Official Freestyle Thread

this is just my metamorphisis, i morph with the power of Morpheus
to lips to trigger the lyrics i spit, i flip like a schitzophrinic with the dences mind liquid
design here i inflicted, the hectic graphic effects i flex, spiritual and physical, what am i missin
like ses, best of both worlds, etched and sketched shakin to death, cant test a ghost's murals
but i insist, u cant sense the presents of a wrongful message, liek an excorsist reaching for gods essence
you obsessive bastard, truth'll set your free, but its only the lies u capture
i speak the rapture of intellekts chapter, fool.......thats for you

Ya'll know tha rate of how i seperate knecks from heads is high
Test this guy u better be fit to spit insecticide, all jokes aside
I ride right on ya block and drop ya flock chopped on top of benches
Bring tension against em' watch em' start lynchin's off intentions
Souldiers salute stand at attention, let's go to war arm ammo benchin'
Wrench-in my right hand, tool strike ya head, bloodflow paints ya garbage can
Red ant style i feast on professionals at rap congressionals
Addressin' those whov'e gathered to gather tha know-ledge of lessons i drop at sessions know is tha time lime-light bombin' breath out storm-in
Out performin' 6 n' tha morning tha nonchalant swordsman
Pouring acid rain on these lames wit darts of boredom
who want beef better go to Wendy's and remember Biggie's warning

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Originally Posted by Intellekt

this is just my metamorphisis, i morph with the power of Morpheus
to lips to trigger the lyrics i spit, i flip like a schitzophrinic with the dences mind liquid
design here i inflicted, the hectic graphic effects i flex, spiritual and physical, what am i missin
like ses, best of both worlds, etched and sketched shakin to death, cant test a ghost's murals
but i insist, u cant sense the presents of a wrongful message, liek an excorsist reaching for gods essence
you obsessive bastard, truth'll set your free, but its only the lies u capture
i speak the rapture of intellekts chapter, fool.......thats for you

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when i spew the fire of rap desire, collapse your empire, rebuild and i'm your sire
extract what u lack the facts i act upon a wrath so exact i crack your mind state in half
when i pack the mental artillery, plasma bullets and potrigiest shells controle your ability
my molecular mobility supercedes thee to the power of infinity
u cant see my trinity facinity submlinaly leave you in peace, once i leave u decesed...
...chemically, strike the match, now grasp the thought of my hand reaching through...
the past fullfilling the task of these ghastly trants creating an afidavid of aftermath...

...(to be continued)

i'll tape ya brother, rape ya mother-
take ya cousins to war, for playin the dozenz-
words cause fights & shoots outs like wild westerns-
amongst my breatheran & im sick and tired of tellin 'em-
Phillions a veteran, better than you-
its evadent. you got more cheddar than who?-
look! i eat wit snippaz, i'll kill ya cypher-
like a bowl a frosted flakes, im tony the tiger-
he's great! niggaz who hate, holla at me-
im the enemy of the state, bitch holla at me-
laying behind yellow tape, stiff as a board-
another stiff in the morgue for ticking offfffff!
and yo, play times over, gunz in my holstaz-
ready to die! i was born a soldier-
i called you out because i knew you were a lame-
no more than sport, i waiting for the real game-

To dat nigga wit the bitch name! 03ey#(

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Originally Posted by Phillies

i'll tape ya brother, rape ya mother-
take ya cousins to war, for playin the dozenz-
words cause fights & shoots outs like wild westerns-
amongst my breatheran & im sick and tired of tellin 'em-
Phillions a veteran, better than you-
its evadent. you got more cheddar than who?-
look! i eat wit snippaz, i'll kill ya cypher-
like a bowl a frosted flakes, im tony the tiger-
he's great! niggaz who hate, holla at me-
im the enemy of the state, bitch holla at me-
laying behind yellow tape, stiff as a board-
another stiff in the morgue for ticking offfffff!
and yo, play times over, gunz in my holstaz-
ready to die! i was born a soldier-
i called you out because i knew you were a lame-
no more than sport, i waiting for the real game-

To dat nigga wit the bitch name! 03ey#(

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this nigga's gonna get his head cut lyrically. take that shit rhyme some place else. So dont waste your time sone try'n to prove yourself to something that's above you. Peace :loser:

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Originally Posted by Intellekt

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when i spew the fire of rap desire, collapse your empire, rebuild and i'm your sire
extract what u lack the facts i act upon a wrath so exact i crack your mind state in half
when i pack the mental artillery, plasma bullets and potrigiest shells controle your ability
my molecular mobility supercedes thee to the power of infinity
u cant see my trinity facinity submlinaly leave you in peace, once i leave u decesed...
...chemically, strike the match, now grasp the thought of my hand reaching through...
the past fullfilling the task of these ghastly trants creating an afidavid of aftermath...

