Official Freestyle Thread

yo...


honor justice code like samurai in edo,
the only thing,
repace the swords with chrome desert eagles...
the armor that was once bamboo and dragon talons....
replaced with bullet-proof vest's and dinner plate medallions.
the code remains in the true heart it sustains the temple,
remember days of nentendo games and "all so simple?"
coppin dimes at the corner store and stealin phillies....
jackin bikes from out yards, ride out, and poppin wheelies....
but we all grown up now and it's complicated....
got popped for six bricks, crashed the whip it was confiscated.
missed your kids growin up for 17 years....
having constant flashbacks of family lost in tears...
the 2 inch plexiglass masks your true intention,
commin up from the slums, aint had a pot to piss in....
only a window to throw it out of, considerd lucky,
the snakes, they run game....droppin names and tried to dust me...
took my whole life away, i seek the illest vengance,
stool pidgeons dig thier own graves.....black mask, i make decisions...
to take lives...
take back the missing peices,
got back my chrome desert eagles, violence and hate increases...
17 years, caught the older stoolies slippin,
rounded the avenue, mash the saftey and pop the clip in.
i got seven hot darts, popped at the rat bastards,
they lay there, leakin and screamin, i mash the gas FASTER....
seen the red and blue lights im hittin signs and swervin....
the lines were blurring and memories of prision was lurkin....
fuck the shit,
dump the clip,
stop the whip and jump out,
aint got nothin to loose, rather get killed than punk out....
load up another chamber full of brass and hollowpoint lead,
made the front page news,
another soldier dead.

"dont let vengance blind you. let knowledge guide you."

rollin stoned like mick jagger,
the body bag master,
toe tagger...michrophone slayer, battle hi-jacker
crushed uliy-grants in my pocket. never in wallet,
slap you so hard, your rhymes pop out an eye socket,
murder was the case that they gave me...
never say mabey, stomp your skull in, your wifey birth'in crushed babies,
devistate,
slap a crab mouth, and then i levitate the soul, crush the flesh mold, school you and then incenerate,
ya whole frame.
god is my name, blow shit like T.N.T.,
choke you with the microphone cable,
aint easy bein me, it's habbit....well half of it's habbit the rest is habitat,your rhymes is like pellet gun's son, my shit's a bigger gat,
thats aimed at the freshmen,
ametures and battle contestants who need a lesson in controlled mic posession.
doper than an airplane thats packed with anphetimines,
pop-music rappers talkin shit in off in magizines, it's cowardly,
the god has empowerd me,
smash rappers who battle me, devour cliques ouick,
get paid like hourly.
im lo-pro,
rock a kangol, goose-down in city snow,
pack a pen and pad with my heater,
kill snakes in slow mo.
the matrix,
without all of the fake shit and the movie stunts,
rollin blunts, thick as phone cables,
stay shine like platinum fronts.

fuck it.

born under a bad sign,
microphone shine like chrome nine
duckin the jakes, some call em one time,
dependin on your side of the rock,
some lames cock block, get dropped
packin more heaters than any sauna got
delicious
shugar pussy wetter than the ocean get,
deeper than a dan brown novel,
some like to ride the dick,
and bite dick
dick bitin faggots get stabbed with icy picks and popped with grips,
bigger than cannons in dirty harry flicks.
im plasma screen,
20's on the whip,
loaded magizine,
commin clean like juru the dam....fuckin theese drama queens,
your hopeless,
sniper-type sights and still you cant focus,
creep up in your ear from behind,
destroy your whole opus.
fake, plastic rappers get tossed like active hand grenades,
chillin, smokin bones on big boats down in the everglades,
im top notch,
crush that ass like sasquach,
set some shit off,
take seven shots and keep tickin like a swiss watch,
then double back, tuck brass and lead off in a iron gat,
imagine that,
you just got burned,
from dank gorrila track.
im seven samurai, chop shit like im ruroni kenshin,
rob theese twisted white collar crooks,
then smoke the dank tradition.
what??????

