Freestyle Rapping

[acteh]

pff borek dla merde <_< :D :P :lol:
trop fatigue ...
:rolleyes:

[reppin' whiteness]

yoo its only all shit
cause they too scared of clit
logik's at home beating meat
while i'm out pimmpin streets
slappin hoes cause its my occupation
gayass logik's at home masturbatin
lookin at pics of his bitch
but if i was u i would ditch
cuz how the fuck can u cum
when lookin at pics of ur mum
cunt don't count when its older then thirty
cause its too motherfuckin dirty
u may think it doesn't differ
but they call me the motherfuckin' swiffer
cause i be sweeping dust off young puss
but u too much of a wuss
too touch a tit
or fuck a clit
so fuck off and keep beating
don't come round here and start beefing
so use ur LOGIK the next time u think of a rhyme
cause dog ur masturbatin's meltin ur mind
so peace out, i ain't got all day
cause ur shits just way to motherfuckin gay

[reppin' whiteness]

yo K2e
shut the fuck up don't elaborate faggot
get the fuck out of here dicksucker

[Kayone707]

looks like the french took over

[Lester Berns]

if youre sitting at home typing, with all the time in the world to think of your next line, how the hell is it freestyle??? Thats like saying you are doing a "freestyle sketch" on paper... maybe Im missing something, but I doubt it...

[pSYKAOz]

lol... dont bother =)

theres nothing to understand.

[KARE 2 ELABERATE]

Originally posted by reppin' whiteness@Nov 10 2004, 09:53 PM
yo K2e
shut the fuck up don't elaborate faggot
get the fuck out of here dicksucker
lmao! good point fool.......

accually im goin out painting right now, because thats what people on this forum do

but id be happy to battle your bitch ass tommorow, or when i get back tonight

and hey, ill even let your friend(cant remember his name now) be one of the judges :D


its funny that u think u accually have a chance in hell :blink:

peace ya punk bitches

[reppin' whiteness]

Originally posted by KARE 2 ELABERATE+Nov 10 2004, 10:03 PM--></div><table border='0' align='center' width='95%' cellpadding='3' cellspacing='1'><tr><td>QUOTE (KARE 2 ELABERATE @ Nov 10 2004, 10:03 PM)</td></tr><tr><td id='QUOTE'> <!--QuoteBegin-reppin' whiteness@Nov 10 2004, 09:53 PM
yo K2e
shut the fuck up don't elaborate faggot
get the fuck out of here dicksucker
lmao! good point fool.......

accually im goin out painting right now, because thats what people on this forum do

but id be happy to battle your bitch ass tommorow, or when i get back tonight

and hey, ill even let your friend(cant remember his name now) be one of the judges :D


its funny that u think u accually have a chance in hell :blink:

peace ya punk bitches [/b][/quote]
oh this fuckin testimunch thinks hes the slmighty gangster
suck a fuckin dick tomorrow ur goin down cracker

and wtf is this french bullshit, go back to quebec fuck

k1,
one thing man, ur a huge fuckin homo, simple as that

[acteh]

Originally posted by Kayone707@Nov 10 2004, 09:57 PM
looks like the french took over
haha
yeh a newb french :D
reppin' whiteness**
ur good :)

[reppin' whiteness]

Originally posted by Lester Berns@Nov 10 2004, 10:00 PM
if youre sitting at home typing, with all the time in the world to think of your next line, how the hell is it freestyle??? Thats like saying you are doing a "freestyle sketch" on paper... maybe Im missing something, but I doubt it...
fuck off
if ur just gonna read the shit and complain how u think ppl aren't freestyling, u might as well spend ur time lookin for a boyfriend, you faggot piece of shit

i hate these fuckin retards who just read the freestyles and say how long it must of taken us

lick my ballzac u ball raping homo

[azn emcee]

all u faggots have just witneesed the forming of a new alliance u bitches

AZN EMCEE & REPPIN' WHITENESS

will now be known as

BANANA REPUBLIC

so which of u faggots wanna battle

[Kayone707]

Originally posted by azn emcee@Nov 10 2004, 08:18 PM
all u faggots have just witneesed the forming of a new alliance u bitches

AZN EMCEE & REPPIN' WHITENESS

will now be known as

BANANA REPUBLIC

so which of u faggots wanna battle
shut up gook

[azn emcee]

yo kayone imma let my boy wrck u

[Kayone707]

Originally posted by azn emcee@Nov 10 2004, 08:26 PM
yo kayone imma let my boy wrck u
what?

