Official Freestyle Thread

Another Rhyme from the Other Side of the Coast
Brothers Ride ta die..like Murder She Wrote
Words Be the only Thing that Keep Me from Slitting my Throat
Wat u think im a Joke? Shit i'll Hit ya with this Index and just give a Swift Poke,
Then Watch you Decompose, like in a Dungeon back in the Midevil dayz..
fags get choked for being Made, Species Play so i Eat Meat in Caves
Weaklings beat like Rugs, this white Mug sealin loyalty with Tight Hugs
the Mic'z Done, i'm stilled Hyped UP ta Type Fuck..maybe Another Night huh?

you best to upgrade son,
2.0 fix,
86 that small time gangsta shit,
roc the vest so the shots dont phase wen they hit,
I spit digital scripts,
Firewire, Wiretaps and Microchips,
keep my clips filld with teflon coated tips,
Im deadly from my desktop,
must have been rocked,
wipe the shop off the block,
fire one,
outta my galactic size glock,
shoot planets, dont panic,
I am the manic, they get frantic over johnny mnemonic.

slang chronic, alcoholic, bang Onyx and slam bitches
me and my whole wheat brothas makin two tone sandwiches
your bitch is in the middle but your hoe ass cant do shit
clip up in the pistol, it dont rap but it do spit
blew shit out the back of ya head for loose lips
ya mamma cryin cryin cryin as she pooper scoop it
for all yall tryin im firin iron, yall bitches cant do shit
keep workin construction and tellin fools that you move bricks
my weapon is bustin burstin and flushin you out
all that wet you be smokin must be rustin you out
im bustin two out, 17 shots multipled twice
chop em chickens up and serve em wit fried rice
shot them pigeons up, yall aint flippin the bird
put two in the dome and then ya bitch get the third
you aint the shit yous a turd, bitch im givin the word
find ya hoe next day stripped in the ditch wit no purse

Recognize lyrical knives fly and hit my opponets eyes
As i analize ya movements you fail to succeed, i'm master ya student
Who sent ya fools in to be severly beaten, as i'm proven champ
The one to lamp outside enemie camps, then trample you tramps
Charge you with the force of 2 rams, first u get rammed, then slammed
Impact of the attack causes erosions on land
Hope you understand u wasn't quick enough, know u lay in the sand
Know i get love from ya lady, while you married to both of ya hands

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Originally Posted by james

Recognize lyrical knives fly and hit my opponets eyes
As i analize ya movements you fail to succeed, i'm master ya student
Who sent ya fools in to be severly beaten, as i'm proven champ
The one to lamp outside enemie camps, then trample you tramps
Charge you with the force of 2 rams, first u get rammed, then slammed
Impact of the attack causes erosions on land
Hope you understand u wasn't quick enough, know u lay in the sand
Know i get love from ya lady, while you married to both of ya hands

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thats some hot shit *D

eyes wide open when I kill you sending ya straight
to hell, heard satan's beats and saw lyrical fire from mc skale.
Dis ya in brail feel'n bumpy with
the lyrics sent to ya from air mail, more goofy than a
slave get'n away on a white whale. Hate male who's
charged in tims with good merit, took so much lsd
got ya thinking my rhymes are best said by a french
parrot. Fed him carrots with a little bit of ranch
dressing, skeet on ya girls eyes and told her to thank
me for the glossy blessing. I'm just messing but I'll
still skeet on ya bitch, got ya infected before the
game and have ya throw'n a fever pitch. Cut the
bitch cause I'm here to protect and sever, "dude
where's your dick?" lost the prick to ya girl who's full
of terror.

late at night sparing little time
abusing it, using it, it's soul is mine
feeling the rhythmn requires no senses
just common sense and no bias defenses
living it up like a newlywed
then winding down like my wife is dead
a balance between, where's the line?
it's two crossed together, that's just fine
a vow of silence doesn't fully limit
i'm just as corrupt as when i begin it

