Official Freestyle Thread

[O3EY]

Iron clad eagle claws got my mind in a patratoic grip, strong like Katrina never seen her comming like a hurricanes rip. Cause we stand strong among the cold currents that split the south, Uncle sam's bitch by the name of england with his dick in her mouth. Scrolled through the 10 percents of the forum shark mc's with meaningless wu tang names, saw the lyrical prophet who spoke truth and the nigga forever lived like king james. Bigben, rockD the truthful inspiration of what we know to be wu-tang, my lyrics block you subconcisously like a road blocked street gang.

[MASTER PAI MEI]

Leaning while dreaming observe these emotionless demons,
high beaming eyes reading movements that are deceiving,
my writing are teeming with strategies you analyze,
the book has been opened to torture slugs leave'en trails behind,
you know that mucus that they ride that casts a shine,
they use it to glide I'm chuckin metaphors read between the lines,
exploding mines, napalm burning eyes, spinal fluids dried,
my speech heavier than all the beaches sand combined,
I stand for mine building knowledge ya'll cram to find,
spoken scripts spit soakens the simps as sons are bastardized...

[Mantra]

We shine and shit on minds were masterminds wit illustrious lines
Sign of tha times the government finds pleasure in not savin' lives
This cat here got 9 i will survive and strive for perfection
Reflecting on lessons thankful for blessings jewels kept him aware
Warfare where i walk hold down my square and prepare to fend off sharks
Darts send of sparks contenders caught are brought to trial shocked
I can't be mocked blastin' flocks of dick-riders get off my cock
before i hawk strike lyricists losin' stripes in this infinite mic fight
Catch em' like flights despite tha runnin' u get down gunnin'
I'm stunnin' behold tha second coming of a legend tha ladies lovin'
Hot raps simmer in tha oven burn ya tongue, and taste buds
my place bugged by feds watchin' my face up in the building across tha street
Thinkin' i can't see them spyin' as i'm lyin' on tha bed holdin' iron
Never relyin' on tha system i bring justice against em' spittin'
Cuz' where i'm from goods are taken cuz' noone's ever giving

[MASTER PAI MEI]

combined lifestyles begin sinning equality is spinning economically skinning alive,
the children who fall victim as the structure of the system kills off many who strive,
through the thickest of thistle reachest out the scarred tissue from many of the blind,
snakes engage mice in orgies feeding off the poor and lonely constricting the mind,
painters working overtime toxic fumes cover the sky chemical thinners and turpentine...

[O3EY]

^ dam james you me and big ben should do a collab or something. all the verses you guys spit after the one I did were fuck'n tight. peace to both you guys.

[Ballad Ballistik]

'Empiricist' Your 'Theory' Will-be-NOT Beating me So yea..'Invalid'/
You Wont 'Experience it', Like Your 'Mic Cheque', When you 'Cashed it!'/
I was gonna 'write This Ryhme'.. But like Jay-z 'Empiricist' Stole My 'Blueprint'/
'Ctrl+C' + 'Crtl+V' There ya go dunny, At least i Taught you how To Use it!!/
Only Time 'Empiricist' be 'Bashing Skulls' Is when the 'Peices' Of the 'Puzzle-Dont-Fit'
'Injected' yourself With 'Smack' Would be the 'Only-Way' Your Gonna get 'Dope-Hits!'/
He Trys to 'Wipe Shit' All he Gets is 'ASS' Cause he 'Cant Drop'/
'Even Strains' Sorry for the Mental Picture, 'Butt' Finally 'THAT ONE PLOP!'/
You Couldnt 'Punch a Line' If you Were Hitting on the 'Heart Monitor'/
only Reason you 'Pretended to Be Hot' was so the Nurse Brought 'On the Thermometer!'/
You 'Represent The BLock?' Or the 'Peice of Stone' in your Garden 'Cemented'/
EMP Is 'Simply-Not-Legend', Got Fucked, and 'Left-Here-Pregnant!!'/

not really a freestyle but i aint making a thread for it.

nice piece butter///i like i like,.........

[Chequita]

I make men wish they were never born as i perform lyrical storms/
Breakin' at least 6 commandments one bar could out-shine ya 9 songs/
I unleash plaques wit every verse of mine murk ya mind/
Torture my enemies by making them drink blood, and sniff turpentine/
Make ya sacrifice ya family tree u know tha lady b spittin' precisely/
While rappers sell their soul still un-able to acheive mastery/
I spit with force and crossing me takes bravery/
blew up half the globe got the other half after me/
Too bad they'll never get it back that's an actual fact/
Battled rappers in hell returned to earth in flames to burn tha wack/
I weild the blessed blades, and attack wit the hell's wind staff/
Clap to tha lady ninja cuttin' heads up-close tha verbal ghost is back/
Build with gods, and earth reason of birth to destroy fools/
Got a problem with life Chequita stop it for you, then put ya name on tha mural/
Put a gun to ya head and pop it for you/

[Father N Dangerous]

This dude be bitein' like a ~K-9~ hyper extend your ass even ~slay time~/
lil ass biters coun't ~phaze me~ still only careing about ~pay me~/
benadryl i'll fill a ~mill~ sit upon your window ~sill~/
buy a dub ~secertly~ no word from your ~enemys~/
no reason to go ~any further~ or it might get to ~bloody murder~/

[hollywoodrealty]

damn chiquita can lay it down, sweet ass verse.................