[CaSoNe]

whats with all the people dissing geser latly? this is ludacris!

[azn emcee]

yo kayone i see u changed ur pic dawg

[Kayone707]

Originally posted by azn emcee@Nov 10 2004, 08:34 PM
yo kayone i see u changed ur pic dawg
you can actually See....??

[azn emcee]

yeah u faggot

[reppin' whiteness]

motherfuckin k1's going down first

kayone
Bitch meet the wrath of the BR
fuck with us u be in the ER
u'll have to see the fuckin DR
so he can see how far
i shoved my foot up ur ass
u'll need a fuckin cast`
messed u up too much
so don't even think to touch
u'll be shittin blood for days
but just like sex with gays
ur used to that kind
taken it from the behind
so go get your friend logic
he's pokin ass with his dick
heard he need a new bum chum
BR busted a cap in his old one
u changed ur pic cuz u shamed of it
showin effect of banana republic

[GeSuS_KRiST]

Originally posted by CaSoNe@Nov 10 2004, 10:30 PM
whats with all the people dissing geser latly? this is ludacris!
yea dude its fucked up people have no clue nor respect speical some fuckin kids who dont even do graffiti who are only here for this bull shit thread

[Kayone707]

Originally posted by reppin' whiteness@Nov 10 2004, 08:47 PM
motherfuckin k1's going down first

kayone
Bitch meet the wrath of the BR
fuck with us u be in the ER
u'll have to see the fuckin DR
so he can see how far
i shoved my foot up ur ass
u'll need a fuckin cast`
messed u up too much
so don't even think to touch
u'll be shittin blood for days
but just like sex with gays
ur used to that kind
taken it from the behind
so go get your friend logic
he's pokin ass with his dick
heard he need a new bum chum
BR busted a cap in his old one
u changed ur pic cuz u shamed of it
showin effect of banana republic
yadda yadda yadda.. eat a dick

[azn emcee]

BR
{
fuk all yall chumps who wanna tuch this
im at the top wit banana republic
yea i know the name gives u a sweet tooth
but yall fake emcees gotta realize the truth
i understand why u faggots are so decieptful
its cuz ur jealous of us asian people
i only know one white guy wit rhymes that are sik
that b my new partna reppin whiteness
the rest of u are just fakes so take a seat
i dont have fun battlin emcees that cheat
save ur breathe car2nist draw a pic or dik
u said all ur shit but ran like a hypocrit
and dont get me stared wit k2e who paints in the darkness
u can think of lines for a whole day and u still couldnt match this
yea stick to spraypainting leave the spitting scene boy
you gotta come to realize that im the realy mccoy
freestyling is for the quik so elaborate think real fast
while ur at it graffiti a pic of a banana being shoved ur ass
}
fukin faggots cant touch this

[reppin' whiteness]

can't man

ur sucking them all

[Kayone707]

what???.... wow you are like freestyle masa 3000.... soo cool.. im like in Awe.

[CaSoNe]

kay thats no kewl man im asian :^( well half

[KARE 2 ELABERATE]

Originally posted by Kayone707+Nov 10 2004, 10:38 PM--></div><table border='0' align='center' width='95%' cellpadding='3' cellspacing='1'><tr><td>QUOTE (Kayone707 @ Nov 10 2004, 10:38 PM)</td></tr><tr><td id='QUOTE'> <!--QuoteBegin-azn emcee@Nov 10 2004, 08:34 PM
yo kayone i see u changed ur pic dawg
you can actually See....?? [/b][/quote]
HAHAHAHAHHAA, omg that was a good laugh after commin back from a good bombin mish

lovin the sig kay

[GeSuS_KRiST]

FUCK THIS THREAD yall mother fuckin faggot take this shit too seriously
your a fuckin joke to hiphop have to go to a graffiti forum to rap yall are pathetic one again FAGGOTS and your probably the same people

[CaSoNe]

amen i say to u gebus

[KARE 2 ELABERATE]

^i hope u aint talkin about me gesus

[ASEN]

this thread has gone to shit, and i agree with gesus.

