Official Freestyle Thread

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Originally Posted by james

Time for my return, i never turn the other cheek i let highly flammable lyrics burn
Un-concerned with the glitter these critters keep keeping on
Worshipping materials ....weakining their spiritual growth
Fuck what squad u reppin' son, me and my weapons are close
Don't test a master killer, that's not afraid of no ghost
Rappers boast gang affiliation, and get banged on the wrong coast
As we approach a new day, i stay stackin' chips for an AK
Before i wear that beast mark, i'm a let it spray

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BE-tray ciggerettz n ashes..verses snatch ya too addictive like acid n PHP injected in ya neck../
SURPASS ya.. WORD MASTER..VERSE VERNACULA..U suck like Dracula..FIRST 2 CLAP YA../
SERVE BASTIDS wit MASSIVE BURNS..verbal hazards TURNS ya vertabrae BACKWARDS!@..
Heard me SPRAY? I attack hoods..smash wood wit brass foot, crack goodz wit INPUT../
sin crookez been look.. duckin mah ASS for GOOD!..glass shook as MY GAT BOOK../
StrapS COULD wip a nigga till he RASH n COLLAPSE in soot!..I fracture HOOKZ (too nice to collab)..

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Yo Check your mic adapter like the #1 rapper
I'm more in tune than doc doom make room
Explode like a poisonous mushroom
Infra red sweeping everything in site like a broom
Shots blast like flames from girly hot twats
Ask not what I gots
Just check the red dots call in the swats
When I'm on fire it's like the warning sign others best retire
Jewls I easily aquire call me sire
The many seek a peek at but soon retreat or face defeat
It's trick or treat stay up on your feet
Let the races begin at the track meet
Pack your school bag for lunch real neat
Nerd got turd on his shoes that's my word
Don't ignore the whore who swore that it was me she'd adore
Apples rotten to the core
Your here cause you want more
For sure
Launch a war take a tour
Sky high I sore

O:)


Eagle talens razor sharp talents
Don't lose your balance
Is your name Lance more than song and dance you gotta prance
I got girls in a trance
Marching like an army of ants
Pull the joint right out my pants

kick rhymes wit spice and rhythm the tae bo spick
only time u play DUSK is if u doin a bio flick
now i kno thick heads such as yours need style
and u couple of bitches is full of shit like smuggled weed viles
knuckle feed, wild brothas such as me deserve praise
been superb servin nerd gays gay since third grade
if u get a chance u better go like its ur birthday
or burst cuz words sprayed'll leave u cursed in the worst way
ok, flow slay those with me as foe in mind
make the dough stretch like a-holes wit blow inside
first lie of the verse since im broker than vas’ dropped
wit words worth spurs rotatin ull need to gauze ya top
still proceed to cause mc’s to hiss and fuss around
hence the need to pause gently whenever dusk around
thus the sound is “boom” when I leave wit a bang
which means ur up to find ur doom in the D wit the fangs

Dead president approachin, rappers fleeing like the locust
Draw poachers closer, wit lines fresh and hot out the toaster
Tote'in carbon black, layin railroad tracks
Trim verses back till sand cracks hold sell sacks
Mac attack a rap with nine words intact
Feed back impacts a fake rapper's act
Ripped mc's from south dallas in the d.j. palace
Left them in wonderland like alice wit styles thats malice
With words left over from old verses i slay a victim
So terse when sober leave curses wit word dictums
Converses versus nike's stealin purses from nurses
Intersperses mark my lyric churches givin reimburses
Interpretation of scheme realations reveal abbreviations
Assasnation nation cause trepidations in a regulation

Wu banga

The way me and dusk kick it, bust sickness out the way
We'd sound for days, spaced, nuff' kicking out the gays
Without a trace, flow be like all hells Water son
Comes natural, it'd be like Rahzel boxin ones
Your jots are nun, though we could fight ya crew
The slightest oops, that means all ya life is threw
Stick a knife or two, through the throat and face
We blow spots dirty, while your girl blows the place
You gettin mowed and laced thinkin you could do it betta'
My news will melt ya, flesh, like tastin a chewed barreta


peace DUSk

Closed case, fake faces effaced wit mass erasement
Lace'in patients with sharp bass and lacerations
Fresh out the state pen faggots makin statements
Finnaly my cell's vacant, now i register for reinstatement
Died a couple times, tried to supple my rhymes
Still i'm behind my lines, shootin quarters and dimes
For earth's sake, i'm heaven sent, but yaw wouldn't sign for me
Now the birth's will have plagues ment for the deserving
Observing then throwin curving poems at all opposing
Conserving urges and surges for dormant brawls in my closing

