Official Freestyle Thread

i blast these catz wit math, im splashed wit soul
hot like coals, knowledge flos thru micphones
im comin for tha throne, cuz reel rap is gone
its my turn ta burn like bombs in lebanon
tha knight vs tha pawn, sword swingin tll dawn
till tha sun rises, ta wash away all violance
still a karate choppin novice, coolin in silence
tha beat dont matter, i adapt to mass enviroments
unfold scrolls as i flo in cold climates
civilized and wise, wit open eyes i shine
climb tha highest summit tried ta escape tha crime
but its hard for tha rap czar, ta shine like a star
tha last thing they every saw, FURYALLAH
tiger claw vs tha eagle, good vs evil
find me smoked out, pushin back deisel,
jason, mixtape rapin ya mind
illuminatin glare, those who stared became blind
like an eclipse, this lyracist seekin bliss
find me on tha 6th, wit my click, catchin a lift
move thru swift, then blow like the 7 trumpets
sp-1200, blunted wit thunder punches

While I do a hundred crunches with a six Pack!
The Dead Man that spits Phat, Mc'z get bullets gift wrapped,
I spit darts threw the Internet, and injure vets,
Causin havoc for who ever enters next, My Wu sword chops there necks!
leavin blood all over the stage,
Mainstream wack ass rapper get beat down in rage,
You see the writting on the Wall, theres no use fighting Paul,
Like a Titan Rising, my badez sclicen you all!
Meet the Soul Collecta that don't know betta,
The Dead God that will toss you in the shredder!
And grab a brew before I stab a few, Wack Mcz,
You can't rap like deez, Meniacle, Morbid Mad Men with Disease,
Disecting you like the blunt for my treez!
Beware the Wu Killa Beez!

Lyrical lacererations causin wacks cats deactivation emancipation of tha Crook order niggas shook sorta my warfare a distraught portal ...enter tha gates of hell no escapin shells test fate n get fell'd hollows penatratin ya pelle pelle lethal weapon like a combination of danny n mel my plan b 2 tell tales of tha wicked in tha booth stick n move when spittin rude smitten dudes simply kittens 2 da big kat's food ....my rap tools used 2 demonstrate skill SLEEP SINATRA here 2 renavate real.....

Frosted like flakes, baked on the wake
Great state, I'm inate nasty nice
Spice up a text, puff smoke inject chest
Sess blessed, no stress gets the vet
Wet whistle after weed missile, official
Pictual bud, crystal-coated an' potent
Smoke more plenty? No coke, whore it's 4:20

nowadays muthafuckas try and play me,
I'll take em out ghostem like Patrick Swayze,
Point Break detain your goals like drunk tanks,
thoughts Flanked floating ideas collide and sink,
belly up distended brain blank from no clearance,
police fear but give chase running circles in this rat race,
the fat of the land secretly with held from our plates,
that flood banks levy's can't withstand the weight...ebb & flow
as blood bakes... we let it go, federal flaws raise stakes... our fuses blow,
inflated rates caught off guard... move to and fro,

You shit seems to always have a message to it, pretty nasty.

Lil' Ill the pill poppin', heart stoppin'
Floor moppin', workin' stiff sloppin'
Often drinks to think, away shit brink
Edge ledgin' ledgers, sledgehammed in slammer
Jammed man misguided, tried it but why kid?
Fly...it's, inevitable unavoidible, choiceable voice
Hoist and boyster defenses, mended fences
Blend in splendid, tended tiger touch tactics
Mastered and crafted, disaster war pathed it
Bastard's blastin', bustin' out trust spout
Sit and rust, our I could fuckin' bust out.

Edit...9 minutes ain't bad right?

Sit and rust, our I could fuckin' bust out.

break jaws till mush mouths throw junkyards when dumpin,
leave foes cut like pumpkins metal shards lacerate oddly,
heist life away like a robbery geared up like an Armory,
block Wally's see nothing frontin Lumpy's stay hunting for Beaver,
during June I carry Cleavers each delivers more fire than heaters,
I Light house decievers by rituals they perform... orphaned delivery from contaminated sperm,
I travel back in time by walking through a worm,
satellites are burned from my inner steller storm,
untold fortunes hidden in the tiny slivers of code,
I'm much more than 1's & 0's download my digital soul,
Fuck mindless chants or catchy cliche phrase,
unveil the masquerade with an exacto knife blade,
break down the plan for slaves controlled under a working wage,
corporate scams and federal taxes always seem cut away,
these monatary whips cause lashes stressed out day to day,
as bills begin to pile were walking a long green mile,
while Michael Clarke Duncan was pitied by Tom Hanks,
I'd gut him with a long shank... greetings from shawshank,
Were living this raw rank society brainwashed by blacken panes,
with HD clarity to distract us from everythang,
fighting to see light of day like 300 we fight in the shade...