[GeSuS_KRiST]

no kares cool jsut asn and his ass buddie ruined it

[Kayone707]

now as gesus would say...
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[GeSuS_KRiST]

lol damn stright

[KARE 2 ELABERATE]

oww my freakin ears

[ASEN]

why close this, just spray something for everyones benefit and let go of that azn guy's balls.

[DjTerrestrialConcept]

every time i see the title of this thread i think it says "freestyle rapeing", dont ask why. :)

[ASEN]

cuz thats what it says. Dude forgot a P

[Car2nist]

what... the... fuck... reppin whiteness has to be the worst rapper i ever heard of... did you release a track called "Malibooty" B-rad? lmfao, now when i think of him, i think malibu's most wanted lol, IT REALLY IS TRUE :X

[Car2nist]

whiteness couldnt rhyme his way outta a wet paper bag, yes, i'll use the WU's line, as least i dont rhyme with abbreviations, and only rhyme about gay sex, the banana republic is all about shoving bananas up their ass

[KARE 2 ELABERATE]

hey if your gonna bumb this thread, at least do it with some rhymes..... not more beef

[Car2nist]

alright, ill diss all you whack fucks

sittin on the net typin rhymes is for the losers-to-choose
record your rhymes and i see all the choosers-to-lose
im not trying to mean, but ya'll got flow like molasses
lets drop a beat, and i promise i'll beat all your asses
reppin whiteness, keep being gay and wont ya touch my cock
you know you want it, i can tell by the whack rhymes you jock
your rhymes sound illiterate, much less elementary
spit like that on the streets and ill show ya to the cemetary

fuck you whack fucks, touch my penis.

[ASEN]

lukewarm rhymes, and with an invitation to touch your cock to boot. Way to go. to be continued.

[azn emcee]

this is for car2nist wit do dik
{
yo dawg how can i tuch a dick that doest exist
you think u got punclines but u hittin witout a fist
u talked shit and sounded litterate wit ur critique
but ur rhymes are worthless let alone unique
how can u criticize when u have no lyrical support
its like beating shaq in a tip off when ur only 2 feet short
from now on u can call me the mic murderer
u homo faggot ur biggest beef was when u were eating a burger
u tryin to send rhymes when u got the wrong shipment
how u gonna beat this emee witout the rite equipment
yea i keep it dirty when im spittin i aint ever clean wit this
besides dont u got work to do?
like continuing ur research on the size of penises?
}
banana republic

[BiggestToy]

Hello here is my rap,
it makes all yours look like crap,
I know a freak name tony
hes quite the large phony (OH yeah)
all my drawings are dope,
leaves you all without hope
tonys can controls wack
he oughta be smacked
He doesn't even write
and what he doodles aint a pretty sight
he probabley flies kites
and cant even fight
cause tony is gay
and thats all i got to say
word up.

[Atic]

your name fits you well.

[MANiAkONe]

yo all ur lyrics suck..and so do mine..
most of you think ull shine cuz u got enough money to buy a watch with a dime
but i dont spend my money for respect
i earn my money and get elekt
all the money i should get from fans..i spent mostly on cans
even if im not the craziest skill
most of you here i kill..!!


:o :lol:

[Skore_One]

i be popping n copping copper copies then burn that shit onto flppies ever sniffed poppies? its pretty kool but u gotta cut it open and let the milk dry trust me itll get ya pretty high sometimes people do to much and die go to heavon in the sky....why?...god..or should i say mod did you have to take a man or woman i just cant understand everyone looks up to you like super man haha dumb shit i like to thumb shit and by shit i mean pussy i like pretty n prissy not fat n ugly like missy...elliot looks at her belly and but it makes me wanna stut-er why dont she get her doctors to tuck her...tummy but it would probably grow as she says yummy...soul food to eat that shit shes always in the mood she pushes everyone away and says GIMME THE FOOD right now im in a good mood no not because of food but because of weed you know the shit that comes from the seed well its really called marijuana i like to wrap it in paper and make my room a sauna filled with smoke ill toke till i choke and its not a joke you wont be able to stay up for hlaf the night unlike coke speakin of coke it kinda looks like cock which the fishermen beat off these thing while sittin on the dock pornstars sit on cock and birds fly in flock and no one likes jocks this isnt makin much sence but it still rhymes and the lines are on time this shits hotter then a hot dime i cant rhyme actually i can but i dont have any fans they dont call me the man but its all good in the hood of the suburbs or the burbs they dont admit it but they all smoke herbs and no not the medicine shit its 2:20 am and i got school peace ps im really really high on pot and salvia so this is probably really wack but dont fret ill be back to check the feedback and if i dont like what you sday ill ill squeek like a bat im fat but oh well hell im goin to jail well maybe i dont no nor does anyone else ok im leavein night

