a thread for me, myself, & I

[thatKid]

"battle zone" free/keystyle

yo kid, go off when I count down
punks get mad cause I found my sound
but lets cut to the point while shits lit
I dodge your best like a clairvoyant
go ahead, I'll let you have another go at this
I can tell from the frequencies you equal lameness
I'll give you body shots to the kidney's
by just the glare you get quiet and freeze
theres no tricks or fancy shit when I connect
just a jab, a hook, every hit at soul depth
here's a little lesson that I give
don't fuck around past your bed time if you wanna live
my words move through vitals like liquor in bowels
you safe now? just wait till my gun howls
making cuts like movie castings, you get little rep
claim you b boy like at birth, can't even six step
fuck a hidden meaning in my lyrics
it's nothing but gleaming bullets
plus I figure I destroy you god while my faith's strong
preacher boy, I go negative like turning the page wrong

[BornPower]

"battle zone" free/keystyle


fuck a hidden meaning in my lyrics
it's nothing but gleaming bullets
plus I figure I destroy you god while my faith's strong
preacher boy, I go negative like turning the page wrong

interesting lines

[thatKid]

freestyle "the down syndrome"

I cry whenever I'm alone
not because of a physical thing though
because I know there's no cure for me
asking the doc, he's denying my hope surely
so here we go again, a turn for the worst
I know I need to conserve anger, put it on burst
just so you know I'm schizophrenic and ain't no liar
wishing that my embryo was lit on fire
why was I put up for adoption in the first place
hating the stereotypes, part of a cursed race
skins yellow, dick's too small, too short to be picked
fuck a hater, my mind torque twisted
plus I possess a ability to rhyme
and the fakers still wining give me mine
I work on my soul searching to change the pace
look in the mirror and shatter my face
no silly not the physical but the mental
thats how my mind thinks, its my metal
and to end this little verse I act me
slit my wrist properly, I'm a refugee
in search of Heaven's staircase, or Hell's light
don't matter as long as I ain't part of this life

[thatKid]

I don't really know what "the down syndrome" was supposed to be. even when typing it up

heres a short free I typed on another site

I know your all in drag, so don't act brass
stick with the babies, like Santa you all get little ass
play with me and get smacks to your face's
you talk hard? you got another's nut sack in your braces
got all of you eating dirt like an earth worm
after this you'll be jumping ship like walking planks bum
all up on my dick, I got you guys in shame
you wrote blank checks like giving brain to no names
see, my heaters in control of this
just like closing the doors and windows in a house fire kids
none of you are able to deal with me
ya'll lyrics on dotted lines, explains why the read has me queasy
plus your softer then the soda you claim is hard
after you fuck with your man, you pull out the fame card
the reason you get freaky with a fag
bitch, I snap fingers in half while you were signaling a cab

[thatKid]

just a quick verse

a party crasher, even when at the right gig
my punches talk, sort of like sign language
this isn't a mere battle, more world war
you ain't tight, looser then a porn star
I'm not denying the facts, just stating my opinion
if you don't like it you'll be missing limbs
biting the way I carry myself like a shadow
the way you don't spit I know you swallow
I stay up, like past my bedtime, feeling rested
got my first taste of life's metal like a gun untested

[thatKid]

quick shitty verse

best believe at the end he'll hurt
tear a kid apart like a Hulk Hogan t-shirt
I got the belt, ya'll just the wannabes
the most wanted for the beats
a little high already blood thirsty
whats gonna happen when I gut this flea
I got this kid down till ten
if you go back, I clowned you then
see I'm the gravedigger the hearst driver
a motherfucker who forgave no one ya'll liars
don't call me the chofer cause I carry your ass
if shits were a game I'd pick you last
struggling not to murder you and a couple more
if you wanna be a man take the shuttle to mars
if you think you slick I always profit
before the catalyst you stop it
and if you think I'm going to let up
get a throat cutter like the undertaker fuck
I'm a madman getting in yours
just the hardcore coming for the gore
when I come you forced to grow a backbone
I know this pussy tasted expired like crack hoe's
thats why I spit you out like raw fish
I know you ain't blind, but only the real saw this

[thatKid]

another quick verse

I'm the Devil's catalyst
all eyes on me like a bitch topless
if you think you tight, go rewrite your verse
the belts for whoever fight worse
tear a stomach open, pop a lung
ain't no stopping me, I mocked as you hung
as you lay helplessly I perform an autopsy
at the same time the paul bearer cops my cd
see each dart I tell sting at once
a killer bee, can't look like staring at sun's
the massacres I produce can't be real, can it
but just to prove it, let the fans feel it
blasting off like NASA shuttle
chop, at your neck, while my blood never ruffles
but shit, your heart shutters every second
off and on if I were you I'd stop messing
with the prince of this rapping shit
leave you the small cuts like first aid kits

[thatKid]

would people forget if I died tonight?
do I really give a fuck, I know too few tried
too become a forgotten thought
see I'm the type to tremble when the kids fought
a schizo who only wants to be free
seeking answers slit my wrist to ask thee
is it too late for this motherfucker demented
telling the truth, violence ain't my element
but if I got too I'd break a few hearts
maybe in the process break a few body parts
all to get away from this world I live in
I'm one of God's failures, shouldn't be a give in
or am I one of Satan's gifts
emotions back and forth like time shifts
rapping at bus stops, fuck your fancy cars
and I believe I'll make it up to the stars
based on how I'm living
humble, respectful, just a little Christian
I know some of you sicker with the rhymes
but I can give a shit, fuck the world, commit crimes
give the riches to the poorest
salute the living till my arms the sorest
just living life the way its supposed to be lived
a willingness to drive down Hell's highway unshifted

ehh, just a random freestyle

[thatKid]

