Official Freestyle Thread

Never forget never forgive, seperate they wig from they scalp leave em screamin 4 help my words r bad for your health like the damage you felt from my hazardous self whip yo ass with a belt. Cuz Im like yo dad in this shit, Im savage to bitches a misogynist never apologize plus I slaughter guys with they eyes on my prize faggots get euthanized, Im truthfully a shooter of liars and you prying eyes Snoopin and those that thinks that they a Lion quickly dyin. Put em in the pan fry em eat em with a handful of rice if I could handle the spice, mothafuckas stink like the ass of they wife as Im passin the mic to the next Dirty Bastard on sight as weed clouds grant me insight, Ill shut you down like a fake Wu-Tang website.

earlier today chill'n watching a zoo york skate mix tape meth and ghost freestyles skateboarding over concrete piles, word i'm the best switch skater in this forum 360 flipping like im tom penny with miles of mad skate styles. supra shoe files rock 'em leopard blue suede franklin bills on my feet cause I stomp niggaz who rep ignorant rap figures, tongue clit lickers old skool like scratch n sniff stickers stick 'em up never drafted like lenny cooke skills uneducated and crafted mind rigors. call me Greco cause I'm piss drunk with that 'shake junt' grind along girls like they got a sexual death wish, make'n funny faces like cats after they lick ass it's called 'flehmen' it's what I do when I'm around girl's strange and it reeks of hippie phish. rock and rolling like rick ross's fat ass correction big black cosmos backside defined by sagan, refined again by underlying schemes official disclosed political business by reagan. remember when the wall was coming down in berlin back in 89?, I do being four and seeing my white neighbours girl vagina ask'n where's her male vine?.

White Crane Style, Might Hang Children, Still in the rap game to Win, livin for Sin, Sinnin ta Live, Givin' whatever i can Give, Hittin whatever i can Hit, thats just How i Do it, Style is Always Improvin, Small is your Movement, Tall is our way of Life, Take the Knife, and Swang n Slice, Rang ya Wife, and she answered with more then just a HI, she said hey Baby, Today is Way Crazy, Slay Babys, and Take Takings, that our right in Front of Me, still In the Slums with Weed, and always stay Hun-g-ary, Money Be, a lil tight but keep it close so it never Goes Far, Cold Bars will leave you stuck like puttin your Tongue on a Froze Bar, Hold Hearts to my Penis, kill Loan Sharks, that Throw Darts at Spe-cies, this shit be E-Zay. leave ya Bleedin' from the wounds i Proceed to dish out, leave ya head rattled like the 3 wishes you tryed to think Now, King Style, Bring Hounds of Death, leave u on the Ground with Flesh ripped from ya Bones, It's a Mix of what ya Known and the Un-Known, Plug Holes that will Keep u wet up like u plug ya nose when ya go undawater, lungs is smarter, thunder depart ya...freestyle, will leave u dearly depar-ted

Yeah!

The hot stepper kill the dr. for the pepper spread his scar tissue on my red hot chili peppers
Under the bridge schooling extra's with beyond lyrical lectures
Delilah looking under my plain white t mesmerized by my abs that be mighty healthy
many figure they'll be well off wealthy the street life dealt me a bad hand
so when I punch I feel the pain that my brain still withstands
A man with no deal packing steel that'll steal your fans
spinning on their heads and you said the bboy era is dead
no more free crills know crack heads put hits on my head
night of the living dead struck out base heads face the lead
number two shots to the loan-shark with dreads
said he would break my ankles instead I broke his
pits barking luckily they have on chokers and muzzles
my crime wave intensions left the court judge puzzled
as well as the d.a. plea bargain rejected so I'm troubled
A drunken mess with a few bucks so that means more beer to guzzle
ladies passing as I drive-by knowing my settlements close
wifey ran her mouth so I divorced her after the toast
to a new life new wife same seeds I feed and clothe
I remember mom being so broke growing up we had to sleep by the stove
my anger grew in due time like bud seeds I was a tortured soul
first kid dropped in 9th grade my mother telling my girl use birth control
I was getting ripped off like toilet paper of the roll
where can I go? I felt trapped without cuffed wrists
best friend fucked my girl while she was pregnant with my second coming
tried to beat em down but we was both out of breath tired of running
did em like the jews did jesus when we caught up damn more charges brought up
he snitched and pressed charges regardless I'm in the new-man's starving
thinking are they still fucking? When I get out do I have to shoot or poke something?
a year later released to her crib to see another man holding my baby
I didn't trip I flipped the script got a full-time job and a crib
weekend quality-time for me and my kids thinking no more kids