...(to be continued)

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...aftermath/flying high/like McGrath/we are divided/never invited/to mingle/outside our elected/people/yet multiply/tactics/and resources/minus/the recourses/to add/fuel to/the fire/of this burning/desire/to inquire/and inspire/the generations/that remain/pure thoughts/in the mind/of Almighty/Omnipotent/yet unseen/challenge/ya faith/that lacks/off track/when i contract/your disagreement...

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Originally Posted by Intellekt

......(continued)

when i spew the fire of rap desire, collapse your empire, rebuild and i'm your sire
extract what u lack the facts i act upon a wrath so exact i crack your mind state in half
when i pack the mental artillery, plasma bullets and potrigiest shells controle your ability
my molecular mobility supercedes thee to the power of infinity
u cant see my trinity facinity submlinaly leave you in peace, once i leave u decesed...
...chemically, strike the match, now grasp the thought of my hand reaching through...
the past fullfilling the task of these ghastly trants creating an afidavid of aftermath...

...(to be continued)

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my mind works like oitment, whiles yours remains blured uncured and a dispointment
u see some say i need social maintanece, these dipshits hardly remain peeps, just aquaitences
your fam needs healing, have patience, cause yall fast to talk quick shit...
.....when it hits the fan on the cieling
challenged when i channle the feelings, u cant manage, u only take advantage of what is learing
pearing through the gaping hole in your soul, ur spirits sold when u chose the lies told
sick is the discriptive verb, psychological trick tense main muscle fuck the husstle.....
....the birds on the curb, legit when i rip expose your blood like a crip, i told u sick on a mind trip
decieve u with the mic device like a tripple six mechanism, hells realm trife waiting for the exorcism

..........(to be continued)

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decieve u with the mic device like a tripple six mechanism, hells realm trife waiting for the exorcism

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Flex you isms my verbal scizzors cut designs in em
blinding wizards intoxicate innerds with contrived dinners
mind fissures hotter than hells winter catch a season
words of reason spiced and seasoned defeat is eaten
the meat is beaten disease we're greeting temple treason
scabs and lesions sprouted in different regions we pay allegience
while we're suffering and greiving the flesh is bleeding
knowledge receding from televised signals beaming
leeching feelings rivers filled with parasitic beings....

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Originally Posted by bigben

Flex you isms my verbal scizzors cut designs in em
blinding wizards intoxicate innerds with contrived dinners
mind fissures hotter than hells winter catch a season
words of reason spiced and seasoned defeat is eaten
the meat is beaten disease we're greeting temple treason
scabs and lesions sprouted in different regions we pay allegience
while we're suffering and greiving the flesh is bleeding
knowledge receding from televised signals beaming
leeching feelings rivers filled with parasitic beings....

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to which u feed, instigating then re-creating is what u bleed
try to lead the no double reading, exactly, bald no meanings words receding
im vantalating the hating daily training beyond haties
ur praying plus debating, deals if your soul gets the highest rating
slowly fading, ur grading, an F is still judgeing, could u do that to a whole colony?
psychologically, out the box thinking, the caged remain the same
the way the truth when your doubting, is over your head, still receding
crate faith ya feelings inplode weather u bang, rock red or just hang
just chill, u know the deal, respect for the ill, truth the fuel for will

Killin' guys for be the twice of Jack The Ripper/
Drinkin juice for looks like a thug,then a bitter/
Chinese Arithmethic,check it,Tao Traditions/
How to shine like the sun,son,you know your new mission/
Genius from Vilnius conscious of his rap-power/
<<Life's a bitch,there are not roses and flowers>>/
The truth is this,destiny is like a work/
you better fight for your right for a good future,this is Shook/

fya^

you aint no "krimewave"...u just a Cryin shame.../
fuckin punk watch what your sayin before i unleash the tru meaning of your name.../
anyways yo, fuck "green Bee" an "G-ho!".../
fuck that pussy "taskmaster" actin like he's gonna get jasper thrown out WuCo,.../
"Fuck that"...u know u pussy snitches aint shit.../
whinin babies,...u never went through slavery so why's it so hard for u to forget?...
that we're just as clueless as the next fool when it comes to the oldschool.../
cryin bout a word that aint even cool even when it's used by a black fool.../
this is what i do, ill come in here when im pissed.../
u fuckin booger eatin butt squeeze,...im the last ninja u should diss.../
ill put u in the ground,...nobody attending your funeral.../
your fam treats me like a general an leaves your punks ass to rot into minerals.../
all the the the flowers an around your grave Wilt an die on the regular an shit.../
grass is all decayed an wont grow cuza all the muthafuckin piss.../
that was spilt on your tombstone,...im sicka, IM in the throne.../
leave jasper alone,...fuck it, Five minutes,.I'm goin home

