Official Freestyle Thread

yo
i gat ya retinas on smash wen u read what i wrote
ya cant comprehend the style my lines u cant quote
as my voice floats i spoke into the atmosphere
i break doubles in half until their shattered pairs
i choke fake emcees with this thread
what i said is basically that my poison flow will leave ya dead
when my devastatin air born rhymes arrive i watch u depart
i kno ya destination before we even start, tear yall apart
u like a car stuck in park cuz ya engine cant spark
ya future's dark, ya lost like the stuff under the X mark
get attacked by the great black shark, livin on Noah's Ark
the fight in the dog will leave n****z afraid of the dogs bark
my flo be outrageous, sick but not contagious
ya cant catch it cuz the words leave ya mind spacious
yall are ignorant, my style rips thru ya ligaments
reason why i rite so good? theres rhymes on my fingerprints

Go out side, step to tha real rappers, They dont care how you write coz they spit from tha heart. Make you loose your place and wish you were a cat,, Coz yool need the nine lives after there done with ya..

I could go on and on till tha break of dawn,, But after reading this shit, I am starting to yawn, Yawn, Yawn .......................... G O N E

yo
verbally assasinat emcees wit poison darts
hit em in the chest my voice breaks it apart
penetrates the heart, fatal cardiac arrest
my style gat people obsessed, i put already dead bodies to rest
the best, comin with the hercules strength
too long fa u ta reach, outer space distance length
im the boss so blazed i gat people fired
i stand out so much that my legs get tired
never expire, display brilliance as the new status
the rap king of the palace, strong inside a metallic lattice
i rule rap on the earth's soil, ruler of geology
brand new style spit it like undiscovered technology

i masacer folk like peps in rowanda
so "brandish yo weapon or get dropped to the canvas"
iight ronda funny niggas ya'll aint bankas
im a monster aka called blanka
a street matador with the galor for destruction
if this was hockey bitch hooking was the obstruction
and yo destruction will be more than five minutes
i'm a real killa fuck all ya lame gimmics
this game i'ma win it, the yankees dont got shit on this pennant
im the grand champ the rest are just tennants
for the time being i'll be the only perp ya'll seeing
cause bitches get scared and like the jews keep on fleeing
i'm not egyptian but i'll enslave yo ass
make u walk on hot glass get cooked u rook like fresh bass
.....

shit i got mind block ahhhh!!

stomachs aching el smokin never fakin
i asked her whats shakin
she said my sanity will never make it
wine sippin hustle flippin
my eyes couldnt help from drippin
her smile and witt got me trippin
unexpected brow sweatin in the dark dutch spark
playin central park
where the fuck where do i park
i smell it all like a shark
she's on the low like a dedicated narc
had my wifey maintained my cute face and crisp nikes
could this be infactuation or it might be
an angel from the savior this predicament is major
would leaving something good for something great make me a traitor?
i brushed off nay-sayers and haters
my visions was deeper and greater
thought immaturity would give me immunity
circumstances got me frustrated, hit her with verbal cruelty
change of location and sense of isolation gives me insecurity but im patiently waitin
for the siren to wipe my tears from cryin
kenneth cold gear in the cleaners dryin
3 eggs fryin God strike me if lyin, that
my tombstone is flooded in chrome with her name carved on stone
never met her seed but im sure i'll set the tone
countless women in the crib 'n
plenty lust complimented my weed and dust
with all that and then some she don't even want me trust
her beauty got my dick on thrust
my next nut will be on her stomach wake up next morning imma wipe off her crust
gaining her love is a must, too many times i held a grudge
with all the bullshit i gave her she never budged
her cold veins got me open borderline insane
tattooed on my chest is the home of PAIN
but my mental on the verge of drain
going 'gainst the grain
bring all the water that you want but you couldnt burn my flame

burn my flame.>

i earned my shame, plus everything else
learned from pain, get cash, fuck everything else
clusterfuck these busta fucks that step fast
metal dicks that leave you more than a wet ass
dont go too fast, shorty take it slowly
and bitch dont bite the dick when you blow me
thats one thing that got the same first and last time
battle me, thatll be your first and last time
and i aint talkin bout no bullshit rap battle
know what im talkin bout, full clip, clack, rattle
im in the hood wit a bigger knife than Rambo, or-
hoes wit skirts that lift up like Lambo doors
better yet mothafucka, all of the above
plus a Glock by my cock and a pocket full of slugs
shit that rocket off, rip ya locket off
fuck rippin ya arm, 12 gauge lift the socket off

im the illest around
i bring the illest sound
i kill you non ill clowns
this ill shit gets its rounds
so ill you feel all brown
in your tummy
so now you're ill
next time take antacids
before i burn you with my skill


take that pill!!!!