Wu banga

The official freestyle thread take to their head
Leave em' dead covered in red
Sorta like Valentine's day
Here have some word spray
Like thoughts molded in clay
Who's hungry for some fish filay
To God you better pray
Girls want to stay
But don't ask for pay
Hairs glittering like a sun ray
Never cliche
If so reflect off me like Ricochet
Catch the front page rhyming always on timing
I keep on climbing
There is no out-lining
Fine dining
Living room reclining
I'm so inclining
Stop the whining
Or else it's your time for dying


:Y

I Am Sitting Here Kickn It
Maxin Out On Weed And Trippin It
I Live The Life Of The Wyld Man
Chea Like Green Eggs And Ham
I Am Doper Than The Dope Man
And I Aint Gona Eat Not Spam
Check Me Out In My Airforce Ones
Look At Me Twice Boi And You'll Be Done
The Battle Is Over, But The War Has Just Begun
I Inspyre Fear In To Mortal Men
Mediating Like A A Zen
My Flow Is Tight
Darker Than A Cuban Night
Flowing Like A River
I Can Deliver
The Goods
Come To My Hood
And It'll Be All Understood


Chea Chea Chea

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Blast through your hood as I should
You better knock on wood
Hope you don't end up dead where you stood
Now ask me what's good ?
Take your pair of shoes away in the air cause I don't care
Get this warning sign shot like a flair
Take my deuce deuce and make you eat some Keuce Keuce
That's a middle eastern dish fine cuisine wish add some fish
Fools don't know tools lookin' like ghouls
Over you I rules
I'll frost you if you think cools
Bossed you around to me your girl is tossed
Like a baton that never anything costed
You wasteless parasite on the website
Your rhymes need a diet keep em' tight
Mines cause more than a riot
You do everbody a favor and stay quiet
Or else I'll crash your plane like a pilot
Any last request you suggest
I'm like smoke your lungs congest
Don't dare put me to the test
Unless you wanna see the best
I'll put you like this verse to rest


:f

Check it,

Street beatdown lines jab the brain damage defined
Rhymes refined, and refreshed during Summer nights sleepless
Leave sets of crews victimized by knives at noon, goon platoons teethless
Reach this level, abandon ship devils want my head on a platter, strength weakens
Advancement is impossible like breathing without lungs , or warring without guns
Imagine hip-hop without drum samples, vocals trample tramps who ramble on
I leave units torn, snatch ya g's and leave holes in ya uniforms
When i'm on cats scramble to hillsides, to escape the blue steel rhymes word iz bond
Rappers left in dangerzones, disabled, and unable to make it home

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Originally Posted by Godbrother

[B]All you
peasant rapper
sound distorted
attenuated
pass your rhymes
to next MC
so it can be heard
repeatedly
trim the noise
your level reads
0dB
/B]

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The dead president versus the devil, deflation of ground levels
Attacking w/o hesitatants with treble and basic bass to settle
And clear the dust, earth is left wit a thick rusty crust
The result causes combustion among the remaing brush (plants)
Tornados and other fatal but natural storms occur
In a big spurt of words i transfer knowledge in a blur
To the surving, then i commence with the fighting
Throwing lightining lines leaving satin's chest ingniting
He sending demon after demon at me, i'm leaving piles of bones
I crown my throne too soon as i get attacked by a moonsoon of tones
Retreat under the red sea, surprisngly the devil follows
He turning whales at me, swim fast so i don't get swallowed
The president turns the sea to ice leaving satin vexed 'n cold
Then god appears and drops some science that made 'em ex-plode

Leave devils burried in sand
For they tried to destroy the other breed of man
As if they ever could or really can
God cipher divine now on their land
Ultimate plan is now for us to expand
Keep it all together like wu-tang
No bell rang but I'll make my gat bang
At any coward devil who sang
If they want my thang
Hang em' with my slang
Universal laws like yin-yang
In life with the prettiest thang
Kill whatever devils bring
Slice devils with my ring
Cash register goes ching, ching
Check my bling, bling
Drowned devils in gin-seng


:beer:

Shoot to Kill skill marks the man's grill
Maniac Attack Raps on the run like cats on treadmills
Let's build on 23rd, trees over liquior preferred
I'm wise n' witty with words, haze has my vision blurred
Devils harass bums, i'm blindfolded folding pigs by the curb
They ain't snatching my herb, without a fight(word)
So i punch, and kick the rookie kid then i'm out of sight
Headed Uptown to a open show but their out of mics
Despite the" officer down reply" the black hawk dodged backup's eyes
Bangin' Mos Def, and that new Meth in the baby blue Lex

