think i been dogin u 4 a month cant u see i aint want no hoe i aint got the time if u aint wanna die then i sugest u get off ya knee and get a job get sum tips off a sumtin diffrint that ya ass dont shake 4dollas or get payed 2 holla i been watchin u and i see that u lewa young playas in2 hell and uin them go2sleep and it now cuz when u wake up im be watchin u again and seein u around maybe we cood catch a movie if u change this round till then u is tha thing i dont need so abck away or u get smacked

that wazzin the greatest but i felt like gettin sumthin down i jus started her wanna work on my skill 4 i do sum real battles jus wnated show off alil and that waz on my mind so any1 pm me f u thought that rookie rap waz fairly goood

people keep starin at me like I'm gonna mug-em
I wasn't plannin on but, if they keep starin I'ma slug-em
so what if my eyes are bloodshot and my pant saggin to the floor
that means I'm high as hell but, what you keep starin for?
my life is my problem so quit look at me or it'll be yours too
what I mean is if you keep starin you gonna end up swollen and black and blue

talk the shit up thinkin they got some kinda opinion that matters
the only way that shit could have meaning is if u Marshall Mathers
talkin about fightin and killin thats shit yall niggaz dont know
real gangstas dont type shit they have audio flows
but go ahead and use phrases from your favorite cds
listenin to G-unit prayin to the lord "make me a gangsta please"
soldiers wannaBees, back in the school yard got teased
chaffed and laughed at til you cried with your face in your knees
sorry to reveal all these startling facts about homies
all yall niggaz is just puttin on an act you dont know me

Motha fuckin fagets wont step down, they wanna battle me/
well your too weak hearted, you puss, quit tryin to saddle me/
they thought that i left cuz i was scared, cuz i was runnin away/
but they didnt turn around and see what i left 'em, a fuckin grenade/
I didnt have to make'em beg, or even hear them scream/
I just saw they body parts shootin up like red and green/
so i sat and watched the fire go down, there bodies went down too/
and then 5-0s pulled in. Now its time for round 2/

with the impotent of ~special Verses~
ripping minds like a discoutn of the ~Varial Surface~
but i still came with ideas that ~Donated Verses~
like the wind in my mind tring and ~Isolatea Merges~
so as i came and destroyed and ~Demolish Emcees~
they come to me and said man u ill so i ~Emolished a Dreams~
and i sacrified life over matter just to try and ~Crusify Death~
cause im a murderer and i doubt the fact im a ~Clasified Legend~
but one day i widh to be the illest to reside the ~Amplified Sessions~

there ain't no motherfuckin sodiers on the front line#-
just a bunch of young niggas who sayin that they want mine#-
trying they hardest to become top niggas in this world of thugs#-
til they see some another nigga gettin plugged with hollow point slugs#-
cause real niggas don't fear niggas keep ya ear to the streets#- and hear niggas they gettin near nigga better have ya heat#-

I'll pop two in tha ruck// just for speakin that junk//
meet me in tha cypha// know this thing just got fucced//
like pot~luck// I brought~duck// buckin down clucks//
get popped up// like swiss cheese// keep them arms~up//
you got jacked// who wants that// see me an drop back//
get rep for my dirty deeds// l'm rollin wit 40 thieves// disorderly//
bankin on the fear of my enemies// come straight on a track// wit a sack of tha chemy weed//

.. Somthin Aint Right Like A Gay fight, I'll Clown On You Worse then Leno On Late Nate ..
..Like a Baby's Rattel You Babble And You talk Like a Baby Too..
..Your A Bitch Needin To be Slapped Like Ugly Ladies Do, And You..
..Know I flow Like Hydro On water, Cant Beat Me so Dont Bother..
..sick of fake Asses they Get Blown Like Ashes Get Blasted Im Laughin..
..Rap Battle's May Be a Joke may I note theres Dickryderz, So I take off My coat..
..Ryde Bitchen But Got you Listen Of what All your Flow Is Missin..
Sooner or Later you'll Know it's Your - self That You Dissin !?!?..