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Originally Posted by DANKZILLA

yo...


honor justice code like samurai in edo,
the only thing,
repace the swords with chrome desert eagles...
the armor that was once bamboo and dragon talons....
replaced with bullet-proof vest's and dinner plate medallions.
the code remains in the true heart it sustains the temple,
remember days of nentendo games and "all so simple?"
coppin dimes at the corner store and stealin phillies....
jackin bikes from out yards, ride out, and poppin wheelies....
but we all grown up now and it's complicated....
got popped for six bricks, crashed the whip it was confiscated.
missed your kids growin up for 17 years....
having constant flashbacks of family lost in tears...
the 2 inch plexiglass masks your true intention,
commin up from the slums, aint had a pot to piss in....
only a window to throw it out of, considerd lucky,
the snakes, they run game....droppin names and tried to dust me...
took my whole life away, i seek the illest vengance,
stool pidgeons dig thier own graves.....black mask, i make decisions...
to take lives...
take back the missing peices,
got back my chrome desert eagles, violence and hate increases...
17 years, caught the older stoolies slippin,
rounded the avenue, mash the saftey and pop the clip in.
i got seven hot darts, popped at the rat bastards,
they lay there, leakin and screamin, i mash the gas FASTER....
seen the red and blue lights im hittin signs and swervin....
the lines were blurring and memories of prision was lurkin....
fuck the shit,
dump the clip,
stop the whip and jump out,
aint got nothin to loose, rather get killed than punk out....
load up another chamber full of brass and hollowpoint lead,
made the front page news,
another soldier dead.

"dont let vengance blind you. let knowledge guide you."

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^^^FIRE

"....out on the Island bombin niggaz all day.."

word. thanks. that shit was actually about a friend of mine's dad who got pinched in atlanta. cops killed him.

here comes the factor with a style thats spectacular,
master crafts that freeze up your brian, poison your vascular.
spash cats like 40's of juice left on thier grave sights,
slap your mouth so hard you grand children see the daylights.
my rhymes are like dosing on 12 bottles of xanex,
then drinkin 12 bottles of sake mixed up with rid-x.
thats 24 reasons why to stay the fuck up out my,
cypher,
roach mc's get tossed, might catch a black eye,
or pierced brain stem from nuerologial damages,
ametures get sprayed and dipped in acid-laced bandages.
im sicknin,
one man mic-horron convention,
disentigrate the fake is my whole rhymn conviction.
i dodge darts, best bring science to try and off me,
your rhymes disslove like white shugar cubes, dipped in my coffee.
my microphone is sharper than the blade of a benchmade,
under-skilled mc's can catch the vapor's is bitch-made
im hazardous,
trap weak lyrics up in my calculus,
try me son,
see just how shiny my verbal scalpel is.

peace.

(this re yo last post only)

yo Dank, yo shit ring up in ma head
like that elevator music, when you go to bed
you spit hate with some serious fury
drop a flurry of darts, like a ninja in a B movie
you need to settle,
before you blow da lid off like a boiling kettle
someone give this dog a cigarette
sit'im down and put a wet towel on his forhead

peace...

Agree or disagree these degrees cremate emcee's
After Dead Prez strapped wit a M-1 to represent me
Move wit tha speed of a shootin' star, tha lyrical jaguar
Dogs get stabbed then mauled in project halls
Don't stall or ya brains decorate tha walls
I get puss while you play Paul jackin' ya pee-wee at a movie rated-pg
Electric microbes couldn't see me, villian killin' machine
Never seen slippin' when i'm spittin' sets be dippin' tha scene
Dirty like Mcgirt not Mr. Clean, swordz hit cha' spleen

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Originally Posted by denaturat

(this re yo last post only)

yo Dank, yo shit ring up in ma head
like that elevator music, when you go to bed
you spit hate with some serious fury
drop a flurry of darts, like a ninja in a B movie
you need to settle,
before you blow da lid off like a boiling kettle
someone give this dog a cigarette
sit'im down and put a wet towel on his forhead

peace...

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hahahaha wooorrrdd....i dig.

check this space age shit out.... (to the old man beat from masta killas album.)

i battle vast mentality's, span eons and galaxys.
my stragety, to boost the brain cavity capacity.
corruption of the globe, out of control like spore molds.
i crush your empire, make your whole family forclose.
one thing,
i need you cats to visualize,
im fortified.
i vaporize like scotty beam me up from the enterprise.
im 5 billion light years from mic fears,
i might strike peers,
hallucenogenic like wormwood soaked in light beers.
i calculate the fate of poison snakes,
create a concrete coffin for flakes,
strike like thor's hammer to face.
im complex,
like gravity-eating space darkness vortex,
attack pullominary arteries, cerebral cortex.
im phatter than the avriage cat, in fact im spectacular,
travel time like back to the future flux-capacitor.
bastards get thier heads wrapped up in bandages faster than,
light travels,
i un-ravel the facts of a lesser man.
i travel the whole globe like im currency,
fuck with this your man be diallin 911 like an emergency
i strech pussy out like i do condoms,
im callin fakes out,
like f-4 phantoms in vietnam, i bombed em.


fuck.......

cool, glad you you were diggin it, was just trying being funny, not tryin to battle

strraaiight......man, i battle for fun alot too. me and my hommies sling darts to fuckin laugh sometimes. it's just words. i would rather brothas battle with lyrics than with guns n shit. but thats not always the case.

peep this here shit.....tell me what you think.