Die suckin 9'z out! Wit a Thrust that will rip ya mind out!
In the Temple of Dartz, itz simple how I tear out heartz!
Mc'z duck my Murderous Artz, Sending get well cards,
Covered wit the blood of Retards, Butcherd Beatifully in the yards,
I send Mcz back to there maker, and cut out there throatz wit a razor,
Later I crack a coors and smack some loosrs,
Watch me kill em' funny like William Money, You're Unforgiven,
Theres one more shittin, his pants as Im spittin,
Necronamacon Chantz as the dead man dance!!

Necronamacon Chantz as the dead man dance!!

we've witnessed trees swallowed alive by mechanical plants,
monsterous mechanized mandibles mastecate and mash,
nature smashed in the thraws of death til nothings left but ash,
eliminating evolution and earths natural eco's systems for cash
corporate sponsored death reek havoc on mother earth ass,
global warming occur ignored warnings we slowly churn,
while over fishing the ocean seas, endangered but no worries?
for we will live our life high and not see these disastrous flurries,
we'd rather sacrifice now as it does not affect our quality of life,
it's forseen our children's children will ultimately pay the price,
I'm not talking fisher price I'm speaking of mass loss of life,
once the sea's warm vital undercurrents will change direction,
like a huge viral infection earth's neglection will expose the frozen cold,
an Ice age to clense the globe of man's parasitic infectious hold

masterful plans smash on ya mans wit tha war hammer my panoramic views cause mad dudes 2 scatter tha brutal chapter ..hard core legacy fakin neva me i spit reality wolf fangs rippin out ya neck animality challenge me god accept loss valianty...as i spray vecinitys rookies want battles im takin rime virginity mental 10X stronger than u physically...but wont hesatate 2 throw a blow uppercut crash on ya nose till u out cold..

Fear Feels Mcz Chest as we put you to rest,
ST. Paul, Big Ben and Spoken roll like da best,
as the rest of the world decays from radiation,
While the Devil lays with temptation, and the world plays nathin',
We erasin you wack catz off da chartz with wu bladez always sharpend,
as I sit cuttin hearts out cause' mine darkend,
Holocaust Aftermath shatters the world!
While we roll wit da W as these other rappers spit like girls!

I shout bold with a pirates laugh! While Riotz Mash!

spittin like gurls minds twirl wit fantasy's REAL HIP HOP STILL BREATHES no! can it b?? demandin reach on tha newb's n herbs sleep spittin factuals tha duke truly superb ...my tooly will learn tha most eduacated better face it or get burned keep it basic ...technically my methods b laced wit tha illness question me? naw tha question b when's tha ressurection? b4 niggas was worried bout how many g's they gettin a session...

We's always releasin ogression,
My acts of depression always leaves Mcz Guessin,
Blessin u wit my long sword, Come aboard My event Horizon!
Ill leave u wit ya eyes gouged while ya whore is cryin!
More fryin da fire as we watch you retire!
My desire for flesh is grotesque!

we spill seals not meant to be read,
open 3 eyes hidden in ya forhead,
leave the floor red I have blood on my hands,
I listened to Cho's diatribe he was a smart guy,
that seen past the lies but he couldn't hold inside,
so the devil and him rode inevitably down the rode,
the victims fate was sealed from an introverted psychopath,
now the government will write a bill disguised for protection,
might as well wrap the US inside a giant condom,
because only the blind do not see any problem,
as civil rights are being stomped on and forgotten,
and continue to attack cultures they summize as rotten,
the patriot act verbage describes us as potential targets,
so don't believe a thing they say about terrorist trying to harm us.

