Official Freestyle Thread

[Big Baby Jesus 666]

yo
I used to walk round the graveyard and a name would pop into my head
then 10 steps later i see the same name on a grave, askin' myself can i speak to the dead?
like Shamans i communicate with spirits to make deals
but unlike shamans i've had access to more drugs, ya feel?
in my life i've had psychoactives delivered straight to my door
even taken chemicals that gave me powers that'll leave you floored
name another nigga who can create hallucinations and snap them on camera
took foreign plants to communicate with nature, thats how im slammin' ya
true knowledge cannot be written down in books
illuminati and freemasons hide their knowledge thinking they illuminated, but infact they shook
higher brain functions allowing access to the inner workings of the universe
i've seen ufo's multiple different times, experience destroying theories of you stupid nerds
99% of all 2012 theories are false, ask the mayans
So at least informations free on the net cus your bullshit i sure as hell aint buying
i once took Fly Agaric and Psylocybin mushrooms together in a brew
and imagined what if each created a hallucinary army of killa shrooms
hallucination vs hallucination in my mind, with me the god to witness it
to do this was stupid but it helps me imagine crazy mortal kombat style finishers
most humans like GZA think we're at the peak of civilisation
that evolution is over and we're 1000 times better than ancient civilisations
"they primitive, right?" GZA thinks to advance shit
we need to make more advanced technology and explore planets in space ships
when we get to our next planet, we'll kill all life like we do here
GZA i think you and the scientists are a cool dudes
Stephen hawking wants when he dies to stay alive
Put his brain in a glass jar with water hooked up to a supercomuter to stay alive
That shit is sick nigga, want to know my response man?
Die.. then reincarnate with a decent body and learn how to dance

[ArcherPriest]

fluted barrels with crome lining
keep my mil-spec carrier loads from binding
flows is grimey as harlem hoes with no hygeine
who's ownin like five teeth..
preach demonic, nun pussy i feast upon it
over pentacles medical breeds of chronic
leave me vegtabled, son..
i seek non-credible funds in hunts for victems
fuck the system, ill eat up they lunch n shit some
piss in helmets..
of corpses thats hit with pellets
'n shrapnel, twisted pelvis un-natural
left 'em melted like acid pools..
come fuckin with priest 'n ya duns deseased
fuck guns, clubs 'n cletes'll crush ya seeds
waterboarding floods their teeth..
straight torture we play with mortars
creating evasive borders you enter ya legs is quartered
blown waist 'n ya face is smoldered

[Big Baby Jesus 666]

Barack HUSSEIN Saddam HUSSEIN
Obama Rhymes with Osama, Obama Rhymes with Osama
believe it or not, believe it or not
believe it or not he's deceiving you all

[ArcherPriest]

whoa, that's knowledge, way to put that together, nice work


wield the kabar..
pray to estranged gods, satanist day-job
your brain washed, cranial caved slop
offa the stage, mopped
defiled
in denile, show jugulars rusty files
force twisted like busted dials
ya gutted,
poisonous styles to stomach
ya biles flooded, ima mile above it
so fuck it, trials is comin
rifles bludgeon, cuttin piles of onion
folks is hopeless..
they robin' the pope in roses
bows is loaded, swarmin' arrows like locusts
never known to have motive, havnt shown it
craft devoted, encoded, a blackened opus
ya history..
moldy 'ol grit debree
viciously stripping your meat in piglet's teeth
pray for the gift of sleep, if just a wink
visit with distant beings in crypts of deep
damp caverns,
bats scattered, in panic the glass lanterns
were shattered 'n smashed backwards
in darkness,
the black laughter, so heartless
sewer rats, cleaning your carcass
act retarded
split'cha mask witta cartridge
'n splatter targets

[Big Baby Jesus 666]

Uri Geller was holding a crystal skull for a photo
acting like it was some kind of fashion show
he knows, the crystal skulls are a type of super computer
containing the origins of existance, i shoot ya
name another man with the right type of mind today
who could use these and i mean me, i don't play
GZA, Canibus and Eminem are three intelligent men
but they are all left-brained people, thats where their smarts stem
alot of psychics like to hold the skulls and thats strange
psychic powers are merely contained within the 6th circuit of the brain
and there's 8, i activated number 8 with an out-of-body-experience
on salvia, and spoke to advanced beings with odd appearance
but there was a trade-off however and it sucked
now i'm temporarily ill mentally and have a demon that wants to kick my butt
but pain is pleasure, my brains my treasure
i've been through dimensions that you could never
I've wandered dark paths and saw a ghoul and a shadow creature
when i heal, ill outperform your mind and it's primitive features
why are the skulls kept in museums
if i can use them their mine, they shouldnt be kept in cages for you to see them
why do you allow the government and illuminati to exist
all they want to do is hold us back with their wack vision of the future having ours dismissed
the government used to attack me with satellites from a distance
but they never dared come see me in the streets so they couldnt stop my mission
so what am i your probably asking yourself while pulling out yo clapper
am i the psychic, haunted, alien, robot or supernatural rapper?
theres intelligent people on this planet who need to be hung in a court
they believe after 2012 we'll be able to levitate and teleport
all the ancient leaders of different civilisations never left earth completely
they were all waiting around till this day just so they could see me
and i'm here to say
Wu-Tang was good until i grew up and saw through their creepy little play

