Official Freestyle Thread

[BornPower]

man came from monkeys? monkey business man, shady shadowed figures, twisted confusing scams, abusive modern man, intrusive social plans, cash in on all you can...

for today's modern man, a laced casket is the only viable financial plan
even that is too advanced,
to laymen basic science is a scam
it's way wicked, makin' children serve plates at pale picnics
but it's their choice and rollin shake seems to be their main business
it's ok, gods carry weights without trippin',
while my razors cut faces and leave mouths with precise stitches
fuck up crowds, emerge as a cloud from air conditioned
I bear witness to Allah's vision and all five limbs of existence

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

persistance armed resistance convicted invested checked left out cha rulebook
get cha bent broken solo funnel cake fake out cha wake by breaking mixtapes/
over shakes shims i sham when games are played there can be only one mc
deadly from the highlands of upstate new york verbally vicious telekinetically gifted to shift the plasmatic plain where the polar regions gain/
shark bite highlight water prision dead vision bite you back to retribute
edge master gain back your rummage thru your remains know sheep the ripper
half jack, half lord then you know whats coming aboard cha ship/

[Mantra]

deserted in desert storms prey on your form hit you with the cart your cartiledge torn
back to flip the verbal whip to leave a feeble minded mind scorned
homage wasn't payed so in a field he layed while wu miraculously played
from a nearby shack by a red-neck sniper u were slayed
flesh purple as the haze kickin' the dirtiness to leave maggots amazed
unfazed by the praise only concerned with my pay and food on the trey's
unity life i lead the combatants with the lead pipes
fed the feds to the guard dogs silent on the right
i move keys the silent type round here everyday's a violent night
beatings and gun-fights cats running in Nike flights
slam break the pavement without might
my fists drum your head in your heading to super-natural lights

[BornPower]

drum patterns with ice,
barbarian vices bombard battlements with retracted rights
prod cattle with Black-In-Men devices,
interstellar flights and Solo Hans
up the ante with the anti-dote and broken glass wrappin up both hands
Bolo Yeung stances,
cut physique and hard glances,
cuff the Nikes from ya feet on the yard when the police fence us in
chumps are are cheap, fed witnesses
conducting cheese businesses to tweet on gee citizens
they can't compete with knowledge degrees,
cross paths and cuff wallets in orange wallabees

[Mantra]

no trying i achieve a massive amount of bread n cheese
rebel gunning thieves homicide d's jot down the block casualties
hot with these forensics rendered your abilities
I'll peel you peas duck-down clown i have far-out reach
running the streets so my dialouges deep
bringing war to these wolves trying to eat my herd of sheep
never retreat fed your remains as heaps to my pit as dog treats
cats who speak to hogs often leak blood on concrete
it's on heat concealed is exposed as he rose
it all could have been avoided if you put your mouth on hold
but no you kept speaking that's why your leaking
in need of fluids i knew you wish you never made it through the beating

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

deepen the wound stick those t-n-t drops you in a bath of v-d
trying see me is like cena facing the rock on broadcast t-v/
enemy dead cha motor lead out cha clones watch acid drop
pillbox spit clocks timed out cha pin drops lintball raps are dirty props/
tied in knots know how the avoidance trying record get cha caught
candidly dastards give out wolf-tickets like young dirty bastards/
food stamp casket plaster rappers on the back of milk carton
rippers get the duty of flipping bars with no success undress fakes
look like crack-heads who lost more weight than they can calculate/

[MASTER PAI MEI]

look like crack-heads who lost more weight than they can calculate/

fast out the gate, racing towards faltered fates,
misguided lives oscillate, when moves are made in haste,
trying hard to reach the cake, Life’s icing is what’s at stake,
amongst the snakes that congregate, Amongst hate that reciprocates,
invigorate, inebriate, illicit shapes, forensic tapes,
all the while your stuck in place, never reaching the goals you make...