peace

ready to sprout out the temple i'm on a mission
blaze off in range like the spanish inquestion
it a brand new decision about to raid the battlefield
i'm ready to face death and go after battle kills
i'll come like FDR's new deal activist of my time
i'ma take another jurney in the war filled sunshine
to kick a few rhymes and disses so i can develop
and engulf mcee's and seal them in a en-velop
is time to get-up i will leave on a jurney this my intermision
pick up my swords and kunais and wu tradition
i have no indecissions i'm ready to roll
first challange will be an intelleckt show
i'm aimin high i will survive thats a givin
i'm choke em out cause thats my air he's breathin
victory is living why else will you live
is better to take away wat the fuk is to give
mic check one two one two yo check it
gime the swords. *yell*"to the battle field" ima reck it

yeah^

rock D holdin it down to the fullest an all that cool stuff.../
you'll never catch me cuz im always drinkin, rappin an chasin muff.../
like duff...it's that beer that homer drinks.../
most of yall aint got a brain so fuck what u think.../
you know who u r, no one in this thread.../
whatever, im tired,..im goin to bed, "Nuff said"

peace

As The Undead comes though
I blast back hearthearts have that shit going in relapse
watch ure back I flip clips like your mothers clit.
You ain't seen shit it's the ninja I came though to hurt all defenders
Mc's can't touch it try ta double dutch it have you ass striaght flush it!
"Who SHOT Davy Crocket With The Bottle Rocket" I did the Undead and still
they can't top it.
Togakure for life can you feel this I made you who you are and you try to steal this
all angles defining all dimensions.
Uzi SMG on your ass have you smellin stenchs!

Your style is high,it flys like an eagle/
emotions from a consciuos can be just a title/
for a new saga,for a new F.F. episode/
hot rhymes,Firaga,my thundaga kills all codes/
life is just a new war in the name of shaolin/
and I dont know what do,so i'm a ronin/
who can understand the brain of a warrior?/
a confused reflex in the destiny...in a mirror/

in a mirror my right punch to left side of own dome
gettin clearer, my sight jumps, bereft of grown clones
solemn negative image crushed with a piercing glance
bottom sedative meditation flushed, I'm fierce, you sing and dance
steppin fetchit, amos andy candy drone fly army get crushed
protecting a widow queen's pincers tangle web of wet gushed
blown by force of wind, the sorcerer wins by a tapestry of spells
metronome of course keeps time when wind, I gather up the shells

be maxing out my head while listening whats not said
checking out my eyes while peeping friendly skies
going through convulsions though never to be repulsing
from the chimes of the clocks runnning up bells when unlocked
in the skulls where the rings are toned tuned and consumed
lertting it slip away as reality fades and life is once again resumed

Code Red catz get filled wit lead testin' an ol' head
Countin' crazy bread by tha loafs loungin' on tha bed
Hard knocks poundin' my head til' i feel a migrane
When i die put my corpse in fly grains kneck naked no heavy chains
remember James came and conquered tha games bouncer
Flip a emcee like a ounce of that white monster

Yo yo yo

Minz Konceptz automatically connects like tha internet
Phsyco threat, niggas crossin there lives like X an Y intacepts
Makin vets, outta lil posers who think they can drop sick rhymes
Or betta yet explode on a page like a ma fuckin landmine
I'm inclined, to drop rivitin spells of sickness
Occult masta niggah, slingin my darts wid ninja quickness
Thickness of ma rhyme strucuture
Fuckin poruse niggahs battle me like wholes from acupunture

off the dome I pulling heads off like a phone
call... mother fuckers get chewed and mauled
the pews fall as the fools are sprawled out
stank bitches have halitosis of the mouth
get punched out like a employee off the clock
off the rocks check ya ankles pull up ya socks
electrical shocks vibrate the block heads are stomped

yeah

smashin suckaz on the regular,..flowin circle's round em like donuts.../
you dont own shit,..your style str8 up blow's nuts.../
and this shits militant only up in this wu forum.../
u aint puttin me thru all that boredom,.ima stay soarin.../
like an eagle above my tree's an shit.../
swoop down on your clammy ass, snatch up your cream like as if the shit was fish.../
i roll with the quickness,..my crew's the thickest.../
were the most wicked squad of godz to grace you bitches.../
on tha real too,..u know u cant fade my goons'.../
you wont catch shit from me cept for bullet wounds.../
rap like typhoons and own every damn thang like tycoons.../
watch me get "looney tune's",...hell,...you'll learn soon...
10 minutes, naw, prolly seven.../
ima Bishop an u a bitch so ima c ya in heaven or at the Seven Eleven.../
Fuck your weak shit,..AND AIDZ KEEPS ON LEVELIN...

