In bare-knuckle boxing,speed is the object
weavin and dodging with defensive blocking

I blew the fuck up, even though it was short and abrupt
I was the first rapper to ever to close orbit the sun

First rapper to speak over beats dogmatically
Mixed with Elizabethian drama and tragedy
-Canibus

Homophobic? Nah, you're just heterophobic
Starin' at my jeans, watchin my genitals bulgin (Ooh!)
-eminem

"Jesus died at age 33, there's thirty-three shots
from twin glocks there's sixteen apiece, that's thirty-two
Which means, one of my guns was holdin 17
Twenty-seven hit your crew, six went into you"

-Nas, One Mic

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"Drivin up the block in the car that they shot ’pac in
Lookin for big’s killers, dressin' ridiculous
Blue and red like I don’t see what the big deal is
Double barrel twelve gauge bigger than chris wallace
Pissed off, cause biggie and ’pac just missed all this
Watchin all these cheap imitations get rich off ’em
And get dollars that shoulda been there’s like they switched wallets
And amidst all this crist’ poppin and wristwatches
I had to sit back and just watch and get nauseous"

em, marshell mathers

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And if it's not a rapper that I make it as
I'ma be a fuckin rapist in a Jason mask
-eminem

Jacked her then I asked her who's the man; she said, "B-I-G"
Then I bust in her E-Y-E

I'm using rubbers so they won't trace the semen
The black demon, got the little hookers screamin
-Biggie,dead wrong

"makin a porno clip with no plot and im the only guy in it" - ill bill... hahaha

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"..cuz they sounded like idiots...they went form gold to silter to platinum.//
After the new melinium they'll be wearing Iridium.
They so gassed, if a bitch suck they dick they'd prolly buss helium.//"

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"Lock oyu in a time capsule..smash the console.
Shit on you in reverse, suck you IN a brown hole."//

Canibus - Rip vs. Bis

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Beat you to death with weapons that eat through the flesh
And I never eat you unless the fuckin, meat looks fresh
-eminem

Throwin my clothes out the windows, so when the wind blows
I see my Polos and Timbos

Any plans with another bitch, my bitch'll spoil it
One day, she used my toothbrush to clean the toilet
-Biggie

"Who wanna battle? I'm bad to the bone marrow
The Earth got one sun but I walk with three shadows"

"MCs will compete with lyrics and beats get crushed
I'll hit you in your chest so hard, your shoulders will touch"

WHAT! ... canibus

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"I'm the illest nigga alive watch me prove it
I snatch a crown with your head still attatched to it
Canibus is the type who'll fight for mics
beatin' niggas to death and beatin' dead niggas to life"

OOOooo shit.. fucking sick.. his whole verse in that song was pretty ill..

canibus, 4,3,2,1

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Killin yall niggas on that lyrical shit
Mayonaisse colored benz i push miracle whips
-Kanye West- Last Call

Travel so much catch the kid wit a singer
By touchin my doorbell, the only way i'll put a ring on ya finger
-Lloyd Banks- Groupie Love

Catch me in the club, couple G's and a banger thang
High cuz i go through more trees than Orangatangs
-Lloyd Banks- Fall Back

Ya bullshits irrelevant fam
Longest nose on the block, the hood'll call me elephant man
-Joe Buddens-

We dont engage in war, we elope
Orange juice style beat niggas to a pulp
-Jay-z-

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Open Mic's

Lick Shots=Hitchcock feat Paul Cain and The Sick One
Opposite of Cold= The Cartel
Dear Others=Hitchcock
Kill That Static=Hitchcock

"If I dont Make it to God, IM GONNA RAISE HELL............. until its Heaven"

-Jay Z, wen he says it in this freestyle it sounds alot doper than on the song from The Black Album......i wrote it like he says it, cuz he sounds all angry and loud sayin "Im gonna raise hell", and than gets real soft for the heaven part. I was like..... "DAMN!!!!" wen i heard that

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...The real Renegade before Hova...

Your face, my feet, they meet, with stompin
I'm rippin MC's from Tallahassee, to Compton
-biggie

Out on the battling tip my verbal lateral grip
Keeps my tongue glued to the A-Dat when I'm trackin' 'em swift
Let my spit lubricate the chap on my lips
And make you rappers have fits 'cause I'm back in the mix
Forget a pad and a pen, I write rhymes on an IBM
Ebonics is dead, the binary language is in
Canibus practices in a room wit a thousand candles lit
Meditating on this rapping shit
-canibus,ill bust em,you punish em