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Originally Posted by james

Shoot to Kill skill marks the man's grill
Maniac Attack Raps on the run like cats on treadmills
Let's build on 23rd, trees over liquior preferred
I'm wise n' witty with words, haze has my vision blurred
Devils harass bums, i'm blindfolded folding pigs by the curb
They ain't snatching my herb, without a fight(word)
So i punch, and kick the rookie kid then i'm out of sight
Headed Uptown to a open show but their out of mics
Despite the" officer down reply" the black hawk dodged backup's eyes
Bangin' Mos Def, and that new Meth in the baby blue Lex

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son...

ya crew vexed..from 2 text turned KEY..burn theze herb MCS URGENTLY../
started CM WORD 2 ME...BigUP NEM KUS..PLUS THEM RENTED UP servers.../
and WHEN YA.. been admin for as long as I HAVE..hard fah bitchez tah BYPASS../
snitchez DIE FAST..stitchez, DYE CAST wrapped round' ya arm.. sportin EYE PATCH../
force ya RITE BACK to ya mark..otha sitez bark..we BITE hard..I snipe shotz../
Fuck gambit.. My card styrkez u cant dodge slice damage..bronx HYPE advantage!!..
cocoa BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEZ flight dock..take off wit multiez ...no BITE MARKZ..~!/
write my own material like WHAT..i been doing..INFLUENCE from me like freind losin!..
stickz to ya like PEN FLUID!.wrench ya when I send stupid MCS to hell chamber.../
yell in anger.. I rebel in hanger..take off in JET to embellish danger on hellish strangerz../
nigga Im tha rawest KID on tha NET..battle STEP get ya fragile HEAD stabbed n drenched../
equvilant to grabbin fence..<- try escapin.. -> DIE wit ya BASIC verses..LYE FACIN DIRT bitch../

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Can't stand dutch devils
Splash em' like a lake with pebbles
If I die I'm going out like some USA rebels
Them dutch fagats aint no where near my levels
Meaning down or up I stick em' in they gut spit on their slut
Take a piece of their face off like the king tut
Shit in their face like a mut
Fully bred I steel their bread make sure they dead
Knock off a dutch's head like soccer he's a punk rocker
Sucking cocker spaniel dick is what the dutches love much
They eat dick for lunch
Frontin' like they the Brady bunch
Captain crunch
Dutch fagats walk the plank with my number one rank
Blast em' like a tank
Cut em' with my shank
Damn they stank
Wouldn't even give them my dick to wank
Smack their faces like it needs a spank
Pussy dutch fagats are fuckin' magats
Toe tags for them queen drags
Stick utensils in their throats so they gags
Their faces look like hags
The clothes they wear are fuckin' rags
They couldn't even get a dog's tail to wags
Dutches burn in hell along with their fagat flags
With a batch of pictures of their families to attach
I'll light the match
Me they'll never catch
Destroy their eggs before they hatch
Cover their eyes like a patch
Drop a nuclear bomb down their latch


}:T

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Fuck dutch pussies gay looking wussies
Rookies brake em' all over the place like cookies
Don't even want their bitches nookies
Aidz infested like dumm bookies
Worthless turtles without shells ancient spells
Dutches suck dick with their mouth watery like wells
A duck known as a dutch tranny fuck in a truck
Not worth one buck
Tummy tuck smelly breath lips puck
On earth dutch is the dirt full of hurt
His gay bitch flirt
With animal dicks up her skirt
Protest no dutch is best make it to the West
Broke his eggs in the bird nest
That's what i said yes
Elliot Ness dutches bloody body made a mess
Dutch dyke bitch puts dick on her man's vest
Failed her aids test
Snake hiss
In her mouth I'll piss
Yeah take this
Want some than have it from your sis

:9~

ima dutch devil but it's a blunt, no wooden shoes,im puttin fools, in there place like keons dad droppen jewels,eversick666 see him on 10'oclock breaking news,taking two, hostages and offering nothing worth talking to,officer forget telling me, "this is gonna all end logical",but that's my angle cause there no way out, like gas chamberz it's probable,before your death was an obstical,now on the choppen block,off wit the head is my sidistic profit view,unable to be diluted but most u mcz soluble....

Check This,
The streets your beatdown Your lines jab my brain the damage is yet to be defined.
Your rhymes are not refined nor refreshing.Your summer nights are sleepless.
They leave you victimized by a knife at noon You goon . Your an abandon ship devils wants your soul there strength is your weakness. Advancement is possible like breathing with lungs or warring with guns.Imagine you without no samples.Vocals trample like you who rambles on. They leave you torn,.snach ya and leave you in a uniform.When I'm ontop I scramble to hillsides to escape this steel blue rhyme. Word iz bond raper your left in dangerzones disabled and unable to make it home.