"sickos realm"

blood spills and I stomp my feet in it
as the bitch screamed I lit it
the joint we were staying in was perfect
I knew, that she wasn't portraying a trick
let me begin by saying I planned this
roamed the streets fake I.D. scanned the kids
its cause I'm a true sicko, a fiend
just acting out the inner schizo in me
if you got a problem meet the blade sir
nasty was this particular meats flavor
see all this is too me is a bloodsport
after this, you'll be flooding the boards
before I tortured her we went loco
but shit wasn't bad, good, nor so so
there's no changing the cold hearted
the old neighborhood holding my coffin
waiting for my return, but I ain't that crazy
cops hate me while sewer dwellers adore me
either way I can give a fuck about the haters
always up in my clouds like nosy neighbors
ever since I was crawling I tasted temptation
dreaming of nuking the united nations
hell even shooting up my family cause I'm bored
just one of my soldiers will have your army floored
so before you talk without the walk watch out
I'll aim the warhead at your back an go plow

if you thought I left, better sprint
better yet lounge back and get a drink
if we cool I'll let you live in a comatose state
this shits ain't gonna cut, the flows first rate
living in your worst nightmare for a dream vacation
always plotting like Freddy, schemes what I'm makin'
you need that heater to put a stop to me
its still not definite, more probably
problem child who'll watch the blood fill the cup
drink it then admit my crimes, thats whats up
I'm scoping with a knife, sniper accurate
with a gun don't even need to fire that shit
you drop dead when you see the chrome
seeing Hell when you decide to sleep in my home
doctors will never find a clue, the domes steep
those who know, know don't make a peep

[BornPower]

I liked the first verse. It sounded like Sweeney Todd if he'd been rappin instead of singing.

Imagine Jonny Depp rappin....wow...

[thatKid]

quick freestyle

yo, if you selling drugs keep it up dude
I won't knock you if thats what you do
hell, maybe me and you should collaborate
kick a few dope lines and operate
operate on the streets residents maybe
dish out money like pain, presidents hate me
I'm a little crazy, or am I just sane
doesn't matter as long as I aim
towards my life long ambitions to be what I wanna be
shits gravy, pieces fit in like chronology
as my thoughts splatter
I got to eat knowledge up, its my favorite platter
I'm confident in myself so I go all out alone
line doubters up like Al Capone
then read my shit to them, I know it'll eat 'em
don't blame me, I'm just creating gems
a diamond in the rough
you finally had enough
I'm a slick cat like getting me wet
so watch your step, you'll be sweating me yet

[thatKid]

freestyle

kids nowadays plain scared I guess
when they open their mouth you hear silence
but my shoulder ain't here to cry on
your lyrics son, shittier then my lawn
thats without the dogs pissing
you'll taste the fire like the Lord's grinning
your the only win thinking you won
can't avoid me, I'll get in syringes son
try and run, I'll hunt you down to the ozone
to the core to even your own ghetto
I'm the rugged cause my ink smudged
you can't stop it, blink and get rushed
see 1, 2, 3, and blow, your dead
I get retarded, can't find a cure, I sped
sped straight past your bitch for your mom
getting personal, snitch, and I'll bomb
as you can see messing with me dangerous
after I'm done I'll leave kool-aid flavorless
hot like the sun, yeah thats me kiddo
kids jump up and down, I never flipped though
I'm like Superman to them, no joking
I'm not gonna lift you when your flows choking
so don't come up to me like we friends
the casket, I'ma hand it down like family trends

so, quick question. would this be considered a battle type verse. I just write down whatever comes to mind

[thatKid]

kids don't over dose or go crazy off this
make tough rhymes, your babies'll be reading this
not like the cop killer lines, I just make classics
thats too generic, all it do is rake in asterisks
plus its like a cop out, drugs, money, whores
hey, lets sing about the hoe honey's chores
I act just like a dumb librarian
all I need is my pen and note pad, I'm not lying
catch a flashback like your gonna see a fist twice
clean as a filter, sent the tricks on a hike
you ain't phat son, watch splat go your lung
need to relieve your shitty lyrics like batter up

another I don't know freestyle

[BornPower]

not like the cop killer lines, I just make classics
thats too generic, all it do is rake in asterisks

hehehe

yeah, I like...

[thatKid]

"r.i.p. no more" freestyle

rhyme unstoppable, open your ears
I know its the last supper you fear
every man wants to know, or maybe not
when will I draw my last, breathing hot
I'm not a visualizer, don't wanna be a memory
I think thats why I flow the way I do to the beats
right now I'm just asking all sorts of questions
just the tip of it, and the gore I won't mention
I'm a student of the game I know
see I already gave up my fame, why I don't know
if you don't feel me, you must be dead already
my shits ten plus richter, getting bread ready
for my funeral that'll raise all sorts of Hell
you might see me there if I get bored and dwell
into the outer depths of Heaven or Earth
seconds after I'm beneath seventy two inches of dirt
and thats before I resurrect in the ghost planes
because I believe today I suffer the most pain
everyday I'm coasting along Hell's light
or so I think, I do help rock the bells tonight
I love the deafening waves of it
plus my pain it pretty much gave a shit
talk to myself, I only ask God one question
that would be do you love me, am I destined
to live under the same sun until I'm old and wrinkly
don't want no will money, fold it down the seams