Official Freestyle Thread

[Battle 1]

Eliminition of a crab mc faking his true location
Don't matter death is his final destination
His rhymes so weak causing no irritations
His posts bound to his neck choking on his own fustrations
He's an Mc animal mutation found with no ammunition
Portrait of a fake clip living his life in animation
Definitions of his rhymes unholy like swine drunk of wine pure retardation
His head to big for his shoulders so he needs a decapitation
In bold letters as I take his propz like capitalization
School his savage ass bring him into civlization
He's been living amongst wild pigs with no wigs tied to twigs
He don't know the time can't do the math lacking figs (figures)

[Aclikyano]

That above shit you put up was so weak that I aint even sure if it was a diss towards me or not.

Your rhymes are so weak your not even worth getting at. But because you put this and then qouted my shit is the only way I could tell.

Talking about listen average kid when your below average. Ha, you got some nerve. Your rhymes are so weak that if we was lifting weights you couldn't pick a 5 pound weight up. Lol, you is a joke.

ROFL SO JUST CUZ I PUT A SMILY IN MY RAPS MEAN MY RAPS IS WEAK NIGGA?... BAAAAHAHHAAH nigga GET THE FUCK OUTTA HERE u EMOTIONAL WRECK!.
LOOK ATCHU U DUMBASS NIGGA (BELOW)

He don't know the time can't do the math lacking figs (figures)

ONE!

His body left fragile and frail with his asshole bigger than books in Yale

TWO!

...

THREE for no fuccin reason cuz u think niggaz like ya "SHIT" which they do cuz its just that... "SHIT"

Flying heads to mars to escape being trapped by gravity like bars

FOUR !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
SO WHAT THE FUCK IS U TALKIN BOUT HEERRRRRRRRRRRRRRB?!????
thought so nigga WHAT!.
nigga shut tha fuck up and stop bein a lil girl about shit.. (fuccin baby)
u dumbass nigga why U GOIN FUCCIN REPLY with that cornball cry out INSTEAD of spittin ??..

come on nigga u cant spit for shit if u tryed nigga.. get lost!

Inside the dutch fagat dicks sail and left him under sperm like a whale
They ran trains on the dutch fagat like the third-rail
His body left fragile and frail with his asshole bigger than books in Yale

NIGGA.. WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT HOT ASS STANKIN GARBAGE?
U CANT FLOW.. U GOT NO MULTS NIGGA.. U AINT SHIT ..!

faking his true location

Pelham bay BRONX NEWYORK- pugsley ave nigga what.. front on theez NUTS in ya mouth herb ass pussy! (ROFL!)
DONT GET MAD CUZ U A SUBURBAN ASS BITCH MADE PUSSY!
(its goin be aight!! BOOOOOOY!!)
// NAH BUT INSTEAD BE LIKE ME AND SPIT LIKE A REAL MC \\
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SON...
Ill shatter ya bones.. shit on ya matter that froze..spit on ya ashes thats blown...
split ya cabbage (ya dome!!)..stressin like a bitch with the chatter u flow!.
(got damn)
WERE ya MULTS AT? and ya HOOD REP? nah ya chill wit CULT PACKS follow they footsteps!!.
ya got NO SKILLZ! BATTLE 1? more like BATTLE NONE! Ill crash ya ONCE!. smash ya GUTS!.
u getz smoked like BLUNTS!. stabbed wit SPOKES from RUTS!. claim u tha SHIT? yea u STUNK!!.
certainly and destiny DONT RYME HERB! u cudnt go off tha hed. if I WROTE 5 WORDS!.
why? cuz u nerd!.
come to NY u str8 DIE on tha CURB.. Im tha WORLD u BURNED from tha fire of earth!..
before he made an ENTIRE WORTH he had to RETIRE hiz JERZ!. man u aint RYMIN.. u SERVED!.
Climbin Emcee Ladders?. get MERKED!. cant flow wit TEXT..so WHY LEARN? u DRY n BURNT!.
too late fah butta skillz! u nuthin still!. front get killed!. ya style old like dusted sills!!
so bruthaz CHILL!. got CUT n BILLED!. broke ass FUCCA..no wiLL!. ya mind foggy like smoke DRO BUILD!
tryna pour knowledge on this cat!.. but U slow filled..! I ROAST HILLZ of KILLAS who spoke ILL..!.

