Official Freestyle Thread

Oxycotin continues, a spot in my tissues
Issues don't matter, with jams gathered
Snuffed up nose, then flows back throat oh
Drips to stomach, tummy damn I'm dummy
Money disappears clear, outta sight
Tight is not in my vocab, when I go bohab
On drugs, no grub or I grab toilet blab
Spoil it, not...the puke is the spot
Gets me got, shot not any action
This is a fraction of a former self
Indulged in dormant shelf of personality
Cursed drowsidly, maybe that's a word
Maybe not or so I've heard, this flow is weak
Too jammed to even speak, this week peaks
With the seek for treats, tricks bitch
Which fix do I really crave, but save the grave
Never blazed, I don't fuck with weed I need
Depressants constantly supressin', this stressin'
Blessin'? No, it's a test of woe, the best know
When you let this pest grow, you have addiction
An affliction I'm not tryin to be stickin', but it's good
As long as it's understood, that I could and can
Take a break from jams, I got plans but not many
Awaiting the pen B, plenty of cases upcoming
That's what I'm drumming up an old habit
Summin' up the math, then grab it, cheap
Break, snort, repeat, this steep slope
Creep floats my mindstate, that I find great
Whatever, I'm better now that ever
Friday it'll be E and J, no play for ox-ay
By prox-ay this stock-ay, junkbox's got moxie, spot me

infa-red verses spot spot-rushers murked on the surface..
Spits surfin'..unleash rhyme waves..world of whirlwinds..
silver surfer glidin', nickel plated nine packin' tyrant..
i'm defiant..pigs find my foes layin' behind fire hydrants..
Water-proof, sonnin' dogs like Suge sonned Snoop..
Free Mumia, before the friction starts, i pop clips without fear..
raps rippin' through flesh the way Wolverines claws tear..
dart damage severe, i watch rivals fall like tears..
2007 my year, i'm gettin' money like Miller beer owners..
Extorting big bank owners, splurge on trees, and corona's..
taking blood from donors, chokin' niggas like homer does Bart..
Making chicken coochies fart, pop em' like tarts..
marks chop em' like bark, i'm on another mission to embark..

So I Dont Blaze.. No More.. Fucken Bored.. I Dont Give A Fuck.. This Is My Life.. I Wrote Some Rhymes.. Today.. I Was Taking A Shit.. I Was At Work.. It Wasnt Even .. My Break.. I Just Left... That Shit Was Funny .. I Gave Some Verses To Charity .. You Can Call It That I Guess .. I Wrote That Mess.. That Stuff .. On The Seat Covers.. It Was The Cover .. Cover... >>>i Pulled It Out.. I Wrote It Out On The Back... I Didnt Give A .. >> I Wrote.. What Was On My Head.. Inside My Head.. On Bitches.. Some Bitches. It Was Sick.. <, Something Like 420 No More.. Pickup Hoes.. Girls Im Sorry .. So I Treat Them With Respect.. That Was From Memory .. Like Going 2 L.a. >> But Not Really .. Not Us.. My Uncle.. Going Taking Off.. >>2 Guawnawjuawtoe {guanajuato} >> His Childhood Home. .. That Metaphor.. That Skill .. << That Common Sense.. <<that Shit Made My Friend Laugh. .. I Didnt Even Have It Written.. . That Fool Was Trippin Out.. I Started Trippin Out.. << It Was What I Always Do.. >. They .. They Were Angry.. I Think They Seen It.. << I Heard About It.. > I Think They.. Now As Of That Moment.. Know Knew.. What Was Up.. >>who They Were Messing With.. <i Think They Called Me.. >> They Reffered.. To As An Old Man.. I Started Laughing.. << I Was Rolling .. Not A Joint.. >>it Was Witty.. Some People Were Pretty Witty .. That Fool. Had Jokes.. >>.this Real Quick.. > This B.m. ... In Front Of Me.. Oh Shit.. Her Brother .. Her Little Sister.. >> I Dont Know Her. She Looks Familiar.. << Have We.. I Dont Know.. >> Air Fresh Not From Outside.. Where Did She Go... ..<< What The Fuck.. Oh.. She's In The Restroom. . She Went.. She Came Back.. She's Back... Now Its Safe.. >>dont Be Alarmed... Its Safe.. <, I Play Ball .. I Went To This Park. . Last Week..<< It ... Great.. Good .. Swish.. Sick... << It Was In Fontana... What Damn.. >> I'm Saying ... Mentioning.. Names. Damn Man... <, Streaks In Her Hair.. Punker Bitches... >> Not A Stereotype.. Im About 2 Get Thrown Out.. Like Uncle Phil.. >. Im All Day.. >> Im All Day.... >> Like Right Now.. Sick.. < No Other Words.. > On The Court.. Damn I Just Found Out.. I Was A Mouse.. The No - I Could Pass. .> My Shot From Anywhere.... >anger Rage.. It Blows Up.. <, I Take Alternatives.. .. Red Is Like The Coyote.. >. I Trip Out.. Like.. >> Yesterday In The Bank.. > Fuck That Fool . What.. >> You're Trying .. Talk .. Talk Talk .. Shit.. I Heard U.. >> I Should Of Socked U In Ur Face.. >> Little Bitch.. >> Im Saying This. You Know Who I Am.. > U Cant Tell Me . What .. What Is Inside.. >>something Else.. Cali.. << Out Of High School Fresh.. Not Really.. >. Im Done .. I'm Over With That.. >> Been.. I'm Not Bin Or A Paisa.. >> {piesaw} Miracle Hell No.. > I Dunk Hanging On The Rim.. >>so I Walk Around.. <, I My Memorized.. <, I Scream Them Out Loud.. >> I Scream Them At People.. >> They Dont Here.. >> They Dont See Me.. < Im Spitting It As I Walk.. >> That's Fucked Up .. She Went Outside.. < Im Not .. No Fucken Freak.. <, Come Back. .. In .. I'll Go Get U .. . U Come Back. . I Teach Macks.. Games.. Tito Me.. I More.. More.. >> No More... Notebooks..way More.. << This Is No.. No Wicked.. Almost Crickets.. There Is No Breeze.. >> Ending Crossing The Street.. ....-----