[pSYKAOz]

why when i read thru this its like a casette stuck on replay?
money greed, lack of intellect and dissing on the gay,
sprouted from the same seed yall rhyming the same way.
biodiversity is more then a simple lesson of ecology
apply the science and make an alliance of creativity and mastery of the flow
then youll grow n sprout, and understand what rap is all about
more then simple disses and words that rhyme
bout time u took full comprehension and seeked lyrical reedemption
its not a hate invention for egocentricity
its a medium to communicate an idea, an emotion or a message, not always negative
what i say might stir a commotion, thats subjective
but hatred adjectives arent part of my objective
so if ya got nothing positive to reply then understand the incentive that i imply
and shut up and say good bye.


5:50 am... i need sleep lol... i think im gonna go do just that haha

[KARE 2 ELABERATE]

^word... im with yah bro

"hip hop is not what it is today"

[afterten]

traffic, traffic,
lookin' for my chapstick.
feelin' kinda car-sick,
theres a Ford Maverick.

dats a million dollar rhyme right derr.

[ASEN]

hotter than J-Lo fo sho.

[KARE 2 ELABERATE]

"i got a thousand styles to use at my own disposal, attackin your 5 sences sendin flows up in ya nose hole" - MC Chill

[fame]

lets start this shit...........

[Whoa]

meh shut up fame!
you'll get burnt!
This keystylin shit got old longtime ago!
lots of cats here (like me) burn you to a crisp
let this shit go, i offered to battle people in person at UP 04 and nobody sais anything!
too bad you aint in mtl cause i would of made you crawl back under the rock you came from
DAWG
:lol:

[fame]

whoa dog go and suck your mom dick dog oh yeah i forgot to tell u she got a sex change homie now your dad trying to be a girl homie if still wana talk shit fuck it have to do it put more holes in u then moths to tshrits....

[Car2nist]

fame wow, your a complete jackass...

[Whoa]

Originally posted by Car2nist@Dec 12 2004, 05:35 PM
fame wow, your a complete jackass...
couldnt of said it better myself!


Fame, i wouldnt dare battle you, i mean c'mon
moths, damn boy, thank god you arent with a label cause you would be huge!
:lol:
and that sex change dis really hurt my feelings :lol:

[PureTHC]

I'm THIS hot.. FEEL the sizzlin in less than nine minutes and when I'm spittin i leave *****s extra crispy like Kentucky's Fried Chicken my mind's switchin into a state of mentally challenged... while my flow.. Neutralizes rhymes.. Chemically balanced! Ready with talent.. I scorch fakes and never see 'em again.. Till court dates! Runnin bets like a Horse Race! Ask Yoda! He'll tell you with J the Force's Great! I spit Professional.. Like DJ Clue, when you See J you.. Run to DJ booths.. G'head an try to step up ya flow, weapons ta blow.. Forget who i am? a few seconds you'll know.. Imprints embeded in brain stems, G'head wit ya gay friends.. I'll smoke you.. then theif ya grey timbs! Imagine the madess My rappin is magic.. Bitch slappin them faggots Bury em with worms, Rats an maggots! Simple Lack of Obedience! Peep in this back of ticks i'm reachin in! Problems with J? Fine..Dont speak to him! Fuck all ya wannabe's an students, i'll have you pissed like Prodigy hearin Blueprint..My mind's like Buddhists.. I'm SO far ahead of it, beyond measurments, yet critically acclaimed like the Old Testament! Get the Best of Him? What you JayZ an Mya? More like David an Golaith Every word i SAY is makin Fires.. The Visionary! I'm Profound, Low-Down, Catch me on Judge Joe Brown! Slept on like Mo-Town i eat Coke now to give my flow a Dope sound.. Got ropes bound round cats like Flicks from Quentin Tarentino, and no Scarin ME yo.. Just the Delaware Ego! No Harmin Me but Pardon me.. Why you spittin Hardcore when you R&B? Cats cant even handle Rhyme rookies now they wanna target me!