I got the perp last friday, outside a small bar
To where he swallowed his last breath, i followed in charles' car
Who is a crackhead who said its stolen, but i could borrow it
He said if he don't get it back, i'll know what sorrow is
The target drove past the alley, and parked in a private lot
Sterotypical thug type, i got the job from the thug's wife
U might be shocked, but she said he pimped her on the low
"Threw her in the dirt", "left her in the rain", nuthin more than a "hoe"
With a face of tears, she paid me off, told me tendencies
Quickly be friended me, an i got the pussy with hennesy
Anyways, the husband drank till' two, last to leave the bar
Which is convient, no witnesses to peep the spark
Watchin from the alley in shadows, he dumped his ash out
Then stumbled pass the darkness from which i dashed out
A immeadite head lock, he drunkenly laughs amused
He's droppin change an shit, fuck, paths of clues...
My gun had a silencer, put it in his mouth like a bottle
When i shot, smoke came out his nose, his back throttled
Layed'em to the side, started to clean up the scene
When i spotted sumbody watchin wita cheep tux an jeans
He started runnin, so i ran after, gotta get the bastard
I'm hope'in he don't run to the chruch, don't wanna hit the pastor
I'm gain'in strides, showin fitness, the witness is slowin down
I gotta do the job right cuz my buisness is go'in down
He tripped on a curve, an hit his head on a mail box
Slowly turned on his back, an said u goin to jail pops
I stepped on his mouth, he kicked his legs a squealed
I'm not tryin to take two lifes, so i cut a deal
I took his I.d., said if u snitch, my homies is comin kid
Fuck yo street rep, cuz to them, u ain't runnin shit
I let'em up, he jogged away, now back to the alley
He got me off track, i'm in the back of a rally's
Once i returned, my jaw dropped in amazement
There wasn't a body there, just blood on pavement...

tha misconception of boom bap got me stressin so i blow sess n forget tha neglection real headz tellin me keep wit tha direction reflection of my soul in tha flow that im blessin invesstin mad time writin lines late night ...gimme my chance 2 shine fuck stage fright! tha brave mic maruader slaughter foes fuck daughters martyr for tha cause pause....then father all opposin ones my dunz known for holdin gunz unholy ones blastin at tha podium ...

I heard a musical arrangement,
It carried me inside,
a room with an old man,
as he begun to cry,
he said he weeps for humanity has lost,
I looked puzzled and asked him how many you toss?
he grimaced back at me and cleared his throat,
told me I was on a one way trip to hells commode,
and stated he doesn't drink it lighten the load,
as he pointed to his head he took out a old knife,
and cut his own throat and smiled as he died.

damn ya b on sum ill ass story tellin shit *daps

we smokin em like cigs, snappn rapperz like twigz!
At our gigs all you see is fist! W's with a Deadly Kiss,
Mister Big used my car and when I got it back it had no hood,
I roll a blunt and say itz all good,
as long as you hit the fucker!
Sleep Sinatra found the corpse under some covers,
I grab a shotgun off my shelf, and crep in stealth,
A ghost gives me lyrics as I blaze wit spirits,
Ravens on my shoulders make anxious,
Yo Kid watch watch shank dis site til theres nouthin left!

nuthin left but still we bustin tec's tellin paul 2 stop squeezin cuz tha motherfuckers dead...down tha road ditchin tha body old man showed up hit em wit tha shotty prolly lay his ass next 2 tha last stiff comin back into town blowin tha last spliff past hits as quick as these silent assassins rappin 2 victory...

redoin history leavin horrid mysteries, bodys on the road lay smashed,
Everytime my mic unloads Im always trashed,
Sinatra tolled me to stop squeezin, but everytime I fire itz pleasing,
Now Im shooting at a corpse on the road thats not even breathing,
Causin Murders in the Evening, its 9:36,
And im tellin satan, you can't hurt me bitch,
thats when big ben, sinatra, & big woke me up,
and passed me a shovel and tolled to me to dig myself up!

tha plot slowly twist as i remines(sp) n take hits..stray bullets caught tha nigga now he bleedin tellin em keep calm son! applyin pressure squeezin cash still in tha bag mad dashin n theivin pigs on our ass so we blastin for reasons..fuck a bid time we still got grindin 2 do..all of us hit feels like im dyin duke i swerve 2 quick n tha car flips...now we all up 2 r arms in shit...

dodgein bullets, fuck the po po, I pass sinatra the fo fo,
oh no, these Pigs are gaining on us! Swat teams sprayin at us,
What the Fuck! I threw a stick of dynomite in the pigs truck,
thats when I swerve the car to the right,
ready to show these cops a fight,
and I still dont want to call it a night!

we at a stand off now wit just two clips so i bumrush tha jakes n knock em fuckin toothless ruthless agression wut im showin see paul reach for grenades n starts throwin i dive into a ditch n hear high pithc screams feelin groggy vison gettin blurred is it just a lucid dream??

yea its a lucid dream til reality smacks you in the face/
king tito's bitch gagged on the sofa back at ma place/
imports shippin next week, keep em steady on ma waist/
name em Latino Heat, miami niggas call 20 Keys a taste/
cant touch this dunny, got lyrics for ya body/
hit left, hit right, nigga its wu-tang karate/
who bangs the shotty, u bitch soft son/
let ya girl hol the shit after she licks off the cum/
u get ripped off once, thats twice 2 many/
no room for revenge leave ya body bloody dead and smelly/
ima battle rapper homey, no more shadowboxin queer/
ma shadow packed up and bounced cuz he had it up to here/
im strait rappin out of fear, throwin bullets like spears/
wait till the ghost of ma victims re-appear/
spiritual presence cause immobility like deers/
got u in ma headlights nigga take cover/
call me a mofo homey i rape mothers/
break butter wit the top notch soldiers/
steak cutter in ma arm nigga chops thru boulders/
on the block dont matter whos older/
u get jumped wit no hesitation, look over ya shoulder/


stay up ya-

hope that wasnt directed toward any 1 in peticular....