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Originally Posted by White N Dangerous

White Crane Style, Might Hang Children, Still in the rap game to Win, livin for Sin, Sinnin ta Live, Givin' whatever i can Give, Hittin whatever i can Hit, thats just How i Do it, Style is Always Improvin, Small is your Movement, Tall is our way of Life, Take the Knife, and Swang n Slice, Rang ya Wife, and she answered with more then just a HI, she said hey Baby, Today is Way Crazy, Slay Babys, and Take Takings, that our right in Front of Me, still In the Slums with Weed, and always stay Hun-g-ary, Money Be, a lil tight but keep it close so it never Goes Far, Cold Bars will leave you stuck like puttin your Tongue on a Froze Bar, Hold Hearts to my Penis, kill Loan Sharks, that Throw Darts at Spe-cies, this shit be E-Zay. leave ya Bleedin' from the wounds i Proceed to dish out, leave ya head rattled like the 3 wishes you tryed to think Now, King Style, Bring Hounds of Death, leave u on the Ground with Flesh ripped from ya Bones, It's a Mix of what ya Known and the Un-Known, Plug Holes that will Keep u wet up like u plug ya nose when ya go undawater, lungs is smarter, thunder depart ya...freestyle, will leave u dearly depar-ted

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dam nigga! that's some dope shit

come and see me under the hazy light lamps of city streets heart beats of hip beets, quoting the national saying 'you might need me more than you think you will' singing vocals for the fine ass girls in sweaty summer heats. call me kid A my head's a radio right now amnesiac hail to this thief high, admiring impressionistic paintings by dead mother fuckers don't care graceless but i'll never cry. I am invisible and trying to remember that "god loves everybody so don't remind me, so let me hear your voice" with out choice quoting hipster bands with these hopeless hands set me free.

with ease i'll seize ya like a stick in the mouth of a golden retriever
living life above the clouds cause loud is my stress reliever
unbeliever of a sky spook you slippin' like dmx cracked out in the vocal booth
instead of shooting guns i'm shooting the truth

closed lanes occupy rhymes leave the ring
sling those flames, leave you ashes
watch me punch the mind leave you demented
opposite remain topple the tower in cowards lanes get out cha game
shine down in the game, teeter in fevers relieve pitch ya
now ya screen out screams with drowning splashes
cahses like clay before the name change
i'm out the game with heat on like wrestling ring
inferno match closed casket been back in it

scandalous none of you jive turkeys scanning this every battle arrival a rivals ripped
to shreds as if they were mauled by rabies inflicted dogs
killing all over the world wack emcee memorial names and all
you won't see once those eyes hit with my saw always win never lose or draw
catch em while they stall with krueger claws for disobeying my war laws
boyz n the hood doeboy execution style legs blown off watch em crawl
headshot after he turn over every anthem a phantom frozer
fly woman take their clothes off for the closer he's back iller, and bolder
spitting venom like a mad cobra for a billion i'll abduct oprah
chop the body in the basement rats get the left-overs
come strapped before you test soldiers the soulless soul holder
over the mountain bomber slayer of the snake charmer
car chase you on the side-walk coward threw his mama in front of the whip
insert clip watch em submit and mention the names of my associates
give a fuck how much coke you flipped or how many hoes you hit!
this is it grand finale for you and the phonies you were running with
ashame that your brain lacks knowledge it must've been tampered with too many drugs he did
the shrugs you give only make it worse for my blood-spill thirst
intestines spill through the hole in your shirt your definitely worse than hurt
know your seeing the sky wishing you were seeing the nurse