More to COME!

[PureTHC]

Just freestylin it!

Ya’ll bitch faggots who spit average,
I grab the mic and get retarded like Mitch Savage/
Text GOAT, on my mother I’ll tell facts,
Ended careers like BLUV, Ominous, and Mel Cap/
All fell back, I hold the crown you kids is haters,
Single handidly beat Major Clowns and Innovators/
You fags is dumb an I hate it, see the gun an its plated,
Blunts greatest homey, still young like Fated/
Humpin ya bitch, punches got ya crushin ya fists,
Shittin in the ocean…The only time ya dumpin on Fish/
Mike Flowers, yeah the arrogant guy,
Droppin shit like the geek in American Pie/
Fuckin ya moms, probobally got ya father shoutin,
Squeeze ya neck till ya voice sounds like Roger Troutmans/
Only time ya’ll hit an eye is when throwin darts,
Talk shit you’ll fall back…Harder then Owen Hart…..

[PureTHC]

Mother FUCKERS!!

the proof is in the writing, so ruthless an exciting..
my mind sites somewhere between Zues an Aphrodite
those who choose to fight me, bruises on they eyes be
showin flavor which i bring is juice, that of lightning
smooth as birthday icing, i'm spreadin it thick
to where scientists aint got instruments to measure it with..
too many cats still harpin on an irrelevant diss
them jealous-ass mother-fuckers.. on that Oedipus shit..
but i still aint the type to hand deliver an apology..
usin ya dead body to study for anatomy an physiology..
you see, first my Eye's Had it..then a Spectrum Assassin..
i WAS an Acidic Tongue, but we'll pretend that didnt happen..
basically they all just want a piece of the talent..
achievin a balcance, minimize what you see as a challenge..
so to all them baby boys like tyrese an sean paul..
i'm bout to give up this culture cuz what i speak's beyond yall
:lol: :lol:

[PureTHC]

Random freestyle..just gettin it out

...While their mouth is runnin', *****s is stuntin', steadily frontin' and sayin' nothin'So ,I've begun the head huntin' like searchin' for deer wit a shotgun So sick, for *****s whose postin' that wack shit and callin' it new-ness gets split wit an upper fist the boards is talkin' Ret' is "firin'" shots at any "squad" whose comin' wit supposed "melodic methodz" thinkin' they hard my skin is thick, any other grasps is drastic, puttin' these bitches in submissive tactics the way I dominate tricks uhsansin-ate any opposition takin' shots at anyone who thinks they dishin' out infinite compositions...It's the S-S..the double SS representative leavin' scars on cats who swear they the best, *****, we the hottest to ever grace the internet Poked out weed heads penetrate this chrome to their domes, leavin' the "lowest" of kid rappers "high" so they think their "rollin' stoned"...BITCHES!!...

[PureTHC]

Wut the hell u think ya workin wit?

whut kind of style you spit? is it wild and shit/
can it make me so violent I start drive-bying on kids/
till my mind is on tha fritz and I'm getting chased by cops/
from taking shots at anything in tha range of my block/
or does your flow get deep? like an abyss in tha sea/
can it make me mellow out and just listen to tha beat/
till I'm drifting distantly away like ah clouded day dream/
cause every song on tha album ain't about tha same thing/
is it fast as fuck, you can't even take ah breath/
better slow down before you bust that vein in your neck/
do you change how you speak, tweek and filter your voice/
sound totally different on stage from chilling with your boys/
kill tha noise, is your style filled with militant views kid/
cause I wanna help fight the power of political music/
or do you just let loose and rhyme about everyday life/
hoping that I relate to tha memories of pain you write/
tell me if your lame or nice, cause I don't wanna waste my time/
or suddenly change my mind while I'm waiting in line/
I've used up enough just picking one to go and follow/
searching to fill the tough position of my role model/
but yah know... before I go supporting ah certain emcee/
the person in need I should be adoring personally is me...

[PureTHC]

I may be new to this fourm..but when i spit i spit fire

[PureTHC]

Anyone wanna battle me?

