Official Freestyle Thread

[SHRAP]

ayo I get foul, whippa bitch up witta wet towel
leave y'all under the bridge rockin a Boba Fett cowl
taped up like the grip, don't rape ducks I hold grits
throw fits, throw fists, leave ya nose with no tip
my dough flip, notice how I'm spittin my science
those kids gettin defiant? I brought da kitchen appliance
Veg-o-matic, turn heads to static, chop chop em
No Limit so stop "Blockin", watch lots of shots poppin
wanna act hot, drop him, All-in the crap pot
hang him upside down, snatch up all of the jackpot
hate gamblin, don't eat eggs, still straight scramblin
drunk wit my dick danglin, AYUHH I AINT RAMBLIN
its the bitch stranglin, clit manglin head stomper
neck chopper, you got, 5 seconds to get proper
PSYCHE! reckon ya times up, the scopes lined up
you dyin, fuck, closed casket, folks cryin what

[O3EY]

Glock locked and loaded golden bullet aimed at you fully exploded, to the eye it dont make sense high tech like it's morse coded. Street sweeper like the double agent that can clear out the side drivers lane, got asses kicked and butts sore with vengence like the backside of a whooping crane. Gravy train was so smooth got you stopped during mid sentence, at the front of the church on all four's asking god for religious repentence. Cause I-Legit with this shit like the 7th messiah's broken scrolls, stand in line and take a look cause I'm intriguing lyrically lost souls. Looked past post #72 sub-consiously asking "who is O.3.E.Y.?", the other genius who's like a military sniper who thinks faster than the blinking eye.

[BlaK FuRYaN]

Majestik sword swinga disconnect tha jaw slinger

whose togue sways like drunk serpents we strike wid fore fingaz

jabbin crop circles in ya chest tha art of north star

legs snap on my jagged path from the heathens who walk far

small darts shaped like concords i rip sound barriers

sonic booms incased in my voice box laceratin plastik karacters

oh tha hevenly masikahs

corpses of dead children

i resserect skilled-men to rebuild them for war on pilgrimms

The End

[ON POINT]

Im Well Known On The Microphone I Dont Condone Unrightous Poems
I Light The Bong And Write A Song On My Spiritual Walls
Its Like A Strong Wind Just Blew In That You Wrong
With Everything You Spit You Need To Leave It Alone
I Wreck Shops Like When People Accelrate In Stead Of Brake
In The Shopping Center Big Mistake Now You Went Thru The Window Pane
But Can You Send Yo Pain To The Universal Purifyer
And Make It Flyer Clean Up Your Messes And Break Inside It
All At The Same Time Or You Just Lost In Confusion
Cause I Can Tell You What To Do If You Dont Know What You Doin
I Could Ruin You Embarrass You In Front Of Your Parents Dude
You Carleless Fool You Dare Step To The Continous Awareness Guru
I Share No Voodoo Secrets I Care Too Much For My Sequence
You Aint Never Left The House You Got Too Many Secrets

[I-Legit]

-Spit Dence Harder Then Rock, No Rant, Don't Take It For Granite, Call Me A Juggernaut-
-You Better Recruit, Ebolish Then Re-Demolish Like Automatic Nucs, Fuck Toy Soldiers, I Got Real Troops-
-Can't Follow The Route From Mouth, The Truth? U Cant Hear The Vocab Pronounce-
-This Rhymes Annouced, Turn You Smile Upside Down, Funny...Its Still A Frown-
-Your Empty, Useless, I'm Ruthless, The Choice? Get What A Clue Is-
-You Can Temp Me, I Won't Recommend It, I'll Come At Ya, Like A Bum Finding A Bright Shiny Penny-
Punchlines Many, But Whats The Use, When Ya Jaws Already Loose, And My Fists Are Bruised-


Peace, Oh And The "Route" Line, Is Like U Can PronouceThat Word 2 Different Ways, So If U Follow The Rhyme U Can't Figure Out Which One I'm Rhymin With, And That's The Punch.
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[Knok-A-Fella]

my tongue is bullet ridden like a .50 barrel
my bars are sharp n straight to the point like bow n arrows
diseases attack ya insides and dismantle ya bone marrow
ya life expectancy is short like country roads are narrow
flows flow twisted like californian cyclones
straight thru ya flesh smash open ya organs and bones
cos im sharp like syringes, and ur a crak addict hu binges
on multi-menacin adhesives, i'll choke ya life like lynchings

Bless, 1

[MASTER PAI MEI]

tasteful bits of informative quipps nowadays poems aint shit but just a wick ready to be lit let me blow the mind... ascending muth fuckas pretending bending all the time shifting gears while they're fending off these devilish demons in cloth these heathens get lost as they're lofted I bring a safety harness as dungeoness crabs are pinching and clawing over plastic awnings listen to the crickets its calming!! Dark and Dusk forever we fuss victimized by ourselves tussling forever with habits of circumstance watching out for the broken man that feeds on concrete jungles taking the young in bundles shipped up state as we deliberate families cry foul to the magistrate only to have them instigate with prosecutors who love to hate holding down the children so they dont elevate the people are blind all politicians are commiting white collar crimes dysfunctional robin hoods taxing the poor and giving back to the corporations intoxicating killing with chemical contamination lives wasting like turkeys in the oven basting shits amazing!! take a look at what I'm saying turn on your brain and turn off that Television and Radio ya playing!!