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Originally Posted by DANKZILLA

check this space age shit out.... (to the old man beat from masta killas album.)

i battle vast mentality's, span eons and galaxys.
my stragety, to boost the brain cavity capacity.
corruption of the globe, out of control like spore molds.
i crush your empire, make your whole family forclose.
one thing,
i need you cats to visualize,
im fortified.
i vaporize like scotty beam me up from the enterprise.
im 5 billion light years from mic fears,
i might strike peers,
hallucenogenic like wormwood soaked in light beers.
i calculate the fate of poison snakes,
create a concrete coffin for flakes,
strike like thor's hammer to face.
im complex,
like gravity-eating space darkness vortex,
attack pullominary arteries, cerebral cortex.
im phatter than the avriage cat, in fact im spectacular,
travel time like back to the future flux-capacitor.
bastards get thier heads wrapped up in bandages faster than,
light travels,
i un-ravel the facts of a lesser man.
i travel the whole globe like im currency,
fuck with this your man be diallin 911 like an emergency
i strech pussy out like i do condoms,
im callin fakes out,
like f-4 phantoms in vietnam, i bombed em.


fuck.......

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that's some vicious shit. I like:" i vaporize like scotty beam me up from the enterprise." not sure old man's the best choice for these type of lyrics.

yeah. i would need a fuckin naaaasty beat. some fuckin....like samurai showdown. somethin like that. i was just jammin old man when i wrote it. glad you dig.

they say only shell til rebel so turn into the mind
and sail like a boat riding the mental waves to float
like vibes to tides the current glide to hang from deck
where master what's next upon day to day thinking
a dream probably get flayed somehow sum way the one
end all the course less traveled by gall for haul and quarry
the time that's hard to refine from sand in mind only
element to combine to see forged to glass fusing heat
as to underneath inner core vessel of being holds store
or shop more give and take than buy and cop when meet and
pine letting puzzle define by crumbling cookies pieces of cake
slices of pie and metaphors that slake before phrased turned
conjure plan on cell for floor about dwell within for out the end
after last like nerve introspectives observe flash of light coming
from night before day take leap graced with faith above mold to
threshold capacity increase vicinity intuitively formed by resolute
beyond brute when words contrap like mute shoots silencing route
engraved like paved to be remade from how behave is grave
object of conscious nest what's best in vital to festive that
occassion of breaking and retaining soul and logic of reason pertaining

post script: a rap on crack pot theory on cups not running over and half occupied

There's no way my rap display can be dismayed,
my rhymes flow from june until may, yeah you know it,
the way the fakes know it, the way the jakes know it,
and all those fucking snakes who take it, sedate it,
I'll put you all in a fucking box and degrade it

it it boom bit all that is all shit..
have you played like cognac straight dipped...
and i aint want talk that bull shit
this dog wants atleast one hit.
droppin like nigs its just straight whipped
couldnt feel the age of the new pimp
and go down like heads...hot cryped
big l lacing the tracks and feel this shit..

You say this is shit and that is shit, without taking one hit
im quick, I made 7 snipers miss with the guns of god
though who praise name, gets the holy rod

punchlines never miss, no flaw, just to let u live and break u another day with my jaw
snow lepard claw with the desert paw, leave u in ah, break da sun light to which u saw
u heard the call, the lethal (ca-caah) eagle black feathers sable eyes, perched upon the cathedral
its simple, shake n break ya liek the lead ina pencil, u fled ran and grabed ur stencil
i'll paint u a picture which is uncomprehendable, intellekt fuck a mind game, i'll snap u with riddles

point on line where its fine to mind the grime that
contain whats kind like who man from human the
division from clues grand making doors slam and
crammed as thought after plans following the land
under cavaity made from drudgery with skulls like
open to cold with space to mold a place to hold knot
unfold develop what envelop along side pertaining to
hide being seekers blind by crime while entwined

my mind untwines left insane by todays specs
locked up and left unchecked
because i handled the tek
and laid BB on the deck
or was that just a dream
it all seems so real