As U Could Tell Its Not.. Not Finished.. >> Here.. I Finally.. >> Reached My Fade.. <, My Moms .. My Mom.. She Was Outside.. Waiting.. Having No Paper.. She Gave Me. One.. A Recycling.. Center Receipt.. Scribbled With Groceries. >> I Didnt Care.. After Work. I Was Like Give Me A Pen.. >>

What the fuck was that? Dude, nobody wants to hear what you did today...write a fucking rhyme.

This Was 3 Weeks Ago. .. // That Sounds Like A Battle

This Was 3 Weeks Ago. .. // That Sounds Like A Battle

No, it doesn't. I don't battle non-sensical weirdos anymore.

Give to the poor and needy not the greedy
Only concerned with getting high of the weedy
Them hoes be acting skank and skeezy
Make a little doe then it goes to their head getting cheezy
Off the alcohol feeling breezy
Squeezing triggers like some breast very easy
I keep the lyrical vest and fuck trying to impress
Girls first have to undress and show and prove to me who´s best
The game is already won yes
I'm not a preacher but they do confess
Wack rhymes give em' a rest
I´m not 5 Owe, though weak rhymes stop or arrest
On some handcuff that hoe then pass me their doe
Rolling in some snow
My nuts blow
Front row at any show
Powerful like oil in Iraq you know
Left deposits in thier hair Soul Glow


:mexico:

Soul Glow, get a hole blown in your chrome dome
i only spit for real killahs, to hell with a love poem
aint no corny rap bitch that stay claimin he pack clips
fuck all u lames that get aimed at for target practice
talkin bout what u did and what u think u gonna do
with your mouth wide open to catch some slugs in you
that type of shit is pathetic i let u know how i dead it
baseball bat, face get whacked til your head split
then well know for sure there wasnt nothin inside
im in your lady house naked, i got nothin to hide
she wet me up wit a suck so it smash that smoothly
we wet u up wit that BLLLLLLLLUK from a black ass uzi
what u tryin to prove to me, claimin yous a G
even these bitches is witnesses and they sayin yous a P
U to the S S Y, bitch watch these teks get fly
once u swallow a hollow youll never tell another lie