What the fuck is up wit those COCK SUCKING VIRGINS DOWN AT EBAY,
you computer internet junkies GET LIVES, you're so FUCKING GAY,
you really fucked me on that BID ebay cock sucking dick lover fucking COCK SPIT SWALLOWIN VIRGIN EYED FUCKEN NERDS,
CHANGE YOUR WHOLE FORMAT UP SO I CANT WIN A MOTHERFUCKING BID AND YALL NIGGAZ IS STILL ASKIN ME TO RELOG IN, ILL FUCKEN KILL YOU ALL, YA HEARD?
FUCKEN BITCH MADE ASS FUCKEN ONLINE TRADING SITE DICKRIDING FUCKEN SHIT EATING PRICKLORDS,
IM GONNA SEND YALL NIGGAZ TO FUCKING HELL SO I SUGGEST U START PRAYIN FOR MERCY TO THE LORD

FUCK EBAY----DONT BUY FROM THOSE FUCKEN TITE ASS BITCHES NIGGA, BUNCHA FUCKEN MONKEYS RUN THAT SITE NIGGA

Philosopher King -- I rhyme to impress.
My flow is immaculate, my hair is a mess.
I'm unkempt, not like Shawn -- my skills are legitimate.
Making you suckers look almost illiterate.
But back to my hair -- people stare as I walk by.
I think it's unfair that I'm not like some bald guy,
Should I cut it? Fuck it, the prices are all nuts,
Ten, fifteen bucks even at lame-ass Supercuts?
I don't need some barber to leech off my cash flow --
I've got my own problems already like Lando.
Not like I'm expecting to get the girls anyway --
Heck, far as they're concerned, I might as well be gay.
Might as well get a razor and shave it off instead,
Soon as I find a cap big enough for my swelled head.

'Staight A', should of been 'Straight A' but i miss typed it....
jus like the life ive lived an now ma mind stuck on a 'mic spit'....
an write with, i jus handle ma'self down an try to fight it,.......
but the anger in-side kills an starts a fight with a guy i aint liking....,
So start wit me, literally... keyboard skill aint sh*t to ma knifing...
so u can act gangsta over the phone line, but not face to face in the lighting...,
Why not come over here, see whos hyping ure un-liking...,
but make sure u got the body armour, coz bullets ripe in the night kid.

Physically Damage ya Intestines While Digesting
Taking Part In Investments Avoiding Congestines
A Freestyle Off tha Top Lyrically Dishandling ya mentality
Physitality I Master Fatalities Visioning Brutality
My Mind Keeps Thinking like a Kid Wit Nuting
Decimal,Cops Kicks fo Birds...Like Feagles Puntin(Eagles Kicker)

I'm tired of the countless cyphers in here of hurt shit
Ery other fuckin verse i read is absolutley worthless
These kids need ta learn how ta rap right, trap sight
Get attention spans wrapped tight with track fights
I only smoke haze that glows purple like black lights
Erybody's tryna elevate but really you all lack hieght
Really you should re-adjust, or it's that the beat must
Cause with them lyrics truth is you'll never reach us
I breach trust, bass and music hotter than Beat Nuts
Bleach Cuts, more pain inflicted just so I can seat such
Shabby verses, un-even lines they just so badly worded
Madly blurted, got under my skin so i had'a sadly hurt shit

fuck that I'm spittin and I ain't rappin about guns
a thugged out nigga? ain't claimin to be one
this rap is a craft to be perfected only by the real
lyrics bound up tightly so when they hit, you can feal
the words spoken by the man or woman who just said it
if you think you'll make through business on image, forget it
that shit's just pathetic emcees tryin be the next B.I.G. or Pac
Didn't you muthafuckas see that both them niggas got shot
both dead so all the thug shit meant nothing in the end
a rivalry spawned over words killed two niggas that was friends