PEACE

now that ive arrived open wide..sesame
rhymes scary and deeply rooted like the sleepy hollow tree
so follow me into the depths of hiphop biology
biters dont swallow me
im sick like dahlmers biography


unstaible ballance on the rim
although i hold the world in my hands im aware that it spins
on a tilted axis.......you got it backwards
thats why i tax herbs like you for practice
with words that givem fractures

up in the lab all night
conimplaiting life with a razor and a mic
crazyier in a fight than tyson with a knife
higher and layzier in life than a sloth on a kyte
pop off.....i juss might.......maybe ill do it tonight
run up in shady records strapped to 50 stix of dynamite

my councelor said i was sick cause im down with triple six
and i raped and tortured a downsyndrome chick
ate out her stink box then smashed her with a brick
then fucked her sumore with my aids infected dick

i keep seein demons , ghosts , and elementals
plus the voices in my head keep sayin "torture your genitals"
so i took a torch to my testicles......and made quite the mess
i kick pregnants whores in they tummy jusss to ease the stress

sumtimes i jerk off onto ouija boards juss for kicks
or sleep out in the woods and wait to rape the blair witch
buy a hooker for the night and fuck her with my fist
and the same time i bust a nut i slit one of my wrists

the bloods always glistnin when im rhymen
i come with the force of ten men against one innocent little hymen
im fine man.....dont even ask
why im fuckin your little sister with jason voorhies mask

im locked up in my own personal prison
waitin to kill the next priest that trys to give me an exorcism
prolly byte out his jugluar and play doctor with him
heres a word of advice people lock up your children


im the sickest nigga prayin to die, my mindz all confused with upside down nines

no questions juss blastin, millitant asassin , ski maskin
hiphop questions im askin
why are all these cats fake as fuck
quik 2 duck when the double barrel starts 2 buck and errupt
lifes corrupt , im one of the only true godz left
like the O.G's talkin mess in ya projects
kill the the stress with the zest
unimpressed wit the cats frontin like the rest
small timers at best

sumtymes life gets ill
thats how u seperate from the dummies and the ones thats reel
talk about skil??
son ive passed you
and raped the demon siren whore that hatched you
laugh at you, without even knowing
my hearts colder than the arctic minus 50 degrees in a blizzard while its snowing
and the god keeps growing
not like those gotti kids......them the reason why concept gotta bodi kids
beat u with the fatality of animality while u kiss my rotti's lips

fuckin fire God C...props, keep rippin it up.

while God C watches the corny fags expire.../
sicka than aidz throws grenades an takes care of every liar on fire.../
cheapshit,..weakshit..I could recite a list.../
I dont listen to audio from yall cuz most u fags rap with a lisp.../
ill do audio,..get a mic an blow up this bitch.../
leave your raggedy ass blown to bits in a crater shaped ditch.../
most r so weak the godz dont even know u exist.../
fuck im pissed...i aint got shit to spit on this.../
maybe ill be back or maybe ill just go fuck your wiz...

peace

yo

yo

lounging while i'm pounding mind games like rein
bringing in the pressure to make brain strain greater
realizing its only a matter for index
that the stress level need not be checked
for lounge is to relax and to beat is static
so cling with esteem to alight as a dream
on the lids of eye seems
only previewed at the close of session
tightening the grip on reality on profession

reality on profession is lip service get nervous
most cats spit shorter than Barnum Bailey midget circus
clowns get drowned from a system of the down
syndrome gets around with God C under the gown
HIV hives from AIDS ain't much Sicka than that
caught at the end of a nut hard as a brick and a bat
Born Ruler, I Walk through more clouds than Luke Sky
the Darth Vader black cloaked Lord, snatchin loose fries
out of sacks of wack rhymes from moldy potato head emcees
tried new lips, eyes, and glasses till the set was empty
all that remains is a root vegetable of the caste of unmentionable
with the absolute thought that lack of skills is unquestionable
stay in the box with the cellophane wrapped tight
use all your eyes together to see this rap right