[Shrink]

Originally posted by afterten@Nov 15 2004, 09:35 PM
traffic, traffic,
lookin' for my chapstick.
feelin' kinda car-sick,
theres a Ford Maverick.

dats a million dollar rhyme right derr.
GREATEST.
RHYME.
EVER.

[_____JEKLROKS_____]

Battle, battle, battle anybody...

[Nikon]

i raped all your mothers with a plunger

[Ketamine]

Originally posted by Shrink+Dec 12 2004, 08:14 PM--></div><table border='0' align='center' width='95%' cellpadding='3' cellspacing='1'><tr><td>QUOTE (Shrink @ Dec 12 2004, 08:14 PM)</td></tr><tr><td id='QUOTE'> <!--QuoteBegin-afterten@Nov 15 2004, 09:35 PM
traffic, traffic,
lookin' for my chapstick.
feelin' kinda car-sick,
theres a Ford Maverick.

dats a million dollar rhyme right derr.
GREATEST.
RHYME.
EVER. [/b][/quote]
I swear to god I can hear eminems whiney voice singing that in my head.
I love the topic title tho, I'm a Profesional RAPER.

[Whoa]

PureTHC

you must like the underground scene
cause you bite worst than a pitbull with rabies
PROOF

''While their mouth is runnin', *****s is stuntin', steadily frontin' and sayin'' Eyedea
''I'm drifting distantly away like ah clouded day dream'' Cunninglynguists
''No Harmin Me but Pardon me.. Why you spittin Hardcore when you R&B'' ah ha Ill Bill


PLEASE STOP THE LAUGHTER
:lol:

[Nikon]

^
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[MBTA]

you are all fucking penises
internet bling-bling geniuses
i drop atomic wedgies on you nerds
brown streaks from your toy turds
your ass crack is slack, jack
with tightie-whitie waistbands over your heads


yyyyyeah i can't rhyme at all. somebody e-punch "fame" for me

[_____JEKLROKS_____]

I casually make a casualty out of a fake emcee,
it just has to be, can't stand to see,
all y'all wack ass rappers, I'mma smack ya,
one by one I'm coming after, all you dummie actors,
spitting wack ass verses, I seek and destroy,
my every damn track perfect, you weak as a toy,
and you wish you was real, like your name Pinochicco,
and even though yo nose don't grow we still see through the front hoe,
so lock the front door baracade it, board the windows,
dying I'm so sick yo, trying to kill your kinfolk,
bout to quit cause I'm tired of all of this rhyming shit bro,

[MisterSpeak]

JEKL HIT ME UP ON AIM SN PELVICTHRUSTAR

[PureTHC]

Originally posted by Whoa@Dec 12 2004, 08:52 PM
PureTHC

you must like the underground scene
cause you bite worst than a pitbull with rabies
PROOF

''While their mouth is runnin', *****s is stuntin', steadily frontin' and sayin'' Eyedea
''I'm drifting distantly away like ah clouded day dream'' Cunninglynguists
''No Harmin Me but Pardon me.. Why you spittin Hardcore when you R&B'' ah ha Ill Bill


PLEASE STOP THE LAUGHTER
:lol:
Its a diss...havint seen u drop so ILL shit..u got no room to talk

[PureTHC]

Diss "FLoW"
got a..
Selection of weapons, detection devices and vices
The nicest with knives and when I'm fightin' I'm priceless
With a mic you're a crisis, laws of physics don't apply to me
I'll reverse time and kill Newton cause the bitch lied to me
Finally, I'm a lone soldier, punch Gods and throw boulders
Cocky motherfucker, givin' Christ the cold shoulder
My brutal speech, is bruisin' fleets fuck what you losers think
Be like Tony Montana.. with all my Cuban Links
Here's an anecdote, you think you're sick? Check the antidote
Stand to Smoke and get yaself crushed like a can of Coke
Ain't no force around that'll offend me
I could piss three miles ahead of me with the wind blowin against me
I made the transformation, from the man we know
To one who's Ruth-less like the curse of the Bambino
I've been waitin' patiently wit' Satan facin' me
It's taken days to weeks but now I'll blaze the beats so amazingly
Nobody's phasin' me, slay the haters
Raise like escalators, jaded razors blaze the faders,"Pure" the fucking greatest

[PureTHC]

maybe u shuld stop running ur mouth an drop sum lyrics

[PureTHC]

Flow dis is for u bitch...