Drunk and unskilled marks this mans grill. maniac wack raps run like dogs on sleds
Let's not build on 23rd trees over your liquior prefferred.
I'm wise and witty with words. Haze has your vision blurred. Devils harass you bumb. Your blindfolded with pigs by the curb. We'll snach your herb don't try to fight. So i punch and kick this flookie kid then I'm out of sight. You headed uptown to an open show thank god their out of mics Despite the damb reply this black halk dodged backup eyes bangin Must be def from the new meth he bought in that baby blue Lex.

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Originally Posted by NiceLady

Drunk and unskilled marks this mans grill. maniac wack raps run like dogs on sleds
Let's not build on 23rd trees over your liquior prefferred.
I'm wise and witty with words. Haze has your vision blurred. Devils harass you bumb. Your blindfolded with pigs by the curb. We'll snach your herb don't try to fight. So i punch and kick this flookie kid then I'm out of sight. You headed uptown to an open show thank god their out of mics Despite the damb reply this black halk dodged backup eyes bangin Must be def from the new meth he bought in that baby blue Lex.

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so whoz next..bruize flesh choose death..move fresh, sword swingin, lord singin chorus bringin me tah rest..
the concept of god is less..spit address I lodge lead..hiz shit a flopped mess..str8 drop hiz chest.!./
cop a vest..cuz lyrcial devistation rockz ya crest..spirtual levitation got u vexed..! punch u peerin thru mesh!.

Alright fast pace blood erase
High speed chase I won first place
Time to clean your face
Grab the towel out the suit case
Have some soap you hope
Secured tied with rope
No I aint the pope
Sell you instead some dope
Go ahead and get your smoke
Maybe mixed with coke
Inside your head I'll soak
Like my rhymes aint no joke
Be smart and don't provoke
Spirits out the dark-side of your mind I'll evoke
On your own breathe you'll choke
Your head I'll poke
Like a wheel bladed spoke
If wisdom is what I wrote
You may go ahead and qoute
Look out for the high note
Like currency always stay a float


:hooray:

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Originally Posted by Battle 1

Alright fast pace blood erase
High speed chase I won first place
Time to clean your face
Grab the towel out the suit case
Have some soap you hope
Secured tied with rope
No I aint the pope
Sell you instead some dope
Go ahead and get your smoke
Maybe mixed with coke
Inside your head I'll soak
Like my rhymes aint no joke
Be smart and don't provoke
Spirits out the dark-side of your mind I'll evoke
On your own breathe you'll choke
Your head I'll poke
Like a wheel bladed spoke
If wisdom is what I wrote
You may go ahead and qoute
Look out for the high note
Like currency always stay a float


:hooray:

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ayo...
Snatch souls in black clothez..collaspe foes wit strapped phone n gold rapz../(mic)
I dont hold back when lashin toungue slashin ones who crash like punkz../
I slap n JUMP anyone ACTIN up..pack ya stuff u aint blast no MAG GUNS../
IM MAD DUNN cuz a RAPTURE CAPTURED Real HIPHOPs ACTORS..//
CLIPS SHOT, DISASTER AFTER biggie n PAC PASSED US...LABEL'D MASTAHz../
FATAL fracture in RAP SON..thatz when AC LOVES.. to REVIVE wit THESE LINES../
Street WISE..DEFEAT KINDZ of WEAK PRIME..HEATED MINDZ read MY season'd RYMEZ./
so yo... BE SEATED n KIND..cuz reachin fah prize n'll clean ya spine..fatality at-a-rate of casuality..

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Whatever who's more clever
You never
Heads get severed
In any weather
That's me in the leather
It don't get no better
Here read my ransom letter
Capital required for collateral don't you dare tattle
Get off my horse I'll hit you with the saddle
Brake your wooden paddel
Float downstream as you scream is this a dream
Sitting duck out of luck can't awake cause you stuck
I don't give a fuck
Retired snake spiral inside your spinal
You look quite vaginal
Give me cabbages packed in baggages
No cops pulling badges frontin' like savages
Who's living more lavage hoe ravages
No substitute you can play my flute
Soldiers you should salute
Wack mc's in airwaves pollute
Shoot em' for the loot
Escape down the chute
Fuck bitches real cute
Have em' peep my fly suit
Crash your coupe
Bitches come to me like new recruit