Armor Dented from my Armmageddon Methods
Start ta Repent Quick..cuz you soon find out if there's a Heaven
With this Art of War, im Hard..like Earth's Outer Core
Dis-Regard da Law, Flip chicks Heart on my Beck n Call
Let me Brawl, ready for any dead-beat ta try and be Deadly
He'll Flee, befo i even use a Meta. or a Multi, ya'll See..
Guard ya Teeth, cuz my Mark is Already Started ta Be..

no offence ^ did'n mean to pick on yo

ta be what? a mark ? bitch let me see ya fingaz
that the same index with which you point out to ni66az
to get ya dam cut means suckin like them bitches
who i ram on the street when i push my pedal
to the metal or bone i just don't know any more
i haven't slept all week.../smoke makes my lung sore
last nite i had to bitch smack a nigga fo cursin on my momma
that's the only piece of advice you're willing to get before i start the drama
put aside my momma bitch!...let's go back to bitch heaven
meaning yo neybo-hood streets knockin from 7 to eleven
there are seven deadly sins and you just crossed the line
team up with whites that are dangerous and start collecting spines in pine trees

peace

impale em wit a holy cross,
season em wit hot sauce//
holocaust,
traveled back in time and slayed Betsy Ross//
fuck a flag, fuck amerikkka,
my main competitor//
was slain wit estoeric style,
reverse ya smile//
Verseatyle, hostile,
the villain on Green Mile//

Fairly rusted.
and not to be trusted.
the only one to steal a stick of gum,
and get busted.

never rhyme while youre drunk. it doesnt work....

cant rhyme when you drunk mothafucka you weird
ill spit-da hard shit ta the hard liquor, fuck beer
hand on my dick, im gone off that rum
tryna find me a bitch wit a ring in her tongue
i dont dress fly no more, for who, fuck women
new kicks gettin bent up from too much kickin
scuffed tims on the block bitch the weed is on me
go ahead and call the po-lice bitch we the army
ho please you cant understand how i function
fuck around and make yourself a target for nothin
startin from nothin, what you know about that
barkin and frontin, bitch fuck you know about rap?
what you know about what i do every day
come from all angles get paid every way
fuck spittin game ill get laid anyway
tryna stop what you started get sprayed anyway
im in this shit, thats why ill be the one to finish it
splittin wigs, then tossin bitches off in a ditch

I grew up on corners where funeral mourners were just about as common as rich folks eating Top Ramen
Or white teens in bright tees deciding to shoot for loot and Ni-kes
Never out for the wealth, just valued my mental health
Put my mentality on the conveyor belt, and studied the stealth
Thoughts I had, too bad for anyone else to challenge me for my belt
So I looked straight in the mirror, decided to challenge myself

Challenge Myself, ta grow up, and get my c.d Out ta Sell on Da Shelf
Tell em I Felt, Welts as da Belt Melted my White Skin, I'm Writin'...
for the Fight of all Fights like Thunder vs Lightnin'... I'm In a Perfect Sphere
killin more Queers then inmates on deathrow bout ta get da Electric Chair
Let em Fear, da Settings i Set in da Air, Sex then a Tear ...

put a rubba on ya head then post ya ass on this thread
humiliate you in front of a live audience before you go to bed
watch the blood start to clot whether you like it or not
slow down bra there's no one there to see you perform when you
try to travel on ya fagg air just to get to the spot
where they all point fingaz
make fun of wack niggaz
pick on high wack cats with itchy trigger fingers
i'm here to bring the ruckus an make fun of y'all i saw
that greezy shit bag tryin to come at me with a chainsaw.

ps. as i said before, someone tell me what to do. do i need to improve? how?

Danger flows, strangle foe's, heartbeat slows//
until it stops, drop tha body off where nobody knows...//
The-Trouble-I-See, B-E-T to M-TV//
that shit disgusts me, can you spell S-L-A-V-E?//
The truth hurts, best believe tha Villain Verse kicks dirt//
you burn in hell while im laughin', brushin' ash off tha shirt//
A demon in the flesh? Or possibly this man is possessed?//
Im just a man wit a plan to lay ya head on ya chest//