the introduction, get stuck in the suction
my production is on point, no discusion
im never rushen on the beat, im on cruise control
like the russian mafia in the streets, my beats are brusen ya'll
ive proven to ya'll, my flow is tite like shoelaces
stop hiding behind society's mask, damn show ya faces
there's no replacement, i come with the realty
hollywood scandals, damn u cant handle it, my life's filthy
the visions ive seen, a keen memory, remember me
not a normal member in society, bcuz of what's inside of me
there lies a demon that goes into a rage and starts killen
my styles so sick i drink gallons of penicillin
individuals see my visuals, its unusual
my raps style's habitual, i know the feeling's mutual
i flow like menstral cycle's, kid im psycho
this shit is mental, tite flows, sick like nitro
i rule this rap island, rap fidel castro
electro, what i let go, damn call me maestro
come to the butcher's bistro, im serving up fillet mignon
when i swing the butcher knife at ya all the beef is gone

[SHRAP]

Beef is gone, I'm eatin on
Through the flesh and through the bon'
True to form, bluest chrome
Send a kite right thru ya dome
Like Cenobites I raise hell, aim well, you caint tell?
Wet ya up with gasoline just so that you'll blaze well
Pump ya fist, throw them bows, ho-ish foes jus bend yall knees
Fuckin bitch you know I'm cold when y'all freeze
Tidal flows that is crushin foes jus like nothin
That boy GuardianOne suppose I was bustin
You damn right you damn straight
I'm tryna get me a damn plate
Fuck me, fuck you
Fuck ya mom, big girls need love too
Oh you foldin now, now you know I hold it down
You in the target better throw the crown
Brains on the throne, beachball sized hole in ya gown
Been up all night still need to sleep
Still bust a free like a sea, it's deep
Cuz yall shallow, soft as marshmallows
Chrome barrels get loose and remove ya bone marrow
Slap the rookie tellem pass the dutchie
Bitches pass the pussy give Shrap the nookie

[RockD]

"we keep keepin on to the break a dawn"
full force mc awakens never yawns
with these pawns i mow the lawn as i take em to skool
fool any nigga who think they cool
cause i'm hotta and colder bolda than most
Laud as hell ringin bells i boast
toss a tost to those MCee's that reside in the temple of darts
who got the skill to top charts and squach these tarts
who brain dead wit no smart they lackin on credentials
claim to be 5 mic mc's but have 2 mic potential <(Inspired by Method Man; Rap city)
i will mention that they dreams are differed and roten
we the upstandin outstandin MC's who's popin
ya'll like old niggas share cropin, piranas wit no appetite
we Post MLK ready to claim rights
we freedom fight thru lyrics,Wu passion and intuition
we cuttin ya'll off like jewish circumsision
thats the distinction between a free flowa and an uptight
that u strain on the mic and i break it down right

HOLLA!

[Mantra]

Who can test us mic professors wit tha freshest lecture
At ease selector or i'll compress ya wit tha pressure
Bet cha' a gee or more you'll taste tha floor u ain't ready for war
rest assured they'll find ya body by tha shore u shouldv'e had ya life insured
More murder raps to chop tha wack cats who lack skills chill or get killed
Body filled wit more holes than ant-hills know u can't build
Get crippled for real ya legs, and testicles ya can't feel
This mans iller than a serial killer, and still a problem
Ya crew don't want it, involve em' then tha red dot will spot em'
Got em' no graze , but a fatal shot that blazed tha fughaze to tha grave
Know i'm in a plane while tha slug is in his brain, catch me in Spain
Runnin' trains on church nuns and when me and my squad done
We'll leave the left-overs for u son

[Ballad Ballistik]

YAPITY YAK YAK ..ALL YOU TALKING IS SMACK SMACK...
YOU ACT LIKE BLACK FOLK.. SMOKING THE CRACK CRACK...
GO HIT IT AGAIN...MAYBE YOU WONT COME BACK BACK...
SCARS RUNNING DOWN YOUR NECK ..THOSE ARE THE TRACKS TRACKS...
EMCEES FUCKING NUNS WILL GET THERE DAY ..THIS IS A FACT FACT....
YOUR MAMA AINT TEACH YOU CORRECLTLY ..ON HOW TO ACT ACT...
YOUR CONTENT REALLY SUCKS....SO COME LICK MY SAC SAC...
LEAVE RELIGIOUS FIGURES OUT OF THE THE GAME.....
DONT SPIT ON ALLAH, GOD , NUNS, COWZ,,, WHATEVER... BEST LEFT ALONE....
CAN YOU DIG IT.....

[Mantra]

I'm known for catchin' wreck like drunk drivers
And gettin' deeper than scuba divers
I suck (ha) you's a stupid liar
U couldn't burn me in a battle if u passed me a mic on fire
Your style has expired call u spoiled ballads tha type to toss salads
I'll let tha god-u lick-shots at cha' nuts cuz' i'm violent
Talk bout my ol' earth i bet yours in tha dirt wit my cemen stain on her skirt
For her i'll give a moment of silence

[RockD]

the temple is for comrodorie but some have been diected
a battle in the makin Rock has just detected
shit is hecktik and splendid can i get rumble
one stands out ask king will the other be crushed to shambels
the two stand tall but one is ready for a fall
the hall looks longer when u beatin down to a crawl
splatter all on the wall the king james vs. ballistik missle
will they settle the score or retreat on the issue
who will dismiss who and bring the fukin pain
will the ballistik detroy the king or will james still reing
there is no shame word play is okay so dont mumble
and i finish by askin " ARE YOU READY TO RUUUMBLE?"