All I do is sit courageous in my abandoned shitty home//
Tryin to relocate all the catz I’ve known, that are now deceased//
Damn, why can I just let them rest-in-piece, but for now infumez//
Are the least, of my troubles, I’m sick of tryin to work out lyrical puzzles//
Ridin with MC’s wearing muzzles, sick of girly pitiable tussles//
Picking up rappers fossils, that have, past their-expiry-date//
Tyrin to catch the fuckin bus, when I’m only two-minutes-late//
Fired-from-work, everyday, trouping through-filthy-muck//
Actin like I don’t give-a-fuck, I got a attitude problem like-donald-duck//
I battle to chance-my-luck, but underneath I’m just not cut out for it//
Sometimes I just wanna quit, only for my love would I take-a-hit//
Of lead, only way I’ll die, is to make my own demise bed, I was led//
Into believing that this was the way, gangsta’s, scum and drug dealers//
I hang wit every day, I leave you now in the words of Pimp C//
bitch that I fuck, you have to bring 4 18 wheelers, fill em from//
back to front. I'm Pimp C bitch, ain't no mistakin', niggaz //

yo, uppin for some feedback!

Uh....Yeah.That was aiight I guess.Spend a little more time on your rhymes.

aight, uppin - it was a very quick freestyle, was playing snooker at da time, lol!

Are the least, of my troubles, I’m sick of tryin to work out lyrical puzzles//
Ridin with MC’s wearing muzzles, sick of girly pitiable tussles//
Picking up rappers fossils, that have, past their-expiry-date//
Tyrin to catch the fuckin bus, when I’m only two-minutes-late//

Good quick freestyle..you are elevating well man

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go vote on my battle man

that shit is hot man keep that shit up man

Good Job man. I liked the rhymes. But there is room for improvement

J,ur a queer an can't give anybody advice!you need to stick to writin childrens story books like cat an tha hat an shit aight!And whut about our battle.

im a begginer i need some tips tell me what you think


my life is an endless struggle i keep running into things that get me in trouble i guess im too humble when i stumble i have to pick myself up i know im never giving up sitting in a parking lot smoking pot with my dawgs just chillin with my head back not prepared to attack i have to keep from slacking i think im lacking sanity my dawgs and me we roaming the streets with our fast beats acting like we will never go home we aint got time to worry no time to hurry we just chillin like a bunch of villains not involved in no killins we never know if we get the chance to hang like we used to back when we were in school