meet you on the hilltop at high noon bitch
tryna move shit in my Red Light District that's "Ludacris"
Move Bitch, before I'm forced to move you
cock back the 357's and send em through you
You spit like two two's, I'm mo like fo fo's
movin on .50 caliber, yall better go low
get ya wig popped off for tryin to stand tall
crawlin through my hood you couldnt stand at all
Like an infant, I regress heads thats breast fed
turn em to newborns, naked on they steps, red
fakin on the set, dead, you know how it go
hand on the pump and you know how it blow
like Cypress Hill smoke, we the ill folk
pop pills you bitch joke, get ya ribs broke

shrap deez, damn dropping some sick shit
had me really intoxicated of of his feces a lit
the flame burned dull brown with flows uncontainable
took it to the nostrils and up to my brain now its obtainable
snort it out in a snot rocket with all the perfect
lines, certs, and breaks
unlike the rest of the cats who take hip hop coffee breaks

coffee breaks i never taken that, they probably take em
breakin back, the shotty weight'll probably break em
they probably fakin, i take breaks to sleep and thats that
on the hunt drunk off the liquor, cock the heat and pass that
pass the blunt too, hydro got my eyes low, Sun Tzu
plus we from zoos, we a pack of gorillas who'll crush you
if you a pussy bitch then fuck you, and you, and fuck you
if you got a pussy and you a bitch, i might fuck you
that don't mean i won't buck you, don't get it twisted
your face good nuff as your pussy to get fisted
got small ass hands, but they can squeeze the radiator
so bust it before i bust it cuz you know i'm a hater
I hate loc's and bitches, white folks and snitches
but most of all, folks who aint worthy of they riches
I snatch em, slash em, wrap em up in cellophane
Open off the meth, Im bound to bring hella pain
I like a mellow dame, pretty lil submissive bitch
Come on some Dominatrix shit and I'll hit you bitch
bit whos dick? rip you bitch, dig two ditch
Half the ashes in one, half in the other
Burned up teeth layin in the cracks in the gutter
Hard like crack smooth like butter but never soft
Tradin in them lil white stones for better rocks
Tradin in that ice to cash for some ice to flash
Fuck with my shit and your life'll flash
Before your eyes before you catch four and die
Check my weight, the truth weigh more than lies
Right now I'm 145 but with this one .45
I can hit up all these phonies leave em 105
One hundred'll die, throw that shit in a shit bag
The rest them mothafuckas gotta live wit a shit bag
You ain't shit fag, ain't worth no toilet paper
I get more of the paper with each boil or caper
Wrap you up like foil paper or Saran Wrap
It's a wrap for these rap cats fuckin wit the man Shrap

All these fake ass gangstas wanna spit about guns,
while i manifest darts that pierce ya fuckin lungs
Im...Deadly, Deadly,
y'all cats is neva ready,
my rhyme books explode,
shrapnel rip you like confetti.
It blasts like climaxes,
on the attack,
slash ya back,
Hardcore rap?
Shit, I'll kick a fuckin hole in ya track

all yall crackas wanna pop shit
stick to what you know, pop zit

The cracker was the name of the man weilding the whip
We say it but don't allow the origin of what we're saying to slip
I'm keeping my grip on reality cause we're in a constant war
The whole world's a plantation but we feel free cause we can walk in through the front door
but the only door that counts is the one that we can own for ourselves
cause otherwise we're as bound than the books on the shelves
until a curious mind desides to put it to use
I'm knowing my use and I identify the transformation of the noose
so open your eyes so you can really see for yourself
having knowledge of self is the penacle of wealth

the wisdom has been spoken and now more follow
when truth is spoken for some is hard to swollow
we try to follow but the voice gets dim
no more freedom ring and the people forgott the hynms
sad it seems, who is to awaken the minds?
rewind the history books but we are still not defined
our history hard to find but we still dont see the sings
that here we'll never be on top because they wont let us climb
the shine is non in a land built by black hands
50's, 60's, 70's now we need a 2000's stand
fuck a million man i just need 400k strong
to show dedication and action for what went wrong
are all black spineless? NO! i'm happy that wisdom spoke
because the man is still killing us even with out the rope
but all though non will stand be asured i still have hope
cause i'm a decedant of chaka zulu so with war i can cope
never did i say that i was a "saint" like pope/but i want to help my people
even if my voice is not heard now remeber " a wave came from a riple"