WHAT NIGGA.. get off my territory.

[Bigot Hitman]

Stay clean, after fifty bars i still stay mean
I sell in february, to my late school year-may pheens
On this side, the hay's green, whats it like in N-Y?
"Aclikyano" i'm on some anchient shit dun, i've been "live"
"Battle one", now don't turn into a rattled one
My lines gun "beef", like i'm shootin at a cattle run
Renivation, lets see what these two cats is made of
Instigation, I'ma get weak, when sumbody's raps get sprayed up

[Battle 1]

ROFL SO JUST CUZ I PUT A SMILY IN MY RAPS MEAN MY RAPS IS WEAK NIGGA?... BAAAAHAHHAAH nigga GET THE FUCK OUTTA HERE u EMOTIONAL WRECK!.
LOOK ATCHU U DUMBASS NIGGA (BELOW)

ONE!


TWO!


THREE for no fuccin reason cuz u think niggaz like ya "SHIT" which they do cuz its just that... "SHIT"

FOUR !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
SO WHAT THE FUCK IS U TALKIN BOUT HEERRRRRRRRRRRRRRB?!????
thought so nigga WHAT!.
nigga shut tha fuck up and stop bein a lil girl about shit.. (fuccin baby)
u dumbass nigga why U GOIN FUCCIN REPLY with that cornball cry out INSTEAD of spittin ??..

come on nigga u cant spit for shit if u tryed nigga.. get lost!

NIGGA.. WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT HOT ASS STANKIN GARBAGE?
U CANT FLOW.. U GOT NO MULTS NIGGA.. U AINT SHIT ..!

Pelham bay BRONX NEWYORK- pugsley ave nigga what.. front on theez NUTS in ya mouth herb ass pussy! (ROFL!)
DONT GET MAD CUZ U A SUBURBAN ASS BITCH MADE PUSSY!
(its goin be aight!! BOOOOOOY!!)
// NAH BUT INSTEAD BE LIKE ME AND SPIT LIKE A REAL MC \\
----------------------------------------------------------
SON...
Ill shatter ya bones.. shit on ya matter that froze..spit on ya ashes thats blown...
split ya cabbage (ya dome!!)..stressin like a bitch with the chatter u flow!.
(got damn)
WERE ya MULTS AT? and ya HOOD REP? nah ya chill wit CULT PACKS follow they footsteps!!.
ya got NO SKILLZ! BATTLE 1? more like BATTLE NONE! Ill crash ya ONCE!. smash ya GUTS!.
u getz smoked like BLUNTS!. stabbed wit SPOKES from RUTS!. claim u tha SHIT? yea u STUNK!!.
certainly and destiny DONT RYME HERB! u cudnt go off tha hed. if I WROTE 5 WORDS!.
why? cuz u nerd!.
come to NY u str8 DIE on tha CURB.. Im tha WORLD u BURNED from tha fire of earth!..
before he made an ENTIRE WORTH he had to RETIRE hiz JERZ!. man u aint RYMIN.. u SERVED!.
Climbin Emcee Ladders?. get MERKED!. cant flow wit TEXT..so WHY LEARN? u DRY n BURNT!.
too late fah butta skillz! u nuthin still!. front get killed!. ya style old like dusted sills!!
so bruthaz CHILL!. got CUT n BILLED!. broke ass FUCCA..no wiLL!. ya mind foggy like smoke DRO BUILD!
tryna pour knowledge on this cat!.. but U slow filled..! I ROAST HILLZ of KILLAS who spoke ILL..!.

WHAT NIGGA.. get off my territory.

Your territory, please your asshole aint even your own territory cause your whole hood fucks and pimps your fagat ass. Your weak-minded and your rhymes are straight un-original therfore you bite dicks and your a swagger jacker.