any who....

crook throwin tha boulders of fate 2 smash ya crush a niggas lungs till weezin like asthma ghost niggas like casper exaggeratin they fake rime swagga tha nine hammer cock back n shots blast ya cant b surpassed tha vicous master time n after...again sip mad gin 2 increase tha flow of my pen bones i will bend n break begin wit hat i body cats lyrical do not depend on strength ..but got more than enough call ya bluff fours will erupt get bucked..

2 no 1 in peticular just flowin...
niggas go head try n tell on me 2 tha feds ill take my own arm off replace wit a chain saw roll wit tha "army of tha dead" alarmin 2 u kids im dat fuckin rap general dukes scared 2 see me its tru they lack genitals principality flow in motion im suspendin u expell hell yo im cold n strapped better kno...tha intellectual criminal fuck subliminals ..if i got sumthin 2 say its 2 ya face that im rippin thru ..ginsu blades whut ya body b ridden wit shotty lickin shit money mikes hardly pimpin it..par b limpin cuz da toaster on my leg side...have u standin on ya head like guzzlin kegs DIE....keep it 1hunnid

nah i was just in a New York state of mind feel me, lol wasnt attackin no1 i kno how this thread works.

peace -

simply amazing with complex similies grazing
ur virginity's placement lyrically enemy waistin
energy vacant men'll be tentivly given places
then ill be spittin hatred and be clinically considered insane bitch
remember me? The greatest replaced with the tag of Cabron
and entity of greatness and laced with some mags of sason
dag, the rhyme zone verbal murder that im on
be translated while amputatin fags in different time zones
lime on gashin wounds askin you ass chews actin faggot to-
cut the raquet tunes while im bashin thru backs with rachet tools
cut yo ass in two, -excuse me i mean in fourths
while im streamin forth in hells kitchen eatin pork with demon forks
thee? u be mvp in cemen sports
give me the torch i guarantee ull leave and pee ur shorts
me, dont even front bombay on page
spittin 16, Fuck a 14 like akon on stage

emmaculate scriptures impactin tha blizzard that im spittin sub zero degrees wanna b thug heros get smitten ...smite thee strike quick as lightnin my titan moves is frightnin vibrant goliath crew emphasizing...pain n mental strain shots into ya temple drain any form of thought formulate tha master plot bastards popped over paranoia.... tha apparent void of bravery makes me laugh n u piss ya pants blatanly facin decapation b hastily move wit grace as we continue this amazin race im overlappin rappers niggas stuck in they place ...like they shoes cemented my dukes will end it wit uzis grenades any tool or method...

We handle scandals correct wit tech's..
Technical difficulties for cults that can't rep..
My steps stampede and cause ground-zero effects..
Lines flex from the mouth, and create chaos in bouts..
Motor-mouth patrons get bagged like a weed ounce..
Sound-men pronounced dead on the set, after mic checks..
Cradle to the grave kicker like Jet, downing a beck's beer..
Lightweight champ, lyrics travel to proclaim titles in light years..
Catch a contestant on the jack, and attack em right there..
The death stare before the beheading, sun-down setting..
Home-land killer testing weapons on the range..
Change the game artist, the hardest mc that's deranged..
God bless the seed who see's progress..
Verbally raw, civilians pause as my army charge..
rebels catch headshots then see singing birds, snd stars..

my name is casey/
a lot of my classmates think im crazy/
they say i remind em of john wayne gacey/
cuz my face is always in full clown face paint see/
I like to kill ppl/
i don give a fuck if u pray under a steeple/
unlike u im nothin feeble/
ill kill u with jus a single needle/
imma fuckin hideously deformed creature/
ill slowly slice ur throat in the theatre/
its dark n nobody will notice/
ive been labled a serial killa like a stamp on postage/
they tried to tell me no women n no kids/
fuck that, i killed a mother n her baby jus when it popped/
made em look like a shishkabob/
i know, i know, ive got really demented thoughts/
i took joy in killin my mom n pops/
but its the most fun to kill is cops/
n after i kill em i eat em with an apple shoved in they mouth/
i went on a rampage with ma plow/
i practiced with cows/
now im plowin civilians/
call me a villian/
cuz i aint no good guy/
bottom line,im obsessed with homicide/

Ain't nothing practical bout the way i practice terrorist tactics..
Swinging swords bodies droppin' like bird shit across the atlas..
to bitches i slap dick, asian dimes bone em backwards..
Til' they back flip, so when i bust we under the mattress..
My pants sag like tits on a old bitch..
Mc's thikin' they rock well, when they drier than a yeat infected clit..
Leave ya hood lit like christmans trees have ya momma on her knees..
I call her a cannibal cause she love to eat my seeds..