:mexico:

tell me who to shoot, who been poppin off at the lips
pick him up, fill him wit holes, drop him off in a ditch
stalkin off in the fuckin darkness wit a forty cal
i dont wanna pop this so pass off ya shorty now
plus the dough and the dro, the chain and the rangs
mess up that leather when we bang off them thangs
take all they clothes all they hoes all that fuckin shit
talk ya fuckin shit on and on til i call a fuckin hit
shut the fuck up before i shut you the fuck up
cut wit ya bitch after i cut you the fuck up
let my fuckin nuts hang like some mistletoe
standin under wit Mr. Wang you gotta kiss him ho
flip an O spit a fo five thru ya fitted cap
stick to lickin sacks, you bitches aint fit to rap
shoot a runnin ass pussy coward in his fuckin back
Im slicin up fuckin bitches like that runnin back

http://gfx.dagbladet.no/kultur/2002/07/12/oj1ap.jpg

I fund a mental pateint through lyrics that come spiritual
These are fundamental basics, foundations are critical
Potential grows exponetial, been through the white flames
The presidential has the essential credentials that ignite games
Thats of a legend, spoke to the reveren for seven seconds
On some blessin wit words, but niggas wrestlin wit the weapons
Peep the message, One versus four hardcore mc's i tore
Washed them niggas upon shore, behind the discount store
Put your, thoughts together nicely
Fuck the fighting through writing, fists strike like lighting
Givin dental records to the biting
Electrical techinical specticales can't see me in a wire
Medical assistance need by the opposin foes, trapped in fire
So put down that desire because death will transpire hastley
Hire niggas to sell saphires, them switchin liars try to waste me

Ill verse^^^^^

see you biggin' yourself up like enzyte
lightning emulate how my pen strike
buddhist mindstate, when i flow so zen like
no mulligans on the mic, y'all beggin' to redo
i move like afu ra as i whirlwind kick like ryu
chakras open my yoga fire so scaldin',
rockin' skulls around my neck like dhalsim
eye of newt tossed in my cauldron
chips stacked and i'm all in, royal flush in spades
rush the police barracades
tongue kissin razor blades
question u like gatorades
hip hop: is it in you?
serve an emcee like he ordered off the menu
and spit in his onion rings
a sultan amongst kings
while u sulkin' strummed violin strings
u wine like carlos rossi
callin' me wack is like callin' a jew a nazi
the truth'll ray charles mother fuckers,
amazing what they do so as to not see

Fixed Post

precise and nice
pushin a hearse witta scythe
and i knife to bring to strife to ya life
niggaz like syke yea right
i domesticaly beat da mic
witta a wet busted empty bottle of budlite
yea right bitch ass niggas wanna fite
on da cheebah gettin higher den a kite
but when i come through u flinch at my sight

See :r

You the opposite of a trash man, Its all garbage that you deliver

I don't feel like talkin'
Time for stalkin'
Them fake rappers who about me was talkin'
Take this key open lockin'
Heads to bed I'm rockin'
No Wal mart shoe shoppin'
That's shockin'
Weak hustles I'm knockin'
On my nuts Bitches is hoppin'
Jewlery for me they coppin'
They mens flip floppin'
Me just continue robbin'
On my knob they slobbin'
No fake weaves is bobbin'
Corn on the cobbin'
Wack as niggaz stop sobbin'


:dududu:

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Originally Posted by Battle 1

I don't feel like talkin'
Time for stalkin'
Them fake rappers who about me was talkin'
Take this key open lockin'
Heads to bed I'm rockin'
No Wal mart shoe shoppin'
That's shockin'
Weak hustles I'm knockin'
On my nuts Bitches is hoppin'
Jewlery for me they coppin'
They mens flip floppin'
Me just continue robbin'
On my knob they slobbin'
No fake weaves is bobbin'
Corn on the cobbin'
Wack as niggaz stop sobbin'


:dududu:

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i think i just found juicy j and project pats lil brother

Check 1, 2

Testing the thin ice, mic in hand weighs 30 pounds alone
Wrestling sick dikes, fag rap for them niggas known as homo's
While yaw moan and bone the mechanical clone's pussy
I hit real mushy tight but gushy, nasty if you push me
Flip the concpet, I bomb banks for rep and checks
These are complex projects that flex necks of subjects
I vex mc's thats next, catch me flyin in jets
Specs of perplex sex, pick me of like malcom X
Give me talcum and i can dilute the whole outcome
How come yaw spy through, approach and still get outdone
Droppin metric tons of lines that intertwine around spines
Yaw combine wack raps, please redefine the sounds of thee designs