And you may have others fooled claiming your from NY brooklyn or where ever. But stop fronting and if you really are from there they probably rape your ass everyday and you enjoy it. That's maybe why you wanna rep where your from so hard, cause your basically attracted to men like the fagat that you are. That's why you got all offended when I was dissing a fagat since your also one. The truth is I was dissing a real life homo fagat and you got all offended. Yeah, that's why you even quoted all the things I said and then questioned them. Yeah, your fagat ass just wanted to come out the closet, and jumped at the opportunity. And your rhymes just like you got no fire kid. Except maybe the tabasco saus that you use up your asshole every night to try to heal your asshole wounds. HAAAAAA<HAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!! (U)


P.S: I aint even gonna quote any of your weak shit like you did all up on my dick. That just goes to prove what I said above (in my last paragraph) about you is real.
(U HOMO)

[Aclikyano]

Your rhymes are so weak your not even worth getting at. But because you put this and then qouted my shit is the only way I could tell.

now look what he does.. instead of comin back at me with a VERSE like a REAL MC would do..
this faggot ass bitch cant spell faggot right and gotta cry like a 3 year old!!

(U)
P.S: I aint even gonna quote any of your weak shit like you did all up on my dick. That just goes to prove what I said above (in my last paragraph) about you is real.
(U HOMO)

come on bitch get real... HAHAHA!!. dont get mad cuz u got shitted on bitchass..
Thats why u cant come with a diss back u punk ass bitch..
nah u gotta CRY A SECOND TIME LIKE A GIRL!! (rofl u joke) im done wit ya bitchass!
YOU GOT SERVED!. get mad nigga!
YOU GOT NO FLOW SON!
*sorry if I shattered ya dreams cornball*

[Father N Dangerous]

haha nice shit AC killin this mo fo. dont mess wit P.I.R son or get R.I.P'd


thats all u gotta say

[AcidPhosphate69]

Eliminition of a crab mc faking his true location
Don't matter death is his final destination
His rhymes so weak causing no irritations
His posts bound to his neck choking on his own fustrations
He's an Mc animal mutation found with no ammunition
Portrait of a fake clip living his life in animation
Definitions of his rhymes unholy like swine drunk of wine pure retardation
His head to big for his shoulders so he needs a decapitation
In bold letters as I take his propz like capitalization
School his savage ass bring him into civlization
He's been living amongst wild pigs with no wigs tied to twigs
He don't know the time can't do the math lacking figs (figures)

Speaking of mad weak, you peaked never, with nothing clever
Shiverin' slivers of slanted science delivered, you quiver
Ack's got you backed, into corned on the attack, Jack
Battle 1 you rattle dumb, saddle none you ride fake
It's rare for me to care about other's beef
Especially when I ain't the main or chief
Component, not even your opponent, but you've blown it
That last verse shown it, you outta ya league please
Drop this disease flea-ridden steez, you the bees knees
Made to break and bend, mend your weak trash
Before you speak class, bastard you ass grab for jabs
Reach for straws, break your own jaw, prolly stutter and pause
I get standing applause, ovation even, I'm a latent heathen
Lying dormant, like a terrorist Morman, call me Norman Bates
Crash gates and break bars, yours actually are gar-barge
Suicide star you far from overcoming, P.I.R. they style gunnin'
On sonnin' youngin', take ya thumb an' pull it out ya mouth
Before you spittin' nursery rhymes, don't pout now what is that about?

Yeah, to P.I.R., I'm not trying to dick ride and you guys obviously had him outclassed but seriously, that verse was trash and I was bored so...I figured why not?

