just get off my dick and drop a free in da free no b.s moving on
just get off my dick and drop a free in da free no b.s moving on
My skills punish, you untill ya grills rubbish, make ya cry like peeled onions More electrifying. Then a eels touch is, got a girl thats real luscious Eat these rappers for real like sealed lunches More bad ass than a navy seals gun is
More fly then everybody that wields luggage
Im the beer clutchin career crushin fear nothin fierce one with...sheers cuttin blood spills gushin no need to worry bout the wounds cuz u wont heal from it
Temple of Darts torn apart, simple yet smart
Mental and Heart combine Physical, start
Lyrical material serious serial killer, none iller
no filler all meat, untreatable disease
please, unbeatable believe me
i'm a disaster with no relief free
crash whips masterfully, actually
never harmed, strong arm and finger
brings a man to mantis, don't chance this
i'm frantic freakin, mind wreckin' weekend
i thinkin' of bustin a fuckin beak in
Daughter of hip hop
When my lip drops time stops
Obscure thought are brought,
Lyrical expression,
Executes your guessin'
Perplexin' impressions its such a blessing.
Introspective transfer the intellect.
Im not thru after one must come two,
Immerse verbs are disbursed
I'm cursed with a skill that agitates your intelligence,
You execute fury
Im the judge, DA, and jury,
Your dismissed, be remissed
Obtain this diss from this ferocious miss,
To take pity on you I'll end it wit a kiss.....Muah!!!!!!!
Official Freestyle Thread
I have lyrics swimming like great whites
Carcharodon Carcharias is da blood type
4.3 meters from fin to mic
Straight from da dome?
That’s where I “Burn” like Jim Rome
I excel at it like Indianapolis in red zones
Lines be “Assassins” like Sylvester Stallone
I lay’em down
Quick, like Tyson did Spinks in 1st round
Derived like verbal nouns
On da spot
Straight from da top
Don’t have time to rehearse
This a witchdoctor verse
Bambino voodoo curse
I open my mouth and’ya see da Grim Reaper
driving a hearse
Don’t know what’s worse
These MCs rhymes or Rasho Nesterovic’s NBA
contract
I score more than RZA does soundtracks
I’m strapped
Like military forces ready for combat
I rotate heads violently like cyclones
Call me ‘Full Blown’
I too am Sicka than Aidz
I’m like Deebo on a “Friday”
In a bad mood
I’ll slap Chris Tucker and Ice Cube
I’m up to no good
Terrorizing their hoods
In my slippers, on a squeaky beachcruiser
I took from ‘Red’
Step like Fishburne & Baldwin in “Fled”
Watch me break that grill like Jesus did
bread
Originally Posted by NicNic
then she'll pop ya heads like zits,
excuse me miss, fine intelligence,
politics are irrelevent,
I stride like an elephant,
imprint thoughts into the mind,
to think outside the box and regain ya shine,
the populous of the blind is ridiculous,
this system jails crimes that are victimless,
I reach out to teach the children of the future,
morals and honest work so they don't oxidize like puter....
Hold That.
My lyrical flow is matched by none,
i'm so sick, i'll slice the throat of a nun and fuck her for fun,
i'm as crazy as keith murray and redman combined,
the sound of my voice has niggaz spiritually inclined,
many have battled but failed to provail,
expectations have risen rapidly over the years,
only the strong survive and conquer their fears,
I put my mind, body & soul into this song,
but my thoughts alone prove too strong,
niggaz fall under my spell,
hypnotized in thoughtless gaze,
this goes to show there's no hope for the generation of today....
This is literally my first rhyme ever, honestly. so be eazy y'all.
Last edited by lil homie; 07-18-2006 at 08:59 PM.
better than most cats rhymin PEACE
appreciate the propz homie
Unflawed diamonds, represents my talent
Mud dogs be high on, unparalled balance
How you gone challege, when you can't empathize
These lines come as a surprise, like a tree struck by lightning
Overcompensate defensively, I offensively penetrate
One man baits, and determines your nation's fate
I hate much applause, during a freestlye,
Start to lose foucus, when the beat wild
Lyrics dirty, still keep flowin like the ohio river
Half of thirty, Currents blowin, infinite diggers
I don't accept the stereotype of the common nigga
Fuck minimum wage figures,
i maximize my mind, and make the capacity bigger
Why you holdin grudges, when you knew, you couldn't touch this
Don't pass judgement till you decipher my ryhme's justice
Last edited by Bigot Hitman; 07-18-2006 at 11:33 PM.
The dealer of hope is selling me lies
Reasons to live are reasons to die, in disguise
This life was never mine, the rivers never ran
Cross your arms, its too late for helping hands
Spit your pity elsewhere, there's no sympathy needed
For one who's never alive, for one who's never completed (Bigot Hitman)
http://www.wutang-corp.com/forum/sho...=25482&page=61
combustibles combusted cattle conducted,
cud chewing cantolope cranium crushes,
mattress mustard miserable mothers muster,
strength still suffer souless serpents slumber,
sleep satellites sink deep saturating what we think....
Lollllll,ok dude, whatever u say, most time ive ever spent in this thread might have been 25 minutes. I dont know, i drop pretty shitty rhymes, my average lately is between 4 and 8 minutes. If your making shit up on the spot than your sick at this shit. Doesnt matter to me, I just have fun. I wasnt trying to dis you by saying u didnt right that shit on the spot. just keep doin your thing, but fuck hating on people, take that shit to the battlefield or something. peace
Last edited by Sicka than aidZ; 07-19-2006 at 02:09 PM.
losin sanity evertime we blink, wishin' for a clearer vision
street wear 24/7, teach & preach but always remember the lesson
learned thru experience & observation overcoming temptations
mind sends evaluations prevent spontaneous acts of desperation..
1st one to page 100 gets to lik my balls
in society lets make our stake and stop the escalating crime rate,
as we turn a blind eye then wonder why we live amongst hate,
stuck in a blind state as fathers mothers sisters and brethren,
hope for heaven while wading in hell and closed gates 24/7,
open to viscious cycles like 7/11 the children we are forgettin,
holding drugs, smoking buds, and aiming weapons...
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