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Originally Posted by Born Ruler I

reality on profession is lip service get nervous
most cats spit shorter than Barnum Bailey midget circus
clowns get drowned from a system of the down
syndrome gets around with God C under the gown
HIV hives from AIDS ain't much Sicka than that
caught at the end of a nut hard as a brick and a bat
Born Ruler, I Walk through more clouds than Luke Sky
the Darth Vader black cloaked Lord, snatchin loose fries
out of sacks of wack rhymes from moldy potato head emcees
tried new lips, eyes, and glasses till the set was empty
all that remains is a root vegetable of the caste of unmentionable
with the absolute thought that lack of skills is unquestionable
stay in the box with the cellophane wrapped tight
use all your eyes together to see this rap right

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FLAMES^

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Originally Posted by Ballad Ballistik

YAPITY YAK YAK ..ALL YOU TALKING IS SMACK SMACK...
YOU ACT LIKE BLACK FOLK.. SMOKING THE CRACK CRACK...
GO HIT IT AGAIN...MAYBE YOU WONT COME BACK BACK...
SCARS RUNNING DOWN YOUR NECK ..THOSE ARE THE TRACKS TRACKS...
EMCEES FUCKING NUNS WILL GET THERE DAY ..THIS IS A FACT FACT....
YOUR MAMA AINT TEACH YOU CORRECLTLY ..ON HOW TO ACT ACT...
YOUR CONTENT REALLY SUCKS....SO COME LICK MY SAC SAC...
LEAVE RELIGIOUS FIGURES OUT OF THE THE GAME.....
DONT SPIT ON ALLAH, GOD , NUNS, COWZ,,, WHATEVER... BEST LEFT ALONE....
CAN YOU DIG IT.....

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I THINK THIS WAS IT...HOLLYBUSH....HUSH

You know tha intro no introduction just abductions, and head concussions
Causing destruction to tha devil's who wanna decease us fuck a treaty discussion
G.C. created diseases bodies cloned they deserved to be stoned
For some the streets are home but some cats sound homosexual on microphones
Stress rests in my dome still i dominate dominations out for tha throne
In my hood i'm known gotta carry tha cross along wit tha chrome pearl handle
So many scandulous women killin' cats behind scandals
Like this mami Maria used to see her pretty toes exposed in sandals
Blowin' cats in Acs like my seeds blow birthday candles

Smoked out, leaving scenes, lived the ending with the credit,
twenty-five plus a buck made collect, and then we fled it.
stick to plan but the plan is we got to stick,
rip that bitch for the cream, then we got to flip.
pulled around the corner, up to the 705,
strive to survive, please gods, try to stay alive.
emptied out, loaded up, broke into the fort,
let's just say we did shit up, to make a long story short.
meet back around the stash spot, blast hot, pass cloght,
empty all the money on the table that your ass got.
divide and reside, then split out of town for abit,
cause next week I got a plan to get some more of that shit.

see gods playing criminal making devil look minimal on this stage
called the world mix pearls with perils not aware who catches the snare
between their dicks and guns like the knife and tongue yeah yeah
in a belly though not the beast in the wilderness going about east
yet watching those play the advocate reminds me of destroying the habitat
their dome pieces end up like puzzled pieces running around like new sherrif in town
getting blown to their heels osing weapons with out the skill has the
benefactor look lack lustre for endear but it reverses into fear

quote: you're not any less of a man if you don't pull the trigger, you're not neccessarily a man if you do. -> a tribe called quest, sucka nigga

Ballad Ballistik sent me a PM about us both being fathers and I responded with this quick response...

we gotta change these ways or I'll children the'll slay with a hateful rage turning blue skies gray keep our heads out the haze the smog infested daze when people kill for change but stay the same income range stove tops cook the brain ho's pop off with shame families must build and maintain our children are the future of the world today teach them righteous ways so they can fight the flames this government writes the pain the laws pass have us gassed we must climb the walls that segregate and contain modern day slaves chained shackled our membrain programed by televisions and religion institutionalized in prisons brutalised in capitalist systems !!!

i remain content controllin' the continent a continental con conquerin'
Comrad wit contraband in my back pocket bringin' drama lke Pac did
Ditto's collected tha dice shootin' expert, ceelo champ wit connections
Contest contenders catchin' caps from fully loaded rap weapons
Shirt wettin' wedding kiss tha luegar and feel tha shots through ya
Tha crowd booed ya onstage til' ya got off stage go act ya age loser