[Father N Dangerous]

Speaking of mad weak, you peaked never, with nothing clever
Shiverin' slivers of slanted science delivered, you quiver
Ack's got you backed, into corned on the attack, Jack
Battle 1 you rattle dumb, saddle none you ride fake
It's rare for me to care about other's beef
Especially when I ain't the main or chief
Component, not even your opponent, but you've blown it
That last verse shown it, you outta ya league please
Drop this disease flea-ridden steez, you the bees knees
Made to break and bend, mend your weak trash
Before you speak class, bastard you ass grab for jabs
Reach for straws, break your own jaw, prolly stutter and pause
I get standing applause, ovation even, I'm a latent heathen
Lying dormant, like a terrorist Morman, call me Norman Bates
Crash gates and break bars, yours actually are gar-barge
Suicide star you far from overcoming, P.I.R. they style gunnin'
On sonnin' youngin', take ya thumb an' pull it out ya mouth
Before you spittin' nursery rhymes, don't pout now what is that about?

Yeah, to P.I.R., I'm not trying to dick ride and you guys obviously had him outclassed but seriously, that verse was trash and I was bored so...I figured why not?

word mad love to acid

[Father N Dangerous]

The Duo Who.. Hold Both Twenty Two's.. and a Double Duece..
when we "Bust n Shoot"... we scream DANCE.. while u BUST A GROOVE!!!
Apostlye Flow that's so Impossible..we Taught God how ta Play his Part N Role...
..in da Bi-ble.. Heed da Advice Yo..cuz we Re-Defi-ned da Whole..
.......Meaning Behind... Being a.. "Open Mind"-ed Soul!

[Battle 1]

now look what he does.. instead of comin back at me with a VERSE like a REAL MC would do..
this faggot ass bitch cant spell faggot right and gotta cry like a 3 year old!!

come on bitch get real... HAHAHA!!. dont get mad cuz u got shitted on bitchass..
Thats why u cant come with a diss back u punk ass bitch..
nah u gotta CRY A SECOND TIME LIKE A GIRL!! (rofl u joke) im done wit ya bitchass!
YOU GOT SERVED!. get mad nigga!
YOU GOT NO FLOW SON!
*sorry if I shattered ya dreams cornball*

Like I said your nothing but a HOMO. You wrote only one good line then write under it (god damn), plus that one line was so un-original. Your a true swagger-jacker, cause you basically bite everything you write and are so un-original. You even got other homos, probably your boyfriends on here that you all suck off that do the exact same. You even bite each other's lines. Like I said before your as wack as they come. A wack mc like you could never never shatter my dreams. And like I said before I still think your a real life homo.

[Battle 1]

Speaking of mad weak, you peaked never, with nothing clever
Shiverin' slivers of slanted science delivered, you quiver
Ack's got you backed, into corned on the attack, Jack
Battle 1 you rattle dumb, saddle none you ride fake
It's rare for me to care about other's beef
Especially when I ain't the main or chief
Component, not even your opponent, but you've blown it
That last verse shown it, you outta ya league please
Drop this disease flea-ridden steez, you the bees knees
Made to break and bend, mend your weak trash
Before you speak class, bastard you ass grab for jabs
Reach for straws, break your own jaw, prolly stutter and pause
I get standing applause, ovation even, I'm a latent heathen
Lying dormant, like a terrorist Morman, call me Norman Bates
Crash gates and break bars, yours actually are gar-barge
Suicide star you far from overcoming, P.I.R. they style gunnin'
On sonnin' youngin', take ya thumb an' pull it out ya mouth
Before you spittin' nursery rhymes, don't pout now what is that about?

Yeah, to P.I.R., I'm not trying to dick ride and you guys obviously had him outclassed but seriously, that verse was trash and I was bored so...I figured why not?

Oh my it is the gay army recruit dying to suck uncle sam's dick coming at me talking about weakness, shut up and salute me like you do other people's dicks. Your nothing but a following dummy. People like you are the real definintion of what it means to be brainless. Even that fagat Auntjemama or whatever his wannabe brooklyn ass name is will eat you up. And he's a fagat, so what that make you, huh ?? Ha, your an even bigger joke. You are trully wack without a doubt.

I've been reading your shit before, and I could never believe how wack you were. Your shit is pure gay for real. Your verse with your fagat ass crying cause you were or are going to jail took the cake for being gay by the way. Your bitch ass was basically crying your ass out in that verse for help or attention. Yeah they gonna rape your ass for sure when you get there, if they already didn't. HAAAAAA<HAAAAAAAA!!!!!!