Another lie, brother...don't try, supply runs dry
Cry, bitch and moan, the why, which questions flown
Interrogatin' the great an' waitin, testin' patience
Haitian crazy, rob and beat ass like I was Swayze
Maybe I'm a little hazy, crazy...you don't phase me
I raise me an army, swarmy marmaduke dogs
Cogs in a machine, runnin' clean, mean and obscene
Glisten and gleen, listen to steam...cream evaporates
Re-saturates and rains down, monsoon lagoon
I'm the boon and the bane, soon you'll know my name
Crane carryin' weight splatterin', shatterin' bone to marrow
Fly you bitch bird sparrow, catch an arrow carefully aimed
To maim and lame, you cry like dame, damsel in distress
Hog tied and pressed to train tracks, I'm dastardly bastard
Master of disaster, cast you in concrete feet you sleep deep
Not a peep, briney while your family weeps whiney, crying
No casket, a tisket a tasket...your head in a basket
Baskin' while detects askin', where's my tracks been
Tryin' on trappin', this ill captain of rappin', not happenin'
Stop actin', it's a fact when it comes to crackin', action
You slackin' and lackin, never backin' what you mouth's yackin'

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Originally Posted by AcidPhosphate69

Another lie, brother...don't try, supply runs dry
Cry, bitch and moan, the why, which questions flown
Interrogatin' the great an' waitin, testin' patience
Haitian crazy, rob and beat ass like I was Swayze
Maybe I'm a little hazy, crazy...you don't phase me
I raise me an army, swarmy marmaduke dogs
Cogs in a machine, runnin' clean, mean and obscene
Glisten and gleen, listen to steam...cream evaporates
Re-saturates and rains down, monsoon lagoon
I'm the boon and the bane, soon you'll know my name
Crane carryin' weight splatterin', shatterin' bone to marrow
Fly you bitch bird sparrow, catch an arrow carefully aimed
To maim and lame, you cry like dame, damsel in distress
Hog tied and pressed to train tracks, I'm dastardly bastard
Master of disaster, cast you in concrete feet you sleep deep
Not a peep, briney while your family weeps whiney, crying
No casket, a tisket a tasket...your head in a basket
Baskin' while detects askin', where's my tracks been
Tryin' on trappin', this ill captain of rappin', not happenin'
Stop actin', it's a fact when it comes to crackin', action
You slackin' and lackin, never backin' what you mouth's yackin'

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All About Action! Don't Talk Crap Then..When i React..ya Actin'
like nothing Happened and all that was said is in da Past Tense!
im a One of a Kind Asset..I'm Kind..but don't take Advantage!
i Surpass the Standards..Stand Stern Rather then follow the Pattern!

Talk crap? Get a map and retrace you steps, take offense to past tense
Like I crashed ya fence, hence your time spent, to dent what I went
And said, please you need to breathe eased, did my verse not appease
Your likings? Well, I'm a viking...pillage and burn through bars
My spillage of word chars, scars from afar you star in no show
Why you gonna try and blow spots? Like you grows hot from flame
Your name means nothing to me, try call bluff you get stuffed, it's rough
I don't just talk tough, you ought to get some thought and not test
My crest, my pride...my willin' to ride, you surpass nothing, stand aside
Need to emphasize, punctuatin' ya hatin', intent on lyrical debatin'
You prolly waitin' for a response, a rebuttal..then you scurry, scuttle
To keyboard fo words you think swords, my verbs disperse herbs in hordes
Of course you're gonna come back, with a pack of stacked text next
Or worse you're gonna bum track, spit some whack crack vexed set
This is an art, my darts fly...I don't try, to be something I ain't
How quaint...you think you lyrical saint, with delyrical imperail paint
Don't judge, get begrudged you get smudged, sludged and slogged
Bogged down in frowns abound, you astround me with you crown
Of shit, just take what I say for what it is, that wis-dom is whizz-un
Through the air to ensnage, those who dare...this is getting long mon frair
Is that french, I lost my train of thought, explain I shall not I'm tired
You wired and this is getting senseless, from start to finish
My want for this diminished, if you want to battle, send PM in the AM
This mayhem is just coming out my fingers, I can't think of a good way to end this so yeah...no rhymes this is the end.

Yeah, I'm tired...I just really don't see what your problem was in the first place...if it was no problem...well, my bad..I need cigs and the store is closed.

haha naw no problem just free'n it i guess..

Shit, my bad...I thought you were trying to son on me. Whatever...it's all good. I honestly liked that line about the past tense though...not dickridin', just saying.

Yeah, I have a tendency to keep going if I can't come up with a good way to end shit...I didn't mean for that to be like half a fucking page.

good lookin ya shits nice as well