freestyle... ish

... critical criticism cracking lyricism re-inacting fictional rapping/
inhibitualism testing the flow's friction through a multi-colored prism/
flippin' rhythm among visual visions after vision splittin' mental prisons/
liftin' crimson ink outta the thing we think when digital thoughts sink/
deep and deeper into the deeply driven depth of trying to be dope/
writing the thing we write till its wrote and dreams break till broke/
and the pen spoke and awoke screams of ill provoked/
sliding down the hill of skill on a never ending slope/
with rhymes fusing the useless un-usable clueless lines that we fuse/
to leave topics beaten, battered, leakin' waste matter showing its abused/
shattered objects preachin' the flow that's slowing/
and owning your soul poking holes digging deep for seeds and growing/
making drugs the love that you're craving when you're lonely/
lathing the days passing till your grave's dug for all your homies/
homeless, disconnected phone, your brain cells are fried, no free roaming/
wrist slitting prone too alone to know self recognition/
when at home hearing voices off the record spitting/
static scratches the dome pondering the meaning of what's meant to be/
it attaches actions acting happy rapping crappy handing jack my rhyme stickers/
out to people biting, still wondering why you're pondering the meaning of what's meant to be/
honoring life like it was the un-gettable get to see/
in a jar with wishes watching with eyes wanting to be/
that person hurting suffering all that life's supposed to bring/
singing the song sung when your head's hung low/
with no response to any one when on acid that shouldn't know/
rapid habits making life's living addicts adding additives smashing laxatives/
cuz shit in this world isn't needed, no one will have it/

i'm done... i don't know how long this took me, but itz a freestyle... so blah


signed,
~madd

WE MUST COLLAB THAT WAS TO FUCKING HOT

ill stuff you elevain mad, stay up.
joey

DIs was off the chain
this was really tight

Yeh this was nice a free, a lot like a tongue twister, the first coupla bars made it powerful and strong... I liked the rhythm it was quicc, internal rhymes wordking with the multies and it showed through with a good flow... The vocab was iLL throughout, powerful, hard hitting words and phrases, you structured your sentences well... Wordplay was always working, a lot of similes, more punches woulda made this a flawless piece, but you still impressed... The only thing that it lacced was substance, aint something you wanna read again, but im feeling it mos def... Keep spitting and elevating...

Peez...

thanks to all who replied

now i know what sleepers are


uppin'

it was ill my tounge is a bit twisted from it and wen tat happens well its gotta be some hot shit yo keep it up and yo if and wen u get a chance could u look at mine and let me kno wat u think thanx

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keep lethal in thy beatin heart/
let thy tactix slip life falls apart/


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there's almost no respect on this open mic forum... damn