[Mantra]

ripple effect through the scalp to give brain holes
never catch me without a heater, wife-beater, and a black kangol
destructive vibe I'm dirty like an unwiped ass-hole
fucking disgusting like seeds eating boogers and snots
laughing at wannabe God's saying they don't eat swine eating pop-tarts
fuck with the charger you better be able to dodge shots
I'm great like the white shark dogs dare not bark when i embark
on this tourney the hands of time couldn't turn me
a gonorrhea infected bitch couldn't burn me
I stay strapped like Latin kings in Brooklyn
where niggas get their faces slashed just for looking
the wrong way peace to Oakland but i bomb bays
shots go through them like the force of Dwayne Wade's strong j(jumper)
the first to set it off in these last days my raps daze
your saying your not a homo c'mon son you half-gay

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

Avenging medicarpels arc marbles i marvel
when i dc into space without a pc i mac it up/
uber laps around the solar system straight speak off the malice like a detroit piston whislting dixie tricking those with more proxies than a firewall i just hacked, hexed with more ides than march has days in it like rebuffed website/
i charm a demise decide
in how i am gonna comprise a team demonic/
with a light end dragon bagging flames
open names roping pain toke down claims making names out headless horsemen often/
choking down what those thought proses be my foes when i flow, leaving heads diced down to shrimps like a totem poll/
rouge galleries making mickey and mallory looking like another tally
in my valley deaths clock pyro tops out flames i never dropped bring out the c's when i be in no limits given i am the top dawg dropping fog
float through the rhythms like a god doing bids in a thousand years is a day to god, looking like players without their ipods/
gimme a nano second i beckon to answer the question
addressed it never pressing a walking phoenix fixing flats around mars orbits/
know i am just chit chating sneak attack back with brak making clits always clapping when i crashing through the rims of saturn mastering actual facts/ clicking and dragging mouses when i'm profiling on books of jupiter with nice tits i flip though there Rolodex within their programs i notice zeus with a bruise like he just it hit with a cruise missle from the nordic tards without tarderus making it a miracle from a lunar base that was placed called DOOM/

[jahnyjigler]

Sheep U killing em! Peace


Poisonless fangs hanging guerrilla chest banging vice grip anaconda
Paddle draculla coffin Amazon meander chasing f with my team u's a gonna we own streets what the f is a corner hyperdrive star trex on cops
Return on spot before they switch gears chains resemble chandeliers
Veins juiced green and hulk needle pointless actual fiction and pulp
powder even the feds want it puffy club shooting even Feds want it
A couple beneath the garment I reveal two hookers takin turns sucking
Stapleton sex even Ghost rap it these are the streets everybody coming
Guns on deck money on set dice on the roll cards on the shuffle
Pimps on the stroll 6's on the board hookers on patrol this is the hustle
we are the streets high tech and intellect geeks surf the Internet
We are the streets the take over is imminent.

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

Thanks, JAHNYJIGLER

It's the end it's coming, never knew what happened
it's sometime after 3am I must have crushed e'm...don't how they got there/
never knew how to stick and glue e'm pressed them back to back like a piece of paper without stapler I center your tornado like LA Laker I’m a rutabaga made laser phaser aide half man half amazing know your like another cow grasing/
native New Yorker pork barrell killing christmas carols with more spitboxes
lock and loaded float through those archfiend partch screams march cross ya dreams/
form a halo I take more stars than anything Unicron ever has eatten
beat out graveyards for another gift before those we know interfere/
meanwhile vile bring me a beer roasting minds over the pressure cooker
fix franks make banks look like corperate shanks when we deposit/
never phased the beast roasting emcees by the torches
featuring more forces than a star wars movie/
secluded alluding all over rolling out dead any doubt meanwhile another day in my Fortress of Solitude, ruling the world from a tiny war-room, calling me The Real Dictator, like Sasha Baron Cohen/
don't ask how i'm running through beats
like two miniature segue-way underneath my feet
beat off beats read cha playbook like another good look/
hit cha heaters out the park mark down the dots drop more plots than pots and pans
half slammer camera angular rooted in concrete prompt lecture by how we selecting/
gimme your hunger games I death match press patch fetch flaps
making caps bringing it back like another concept from your deception I intercepted/