Spectacular venacular lyrics hotter than Venice Beach when beats outreach
Lyrics most emcee's spit out week weaker than rahmadan fasters
Bastards catch disaster when tha smasher reaches his peak
I teach pupils unique moves before we slaughter these wolves
we bully schools of rappers who refuse to show improve in tha duel
Strike like bulls and move like bullets in ya flesh u testin' tha vet
Ran sets out of venues as tha saga continues i continue to end dudes
Send you's flowers it's grave danger hour throw em' off tha tower
Lines tropical shower and flood ya powerul tactics destroyed fashion
Unaware bandits are trapped in landmines see tha skull sign
Line for line extradinare who can come near these extradinary rhymes
theirs are nursery u couldn't carry my style, like a man wit no hands can't carry tha groceries

as i start ny outreach program to leave mc's stranded
come back to the temple wit 2 whoppins i handed
the turret is man-ded by no other than your truly
killin mc's softly but cruely
you'll see that i'm top notch like a hot torch in summer
got niggas sayin danm an white boy sayin bummer
i walk slow carry a big stick wit the frame of a hummer
the shadowboxer of the temple the line one drummer
peace be to sicka the james and the danger-ous
even if ya had specs and rulers u still couldnt messure us
the face of the temple is us no other can do it better
we stick yo mind like memories of granmas sweater
i wont give up the spot of top notched temple master
so to all those who want the spot fuck u batards

little rap from a ducth guy hope you like it im not that good in writting lyrics

Im colder than ice in the freezah,Here im to pleas ya.
So fuck me and it will be peace ya.
Im a sick basta And a big disasta.
So whatch before you shout,Because here im so watch out.
On the stage i gonna kill ya and fill ya and than the show will be a trilla.
Because im wild like a big gorilla.
And im fast like a cobra on bite and youre in a coma.
And like a bat i'll bite till youre death.
Gonna drink youre blood thats so red.
Im gonna rap till im death.

mc's,
grab the dart gun, forget the loose leaves,
freestyle fanatic,
no static i just produce g's
harful if bitten,
fatal if swallowed,
the hollow scream, borrow the lyric, wont see tommrrow.
mic frozen,
hypothermic,
inject a hypodermic,
burn like fire from the pitts of hells hottest furnace.
i get evil, bust more bullets than megatron,
decepticon,
stomp a crab out, then skate like volcom.
the dark ninja, no medi-vac when theese darts singe ya,
slappin pretenders,
the 40 oz'er, the park bencher.
the black masker, true lies like i was harry tasker,
return from the dead,
like the ol dirty bastard.
i play the drunk game well,
precicely damage cats,
shimmy shimmy ya shimmy yan,
i got outstanding raps.
dont you know, your goin down, im cuttin heads swiftly,
protect ya neck, dirty dancin, thats life within the city.

peace dirt dogg.....

Aye yo,

Tha magnificent mag holder bustin' dartz out tha Range rover
Insane wit tha slang that hangs tha games souldiers
I pick up boulders drop em' on cock blowers bust tha block toaster
Black boa holdin' ya in strangle position he choked spittin'
Smoker hittin' dutchess laughin' at u clowns crusty
Swordz rusty un-polished watch tha big shot ballers get robbed for wallets
Ready to die like Chris Wallace off tha wall brolic brawlers
Weapon is knowledge i'm here tha a-like caller

yeah killas move mileage in silence,
get extra violent twisting caps and firing,
play the corner watch the block with a burner,
informers get knocked like ike did turner,
never stoop to lows fuck bitch ni66as and hos,
fools get blown head bobbled out on loan,
peel'em like bananas I'm draped in a red bandana,
My bullets are delivered with the precision of Montana,
bodies scramble trying to make a first down,
but the first clown that moves is laid to the ground,
downed like a pint of beer I see the fear in ya eyes,
james and bigben knowledge gods on the rise,
bring the shine to your mind call us the lyrical sunrise....