It was my sixteenth birthday, july seventeenth
Accounts was low, wallets thin, would heaven sink
today? We had the average cook out, in eighty degrees
Partly cloudy said channel nine, an maybe a breeze
My brother Cohen kept crackheads out, think he was sellin
Trap or die he stay sayin, the nigga's a fellon
The ridin dirty blastin, that nintey five u-g-k
My kin an friends mixed like water and koolaid
It was harder to fool ray, on the court wit pump fakes
B-ball fun would distort, when sum nigga pumped brakes
Tire die on the street, smell of burnt rubber...
Sound startled the cake holder, so candles burnt mother...
Grandma came out wit hot grease, me an my niggas thinkin
Don't call the cops please, K stashed away the keys
No apologie, i see both of'em laughin'
My little shiesty brother got old milk out a trash can
Screwed the top off....smelt it an smerked
He threw it in they window, white chunks on they shirt
They jumped out mad as fuck, and i got incentive
To hop the fence an, have'em reported missin'
Called my peoples out the house, time for two on two
Even thou it coulda been a whole crew on two
One said fuck walnut hills, so we started rockin'em
I scooped one from behind, like change we was droppin'em
My brother pulled me off of one, sirens in the distance
K said from my eighteenth, he's hire'in a piston
Those hoes got back in they car, talkin hella shit
Tryin leave before the cops came, that's how we drop lames

vicous war crys i meta-morphasize into a demon// schemin wit wicked lines while bitches beg for semen// so they can give birth 2 a god i throw dirt over live souls if we squab//microchip embedded in my brain so if we set-it off// i switch 2 killer mode iller flows will get u wetted dog// pathetic weakling simply fuel 2 tha fire// i whip many "mules" make rappers "asses" n liars// third degree "burnin funny niggas" like richard pryor// wizards n witches just wishin they shit was tighter// because my magic leave warlocks in envy// i spray mythical wordplay till my staff empty...

man im disecting words like ghostface killah/
call me the doctor cause im curing bored minds/
or call me thrillah cause im exciting like dat fight in manilla/
my imagination is like a clock it just winds/
i can cook tasty rhymes like the chef raekwon/
still in a strugle though show of ur jewels & i will take one/
im humble see i watch what i say/
but step up 2 me and i'll dance around u all day/
like the boxer ali formerly known as clay/

I rhyme below the poverty line, the people's king
My lyrics "take flight" like they choppin a eagle's wings
Gut u like pigs, feed the fish wit ya livers
Mister Big get the pussy, then throw yo bitch in the river
Wit cinder blicks tied to her chin like bike helmets
Watch the water turn red like where a belt hits
To me, "beef" is like pussy, cuz i "eat it" "rare" bitch
You "cockroaches" get off my pipe, go beat a bear dick
I'll tie u down an crush on of ya balls in a juicer kid
One of the old hand ones wit levers, u push down an fluids drip
I'll lock yo pregant girl in my freezer an ice her
Then wit yo other ball, i'll dice it in a boiled egg slicer
Take three inch needles and stick yo right hand
And bang them shits in, with a drawer from yo night stand
Tie yo ankles to seperate trucks, on the hitch dog
One goes east, one goes west, one leg gets ripped off
So u got no balls, a broken had, and one leg
Now i line yo fam up, an' say "all or uno", which one u want dead?

ayo...

these men r "mice" i hunt em down tha lyrical "falcon"// skull scalpin exposin puny brains for smart mouthin// par shoutin as i twist his head round tha opposite way// till tha shit poppin off fluids erupt a bloody display// in a hoody skull faced i b tha reaper// heat seekin wit tec 9's n direct lines tha gatekeeper// fuck testin "fate" im death lay u in ya "restin place"// collectin souls as i blow bones killa sess inlaced// better invest in coroners n coffins//i disconnect ya life "cable" ur tha "show" that im watchin//throwin windmills n im laughin bobbin,weavin and boxin// "stone cold stunnin" these sons like "steve austin"//...

mighta recycled tha steve austin line(damn im mad doded lol)