(U after your anally raped in prison.)

[Battle 1]

Been on probie, bail, or in jail since Nov 4th, 2004
When can I show me, not tailed hence, free out the door
Not thinkin' about the law, not thinkin' about trips abroad
Lord, can I just be? Can I just see what it's like to live free?
My dest-iny is written, I made my own bed time to lay in it
I have no limit, to my potential, not self affirmation, actual fact statement
Patiently waitin' my jail sentence, Feb 8th I'm gonna see feds lock gates
I don't want to wind up in state, I don't wanna taste the shitty food
I don't wanna get raped by some big ass dude, oh well shouldn't dwell
On personal hell in jail cells, how many you fuckers know what I tell?
THis isn't a sell this is already bought, I've been already caught
Threaten by cops who would love to lick shots, drop me
Just for being cocky, shady, crime livin' crack baby
Save me Jesus, oh Lord I can't believe this but I've done my part
No time to start breakin' my own heart, sharp focused
I'm gonna eat like locust, hocus pocus work my magic
Till I have it, away from blue-clad badge faggots
Or wind up pushin' maggots, my cushin is lavish
Underground palace, my grave is saved...already made
Just need second to step in, then I'll be repp-in'
6 feet under, shit my feet are asunder
One in the past, and one in the future,
tryin' to succeed with no sutures
I'm done with class, I'm done with the putrid
I'm dryin' to breath, but I'll still shoot ya

NOW that is what I call the most Pussy cry baby verse I ever heard in my life. I swear to God you were crying when you wrote that shit. Don't lie. You's a bitch. And just read the shit you wrote that I bolded. As for that last bolded part of yours, don't worry about eating locus, you will be eating dicks from then on.

[Bigot Hitman]

but yo, i got a snow day tommorow real talk...

[AcidPhosphate69]

Haha, dude...that verse was real talk about being locked up. You'd understand if you spent more than 10 days in the pen. I've been to jail numerous times and I already got a rep in there so I'm not worried about shit. That was just me writing rhymes cuz I couldn't sleep. You're dumb ass doesn't realize that I'm actually asking for more time this go round so I can max out and get off probation. Jail doesn't bother me, it's just a waste of time.

If you actually read that you pick up the parts where I said, subtlely, that I don't give a fuck and I'm gonna stand strong with my fucking head held high and do whatever I need to do. Shit, you're just mad you can't write a decent verse. Bottom line, what you write isn't gonna bother me but it's obvious I bothered you...so who's the crybaby bitch now? Get back at me with a verse ya damn woman.

[Battle 1]

Haha, dude...that verse was real talk about being locked up. You'd understand if you spent more than 10 days in the pen. I've been to jail numerous times and I already got a rep in there so I'm not worried about shit. That was just me writing rhymes cuz I couldn't sleep. You're dumb ass doesn't realize that I'm actually asking for more time this go round so I can max out and get off probation. Jail doesn't bother me, it's just a waste of time.

If you actually read that you pick up the parts where I said, subtlely, that I don't give a fuck and I'm gonna stand strong with my fucking head held high and do whatever I need to do. Shit, you're just mad you can't write a decent verse. Bottom line, what you write isn't gonna bother me but it's obvious I bothered you...so who's the crybaby bitch now? Get back at me with a verse ya damn woman.

The above coming from you a person that don't care about being locked up cause you don't mind being somebody's bitch, since you've been locked up before as you said yourself. It is no problem at all for you. You have the mentality of a loser. No wonder you rhyme the way you do.


And then of course pretty soon you will be uncle sam's bitch as well maybe your whole life even if your plans work out as you wanted them to. You yourself said you wanted to join the army next. DO they even allow gays in the military ?? Lol.


(Seriously your not even funney your sad. And I seriously pity you. I think you might need some counseling help. Or see a head doctor. Ha, ha. Get it a head doctor. It would be your head of course. No seriously you need help and I hope you get some help and stop giving your head away.)