Immigrants lives are cut shorter from swimming drowning in deep waters
officers who patrol borders order civilian slaughters
all this for a so-called American dream this governments sucks us clean
teens who drop-out screaming fuck college their into triple beam dreams
don't sleep or slumber on this dictatorship were under
my hood raw as the mass murders in rawanda
a union of soviet sociapaths functions funded to last
while we scrape up cash a life-time taxed fuels the wrath
of crash-dummies delighted to kill their own for that fast money
behind a cell there are no days sunny street monsters hungry for a corpse
coke connects snap necks before they take shorts enforcers enforce deadly fore
I foresee the big picture cops have more lead to lift you off the ground you stand on
guns get their jam on around here it's a modern day Saigon choppers will have your side gone
homeless fiends with hammer-time toes getting their march on
my crisp t the starch on pro's who oppose are pronounced dead
elites want our heads in jars ladies amazed by my amount of battle scars
that cover my back and parts of my arms the righteous don
no grease-ball suits only Jordan sweats as I jog on the set
from the law I flex the po-lice pester me like pets I don't possess the stress
swat teams don't value a human life they'll buck you while you sucking your girl's breasts

hooligans be crazy back in them good old days with vicious ways, remember the 80's Liverpool fans killing Jeventus fans and that tragic Heysel crushing craze. "you'll never walk alone" English phrase crushing and rushing the pitch like a fever caught by nick hornby, american firm supporter of 'the gooners' and the herd 'word B!' E.I.E. in your mental psyche. yelling 'blap blap blap' with my hand's gun like nick kroll aka cesar, fuck it pulled the condom off "I'mma do me" fucked my bitch ain't trying to please her.

your craft is cheese shredded across the seas set it fear factor rhetoric
written in italic bold the shrooms glowed like gold time Daytona 500 sped it
up your county killer hunt down the bounty don't confront the townie
son of a bitch bit the poison brownie influenced cronies crown me
the victor hailing pitching pounds judgment day boxing with infinite rounds
throw in your wings chicken cluck the sound bare hands batter grounds
eating greens with southern queens staple the town scorpion stings
coat made from the fur of fox money from rocks he slings
we screened the screams but edited faces unlaced fly lady laces
project dimes of all races moaning getting ate out in pissy halls
masturbating sissies sawed and the surgery doctors clawed
first pitch hit the man like bird shit expletive words shit
every man needs rhyme manuals to mastermind my spits
head busting ice slips eye punches tear ducts split
place lit by alien light use scissors quickly clip the fight
then layup with a stripper that lick it like cats lick milk
the best mistress for me is medium built free from the guilt
in the bed I stay scoring like ol' wilt the stilt

track rapes are never statutory numbers can't calculate my stats of glory
poetic murder justice frees me from this jungle before me
ghetto gore gory music mentally reclusive you can't defuse the fuse lit
I don't lose it the puzzle piece to how we run the streets
blasted peeps may they all rest in peace as I blast my piece
peaceful dealings were dealing with dirty dealers with scales
moving weight you couldn't carry weapon the same as dirty harry's
women very hairy kind of scare me my game is plain
the opposite of peanuts robbery week everyday your fleet's stuck
that's seven days of pocket picking ice-pick a victim symptom
most feared by white collar Christian I hollered fuck religion
I'm a living vision a few marbles lost from a few bids in prison
long after he's gone his scriptures living worried about the world yours is ending

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Originally Posted by J.T.S.

track rapes are never statutory numbers can't calculate my stats of glory
poetic murder justice frees me from this jungle before me
ghetto gore gory music mentally reclusive you can't defuse the fuse lit
I don't lose it the puzzle piece to how we run the streets
blasted peeps may they all rest in peace as I blast my piece
peaceful dealings were dealing with dirty dealers with scales
moving weight you couldn't carry weapon the same as dirty harry's
women very hairy kind of scare me my game is plain
the opposite of peanuts robbery week everyday your fleet's stuck
that's seven days of pocket picking ice-pick a victim symptom
most feared by white collar Christian I hollered fuck religion
I'm a living vision a few marbles lost from a few bids in prison
long after he's gone his scriptures living worried about the world yours is ending

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I like it id drop but on my phone n its a hassle

A hassle like pressin 3 buttons for a letter like I aint got nothin better to do with my time than write rhymes on this Samsung telephonic device from ancient times. Drop bars that cause extinction with a style so distinctive to an actual murder theyll link this, verse of slaughter not leaked from no album bitch I spray machine gun flows like a fountain, out of cash I shall build a mountain get yo severed head mounted, in plain view to see when the Mounties raid my property bitch Im a problem like Socrates, kickin like soccer teams down your throat I will knock your teeth.