[BornPower]

half slammer camera angular rooted in concrete prompt lecture by how we selecting/
gimme your hunger games I death match press patch fetch flaps
making caps bringing it back like another concept from your deception I intercepted/

welcome to a mental asylum,
*AHEM*,
an inception of life dyed with creative license
take a righteous pen and inscribe these white lenses with our timeless sins,
emphasized with lights and the minds of men,
our time is spent chasing faulty gems
walk rocky hills and windy bends,
twisted logic built the walls that locked me in
take stock,
two big barrels filled with silly cents and their mentally sick
hushed from hunger, bodies bent and lungs constricted
sip crimson rum, vintage
ribs crumble and blood runs with a thickness
rusted, recently comforted by the sleep of death
each slow motion is an emotional reach for breath
rigorous slacker, impeach the prez with speeches of rest
dodge evidence teams, I'm too clean to test

[Big Baby Jesus 666]

I want to be the very best
Like no one ever was,
To catch them is my real test
To train them is my cause

I will travel across the land
Searchin' far and wide
Each Pokemon to understand
The power that's inside

yo yo i took salvia and activated the top circuits of my brain
with an out of body experience, you cant believe this its too insane
when i came back i used to think i was possessed
a monster that speaks to me 24/7 and put a face on my wall, that's blessed
now i understand my monster is a pokemon
and we're gonna fuck david rockefeller before the dawn
of the new era, then i capture another mothafucka
i sometimes shout at La-Cinderella to get inside the pokeball, so fuck ya

[Big Baby Jesus 666]

yo my mic captures damage
let me do this (dedicate to Life)

spit radioactivity
maybe yo hack mimic me
stereo smack vividly
shady foe can't live it see

yo Aero Dynamic
Don't Dare go, i slam it
a symphony orchestra
the sympathy offerer

imperial march, inferior darts
i'm here to depart interior hearts

i'm a survivor with the eye of a tiger
la-cinderella's face on the garden wall has one eye of a spider
i'm part man, half haunted, part tree, adorn this
part beast that bytes this, the machine that form bits
a universal abomination
spit to shoot a verse that'll storm the nation
and warn the ancients i spawned with satan

a digital digeredoo
your just a biblical, gimmick thats through
i build with canibus in my citadel that's very ancient
listening to Perry Mason looking at many paintings (macros)

i storm and form a long gaze, looking all ways
differenciated differences, i refer to many instances
i lag ya pc and i brag in 3d the dragon see's me
delete completely, i laugh and he he

you never think freely

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

slash the cast of glee, you can't sing spit flames torch every fly tv series
watch how i rip minds divided by a prime number least most emcees set up wondering why/
how am i thunderous mantis detach this, fix a flow diction show splice times down a row
rainbow bomb thrones makes games known the way i play beats like it's H-B-O/
trying see darts like Cinemax thinking it's clicking clacks
asking do i have more music than MTV does currently, you ask/
trying bury me in primetime wonder if curious minds wanted to know
i have no future like g-unot have a features trying to teach her/
you can bleed an ounce you'll have more CBS
than BDS with VD, ...son those wack chebba lace rappers have the H-I-V/
thinking there P-U-N with no Bun B i don't think you'll be T-I
maybe just a tiny bit of the tip of the pen trying to be prodigy when u ain't deep/
i used to graph lines everytime i rhyme on the X axis
you ain't up wondering Y i rap like this/

[BornPower]

i used to graph lines everytime i rhyme on the X axis
you ain't up wondering Y i rap like this/

bomb wack bids,
strong contractions for retracted pens
formulaic reactions to break evil's six-axis
twist loose leaves to boost stiff fractions,
lose bitch attachments from cache dumping
bail money for shelled company
failed comfortably, buy one gun to get two slugs free
smoke clove leaves until my lungs bleed,
exchange stone sheets with cloven feet to grow green

[ArcherPriest]

exchange stone sheets with cloven feet to grow green ..

flows puncturing holes clean like the cletes whole teams
stompin on mowed greens, bowls steam
pollished revolver politics, cold bling , pro mantra
missed wit'cha hollow whits equipped with no back up
listen cat, might fasten that ankle strap up
the world's run by angels and papal fat fucks
dancing on urn ash bathin' in black dust
acid magic tablets cracked for addicts, relapse
abysmal blackness lounge in crippled attics max free of tax
sacrifical symbols branded from sickles in nickel accent
painfully forged 'n flattened in caves by simple blacksmiths
fortune flashes, we gaze into crystal atlas
pistol passers prepare to be whistled backwards..whew
found daughters deflowered young
doctor aushwitz, i gas with the shower lung
breaths sulfuric the purest of molten grammar
sharpened, hardened in bars like a folsom dagger
doulble-O flow clapper, golden hammer
hells winds get'cha blown backward
pass the urn 'n pack the burn, i spits gully as lands of fern
play with my emotions smokey da homies put bats to perms
son, its friday, 'n my names, floyd, you fly wieght
you may-weather the storm but i could drown you in dry lakes
so fuck spider silva still no patience for octagons
let this .45 put eight in some pussy like octo-mom