[Mantra]

a immortal mortal sporting black n white Jordan's
about to conquer hell the devil like let this lord in
Just went there to absorb the flames
punishment to whomever curses hatred on his name
been through the pain still didn't resign from the game
stayed in all quarters only took a break when the subs came
how you want it? Needle or hook through the brain
reloaded what i toted once again it's major pain
besides the clothes hoes the slang still the same
so ya'll can rap about pushing cocaine in the cold rain
or uplift dem youth with a positive change

[MASTER PAI MEI]

or uplift dem youth with a positive change

Positive game reflects shining on shame,
casting shadows where the greed remains,
2 to the brain children dying in vain,
crying in shame as addicts succumb to their vice,
aint nothing nice surrounded by impoverished plights,
stand up and fight get your education and take flight,
away from broken promises and the hood life,
that way you can have your self a good night,
and good morning no longer worried about whoring,
or who's warring all up on the block,
or who was shot and how many children were "got",
plots and subplots planned on those stuck in the pot,
from the pot to the spot then eventual bing,
like computers online searching for pings,
its everlasting cycle that continues to sing,
stressing over everything can eventually bring,
bad health loss of hope and many addiction,
seeking material things is a poor man condition,
selling pain just for a small ass commision,
just listen to your heart and follow its lead...

[$inista]

Don’t follow just lead, sick of watching them kids just bleed only to leave In back of ambulances never to return due to gangster actions, criminal passions, desperate to escape the trap seem to be no way left but death, we embrace it as a culture poverty provoked us, project projectiles hit random stepchild’s to the system it’s a given, complicated algorithmic equitation couldn’t correct corrupted sections of my grids hectic section, left with no protection like the aids epidemic from my perception congested tenements filled with senseless neglected adolescence who walk with weapons, no one to lead them in a proper direction most end up in corrections, bigoted uniformed men who claim to serve & protect aim for our necks classified as perpetrators they work to enslave us behind bars, watched from unmark cars, towers & surveillance cameras they call us savages & mistreat our characters nothing new from the boys in blue my town is poison duke, I know more then a few who made it out but still it’s the same game & route, Park Hill & Stapleton the sun does shine but most the time its rain & clouds, just trying to survive & put food to mouths

[$inista]

niggas are pathetic, they aint athletic
niggaz drink piss thats why they anorexic (with exception of raekwon)

i found the truth... A nigga is a sham
you could never ever consider yourself a man
i have to fight daily
fight government psychological attacks, satellites and a demon
you'd be running to your mother screaming
but your just a blackie
a darkie, a waste of gods space
get out my face
niggga

you black bastard

real talk your a blood cot pussy boy..... Your fucking coward and a looser, a nobody, you anit fighting shit your on here everyday posting your week ass lyrics bitch.... eat a dick!

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

back the optics see my pen i mop shit up with just literature freaked out most heads
chaotically mandate Mandarin armed logic primed out college fiend for more meaning/
seen thru forced fight, tied tight roped out cha hanging think your hanging for dear life
tight swaped corner bopped mighty twisted lefty Michelangelo righty nasty
im penning deadly zombies when i write these scriptures open letter motion picture/

[BornPower]

gory confessions poured with dark liquors,
stiff starch skeleton figures wearin matted scriptures
scratched denim, brachiated limbs twist back stems
grip black pens, paint actions during graceful back bends
congregate with grave factions intent on fathoming the truth,
trailing foam from my boots I am a phantom in the fumes
sniff puce liquids and spew sickness with computer linguistics,
my W.isdom is a U.niveral premise spurned by the System

[Wh0am3ye?]

Sinnin freak in the dark, parked indian chief when its sparked
A tip from a shark is pointy n sharp, pointed at hearts
Try to cover up like tarp but caught it like carp
Nothin sweet like tarts hearin demons play harps
Grind the grass as time pass like gas
past burns then turns to ash, but like a laugh we earn it last
passions passed caused by majority turnin to trash

[Mantra]

i do counter attacks coldly block you boldly like a goalie
Enter your frame internal damage know who got the finish em trophy
big up the holy ride on the evil an assasins life is lonely
find your own meaning of life that's what the older god told me
So i rocked it from high up to the lowest plain
Burdened with heavy pains wonder years filled with rain
had to maintain knowledge flow from my brain
these other niggas walk with their heads down in shame
don't be a victim to this sick society's mind games
Not a snake but i still keep spitting venom as the world's spinning
never praised icons my faith is put in the true and living
Most high maker of man, child, and women
animals and plants in this life there's no second chance
My immortal techniques killing the devil.. who wanna dance?
done had women from San Fran to France
finish lines longer than a colony of black ants
i'm not the man but i'll body ya man's