Official Freestyle Thread

[SecZiDaRq]

awwww dat was tite wurk!!!

[Tunavillian]

Lion in a cage stuck for like 20 hours in a rage/
blazin' roaches behind toilets cuz the systems got it shaved/
closed curtain for the audience don't give a fuck as long as paid/
aging cracks on his statue attributes of modern day.........

[Phillies]

Tell me where the coke is made, no escape-

the glow of the chosen, fades, grown afraid-

said, jokes were made, by those who know pain-

as if, they were immuned, no hope for today-

[O3EY]

fuck where the coke is made shit's played like rusted swings, Chill'n where mc's spit shit while fake nigga's trade styles like magic beans.

[O3EY]

stole the keys to the dream car's engine stall the tank on a fancy italian letter, come cpyher with james? end up in lyical flames during mid freestlye cause we all know who's fuck'n better. Bed wetter top bunk soaked bottom bed wet like a hidden proctor, called your self the game living large second in charge of the dick of a NWA doctor. slice and spray miss the cannon camera click faster than the balls of a mayflower, the next mc to rap is below me soaked in piss "can't fuck with this" bellz of war ring'n life or death? when it comes your hour.

[b.a.R.n.]

whats up O3EY, gza36

[Phillies]

If You Aint Gonna Flow, Stay The Hell Out The Booth-
Phillion The Truth, From My Hat To My Boots-
The Wu's New Edition, Start From Scrimmage-
He Could Go All The Way!!! Touchdown Bitches-

[O3EY]

whats up O3EY, gza36

sup' my nigga, It's been a long motha fuck'n time.

[Phillies]

What The Hell Was That! Where Im From We Blast Gatz-
And, Wack Is Wack! Im Relying On Facts-
Put Ya Money Where Ya Mouth Is, I'll Be Back-
I Dont Think You Got Skillz, How Real Is That-


TO: THAT GUY ABOVE- CHUMP!!!!!!!!!

[O3EY]

^ hahah this dickrider thinks he can call me out.

I already called this white boy out without mentioning his fuck'n name, fuck you dr. phillies and your verbal skills are childish w/a temper you need to tame. Said fuck you 3 times and your still in my radar's range, sold your stlye for a quarter a nickle and 2 pennies cause your styles CHUMP CHANGE!!. With those 4 bars of wack shit and the 8 post you got, got you scared run'n to the ghetto club med where dickriders roam near rome claim'n it's the hot vacation spot.


= Phillies deadly wu tang dance.

[O3EY]

Kept the flow shine'n like charlie sheen with the after glow, peep this hot sound underground surround your winter warz with my lyrical flow.Like a chemist when you mix your Protons and Electrons with a virgin center, watched the cypher try'n to dis-cypher my thoughts of a better days when no guns would even enter. The circle cause we all know that's where the heart is, peace explodes like nuns with guns no puns surpised got you nervous like a pop quiz.

[O3EY]

Failed the test of life never studied but I'm knowledge'n on fake mc's, scrolled past pages for prehistoric ages mental wages flow like a liquid breeze. Of my piss cause these mc's can't freestyle off point like my guns gauge. reversed the precursed verse squashed your style palm down with a frown throwed ya in the lion's cage. St. Nick's only a dream cause he's gone in 1 minute, Con Air Faces Off like a Matchstick Man with my plan that flew outta control like a underground troll when I spin it.

[Mantra]

In this mess-age we analize lives of those who walk-in blind rage
On tha streets or tha stage i speak tha truth torn from God's page
Given commandments to Obey raised in tha house of pain
People want fame wishin' to live forever ruined by fortune and fame
Pleasure, and pain til' tha last breathe hit tha essence next
Return to earth as memories to guide my seeds know i can rest
No stress, or ignorance tha place i call home for eternity i roam
And write poems lookin' below tha zone at tha dry valley of bones
Un-able to phone relatives about this beautiful place to witness
Free from sickness or other methods to leave us statistics
No biscuits bustin', or rumors buzzin' round tha mil
I stay still brain captivated by tha prescence of livin' amongst legends killed
They call it tha past life unbelievers need some act right get out tha fast life
Fore u catch blasts like J.F.k. from my lyrical green berets

[RockD]

i mess wit the age that analizes and synthesizes the rythm
mc's i bag and they soul i disect as i kill em
who runs with em?.. . they lackin numbers
they have awake a giant foolish one how dare disturb my slumber
as i one i have enough soul power to out match
and out last these bitch nigga that stick around like a rash
but i'm the vicine for gangren i will exterminate those
smack em around put theey souls in a whole
cause i'm bold like 26 font and black smear
they dont feel you because i'm the one that makes them disapear
i'm mic check clear, point come across like paul revere
to warn those that pose , they wet like water hoes
and when they mess wit just one millimiter of my content they overdoes
so i suppose that i'm to deep soulful and they dreams i deffer
as i soul splatta and shatta thir whole excistant is detered

[MASTER PAI MEI]

rattled the cattle the feable people scadaddle
tattle they battle with wicked words of scandal
in sandals these handful of pigs are handled
pampered and tampered till free thinking is hampered
treated like babies in diapers washing television wipers
keep the lightheads plate full as they scrape to make due
papers and bills they rape you as your taking a face full
wonders of waste on the menu thoughts erased from the venue
hawks they graze on the vengeful pigeons are ate by the hand full....