[O3EY]

Lyrical Genius Bigben spits deadly darts to tha mind, 31 years young and still the shit light years past man kind. Unrefined was his style and the nigga kills, like the 7th. messiah did sending mc's runin with cold chills. Woodgrain spun like a london plain heading for a crash landing, know the truth BIGBEN = Warrior in the temple and his style's only expanding.

[ON POINT]

right right turn out the lights Im wreckin world class style all the while smartasses are in denial dont touch the dial sunlight is only a certain frequency is that the only light there is do you think or can there be others on the spectrum that can be measured and inspected by the true ruler and math contains a universal message stop disrespectin others and youll realize self in the form of your surroundings from mountain tops to prison cells your missions sell all you can and consume all the rest dont take too deep a rest others will feel youre depressed and thats a mess you dont want stress you dont flaunt best you dont walk on the devils rooftop without your shoes on go barefoot if you dare look deamons got cloven hoofs thats why they dont feel the heat of hell so much
oh well so much for bein righteous yall lifeless if you dont feel the tightness that I feel as I write this

[Treazon]

darkness swellin', Six speaks grim tellings
like millions of souls crammed between hell and heaven
fuck golf, Six will always be better than seven
eight, nine or ten explain with zen flowing thru my pen
embracing spines entrapping minds im controlling the masses
patrolling evilness with neural-toxin gasses
i only find joy when more time in my life passes
except, its not a positive outlook, i just lack regret
keep anger to starve the lack of respect
maybe thats what i deserve, rhyming on the net

[MASTER PAI MEI]

granades boomerangs and kitana blades I come with swift sharp rhymes for days exploding while returning back to slice ya face mice amazed running circles in a maze i infiltrate take the cheese and skate figure eights around ya fragile icy state grappling and arm barring the fake popping shoulder blades outta place arms out of sockets a grimace forms on ya face you turn purple and resemble a plum ya outter skin is sour and ya insides are sweet deviously you try to scuttle and flee I collar you doggies in choke chains ya sniff asses and blow brains leashed up I'll roll a newspaper up and beat you mutts cuz you dont give a What? Who? Where? When? or Why? or How ya gonna keep running in stride? while the government keeps dumbing ya mind It ridiculous to see the same mistakes all the time!!!

[SHRAP]

youll be mistaken for a mime, I take your tongue
fakin in your rhymes, your play is done
sprayin son with hot metal, Beretta propellant
sunblock melt off, hope son brought gunshot repellant
elephant walk, touch my trunk, I stomp faggots
hole in one ya girlfriend, pretty face I ball bag it
eat yall maggots for breakfast lunch and dinner
my style grows phatter, yall chumps is thinner
my funk the winner of the Most Dirty award
beatin sewers, club bathrooms and warehouse floors
Saint's the shit, but y'all won't get to scoop
y'all fake the shit, punk fags, prosthetic poop
mud on my boots, ima soldier in the trenches
rookie of the year, yall warmin up the benches
fuck this rap, yeah, it was a quickie, yall butter
yall aint sickly, done dickly didnt bother with the rubber

[MASTER PAI MEI]

swimming in the ocean where sharks tussle,
knocking out teeth marking up knuckles,
stingrays glide and get muffled,
on the double lobsters heads try and scuffle,
but get boiled with the crabs and mussles,
oyster faces are pried open,
pearls taken jewels soaken,
in salt water seaweed heads float to their slaughter,
treated like African Son's and Daughter's,
Shrimps and cuddlefish try and glide in the dark,
but I'm a whale swallowing them up from the start...

[SHRAP]

start rollin out the red carpet
it's he who slap sistas who sell seafood out the red market
red light district, pop heads like chiclets
bigben brutalize batty bwoys breastfed by bitch tits
and I induce slit wrists, produce biscuits
aim and pop at herb crews and turn troops dickless
flamin hot, lava flow, nappy native not Navajo
Chief Slapaho, smack em hoes I caught grabbin dough
I'm too cold, Ice Age, turn the heat up
Unleash infernos off indo and burn the street up
Don't back down now, I'm just gettin started
I Black Eye Pussies, let they brains get retarded
Hammers hit hated foes takin those dirty riches
Off one dollar I'm scrapin bones, thirty bitches
Slayin hoes, asthma attack, collapsin lungs
This act ain't a wrap until Shrap is done

[rome1919]

collide with heavy hitterz
rhymes heated like steamfitterz
explain dem infant kickers....
you walk in all winter,
rome spit woodwork..
you know itz sharp splinterz,
freebee a couple pinners...
barz explode reachin' the highest rickter,
flame throw lyrics knockin' you off ya kisser,
i still love her and i missed her