:mexico: haha toma team coming through

im mathematical and tactical,
all my tactics are irractical,
my touch to girls is so magical,
i make you lose your breath like and azthmatic,
you feen for my knowledge like a crack attic
try to fight me, i dont think so, im mr. elastic
your punch would fly back, and boom your blasted
when i spit my words are like acid
melting your brain, next thing you know your in a casket.

blunt passed it to the weed addict addicted to tree smoke
Hustle leaves n' the snow buyers requested hydro
Home grown twisted bones, leave tha back-woods alone
Dutchess preferred by thugs, and smokey birds
Only seed-less herb bags get copped on 123rd
Back-yard boogie sellers got a nerve to pump 20's
no time for free-bee's gotta re-up my money
As these dummy bummy bunnies beg for a hook-up
Blunts get honey dipped then lit as my high is took up
More levels cloud-9 eyes a bleed from exotic weed
Dimes come to me for dimes daily routine
Burnin' spliffs since 13 tha noddy head reefa fiend

Rip this shit up w/ tigers claw
Im the definition of raw; smash MC's w/ glass jaws
'Fists of Fury' I ko bitches with one gaze
Leave em smeered and blurry, while i remain unphased
Cant fuck with my style, I'll have ya swollowing ya toungue
Have ya "puffin fumes" like an iron lung

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Originally Posted by Masta Genius

Rip this shit up w/ tigers claw
Im the definition of raw; smash MC's w/ glass jaws
'Fists of Fury' I ko bitches with one gaze
Leave em smeered and blurry, while i remain unphased
Cant fuck with my style, I'll have ya swollowing ya toungue
Have ya "puffin fumes" like an iron lung

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http://www.joyinhim.org/Images/Devotions/dominate.jpg
Master genius..................
blast ya pheenz then ask fo keyz- surpassin eveningz capture cheezin quicc- holdin burlap from tha previous..
robbery.. noone stoppin me.. bronx rep.. copy me / harsh death / stop breath on carpetz u heartless...
dodge endz / lodgin in garagez / store frontz / seen enuff / rough naybahoodz / tough playin good / more front..
slayed n put in gravez then looked upon like crookz- once "upon a book" marked "honest, prominant, dominate"
AC bombin this.. providence on tha MAP Rhode Island- obvious fire spit- choppin wit swordz-.. on tha quiet tip..

on the quiet tip, naw the violent tip,
yall fuckin faggots betta quit lyin bitch
wastin my time and shit... buncha hoes
youll be a reverse pinocchio when i punch ya nose
fuck it though, suckas, dont run wit those
the real white cat wit the nail spiked bat
hit females like SMACK, males like SPLAT
liquor in my belly never fail like that
you know how i do it when im blazed up
break my knucks on a wall wont hesitate to fuck ya face up
laced up, left to right, what you playin duck?
game of death, i got the high scores named up

Its time again for the introspect of a true intellect
Escobar, the info collects in less than a millisec
Fuck semi's and techs I kill with a pencil or pen
when im scriptin the text a considerable test when Im
delivering the shit I leaves emcees a miserable mess
like the twin towers when they were hit
No rapper alive or dead can try and test
I'll kill myself just to hear Big and Pac say Im the best

Another sucker smothered in tha smuckers while i jam on gutters
Lines be butter-fly when i rhyme tha ruckus bent off a cup of rum, while bitches grab rubbers
Tag team lovers love juices stain tha covers, as ya chic swallows my nutta butta
187 style deep cover stay protected from fish-burne, i bust in ya chics perm
Then in her rectum ..tight pussy wreckin' 3 hour smash session
Ruff sex no affection, or carresing til i bust off see ya girl same time next erection

yo im just going to put it like this.............yall freestyles sick yall can lick on a dick

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Originally Posted by willkill

yo im just going to put it like this.............yall freestyles sick yall can lick on a dick

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i thought u were from chicago

FUCK FUCK FIGGITY FUCK down and out of luck thats my luck dumb struck my reality i can't believe how lifes come to be deffinitly not what ive forseen as a youth id die for my team now a days loyalty is all but a dream stupid mother fuckers can lay cold ya'll infectious like blue mold The games run old with the same ol stories to be told 23 years old and ive had enough same ol bullshit the same ol stuff sound like ya'll preachin but its all guff actin tough tryin ta be an apple cat enough with that no one wants to be where there from how come fuck boys is dumb straight mentally numb wavin toast around for left over crumbs dumb

I take my Rhum red on the rocks strollin through detox spreadin the sickness like chicken pox fox foxy sly he is but its all for fun gee wiz come on kids do ias i dids break into cribs and pop lids ice cream ice cream flawless victory sub zero my hero freeze and you live on like a summers breeze say cheese click click this be a gun cock tease at ease