Flow..to put his brain to the game, and don’t be doubting shit
Cuz even though "flow" got his head in control, he egos outta it
and aint got the mind in his verse to be ill, shit postin coward
I take the heart outta "flow"
and leave it on dudes chest make him be looking like Austin powers
Plus I don't give a shit, so I'm on the violence tip
Cuz I torso many kids to pieces..I got "flowS" stomach doing flips
And these kids used to be good?..naw, they always sucked cocks
Still.."FLOW"couldn't shake the rust off hugging Michael J Fox
Plus even against cheaters,I wont get beat
Sure "FLOW" might play the fairway, but I never forget my cleats
Yea, he looking for Lady Luck now
And his fatass is worthless..frankly he sort of gay
Thus i'll leave more shells in "FLOW" stomache
Then they have at Italian buffets
can *****s even get to where this ***** is?
i'm rollin wit HNR can you stack to this?
come talk shit when we Hit N Run *****s smokin grams in the circle blaze
and get ur wig pushed back more then Snoop's Purple Haze
Bitch, you fag its sad your girl kisses my dick till i'm done
Spray some my kids, i'm a dad, wat u want for Christmas son
"FLOW"weaponless so existing on my streets is terminal
only time "FLOW" holding something to spray, hes infront of a urinal
End your "gangsta style", you'll die on sum capone shit
cuz im droppin 20 sumthin, not bars my opponent
want your blood on my hollow tips to flava IT
then click ur heart and drag you to the trash like tossin my favorites

[Flow]

Huh?

[the_uniBOMBER]

Ooooooh SNAP Flow! Deyz bee dissin you, ya heard!?

[PureTHC]

MY bad flow lol no point intended..i miss spelled "whoa" instead of flow..no diss..but for that faggot "whoa" :P

[PureTHC]

MY bad flow lol no point intended..i miss spelled "whoa" instead of flow..no diss..but for that faggot "whoa" :P

[i_eat_clam]

wow thats gay... please stop

[TIONZ_ER!]

Pure, this isnt the fucking cure, you wak as shit so watch this knife puncture.
It slices the veins and brings on the pain, as you sit there pleading and bleading in the fast lane.
I aint no mutha fucking rapper who spits on demand, but bring it to hand and ill do what i can.
Ill hand you the pan, and your heart in a can while you sit there lifeless, but when you diss flow you must understand because his rhymes are priceless.
He has no time to waste, especially on a disgrace that calles himself an emcee, but when it comes to the life less battles that i see, come talk to me.
Ill give you a run fo yo money and a run fo yo honey you have hidden behind that screen, but when you attempt to dis me, dont worry you wont miss me, because ill be the ***** cuttin out yo spleen.
I run with my gats as you sit with your cats, shootin every mother fuckers dream, but when yo bitch find out you lost to me she will be damn well ready to scream.
i know you know what i mean so sit and watch as your girl makes me cream, I shoot on her face, put you in place cause this aint no average dream.
You better be aware because your in for a scare as i complete the battle, but if you dont accept go ahead and hop on the saddle.
Im sure your already packing as im macking and smacking on your girl, but remember the face that put you in place as you enter my world.

[PureTHC]

^^^^^^
Nah nah, see...these idiots just don’t seem to understand
and ‘bout as confused as Neo-Nazis with deep summer tans
VERBZ’s posts “bang” like drummer hands ~ step in my province, get demolished
quick to abolish these odd twits who’re sloppy and too unpolished
my crew’s brolic ~ to be candid we handily mangle clans just outta vanity
leavin’ ‘em relatively fucked…like incestuous families
wreck any mic you hand to me ~ who else disses these pansies quicker?
makin’ they jaws drop ~ they just some “small shots”...like brandy snifters!
no man is sicker than this ‘chea…so what I do recommend is
that you cats try “gettin’ ya weight up”….like Jared on fast-food binges!
see, the only way y’all makin’ the cut is under surgical incision
VERBZ wack? Pssh..you couldn’t “picture that” with Da Vinci’s vision!
with precision it’s the rhyme lynchpin who’s quick to lynch men
you “rip a track”? HA! Only by tearin’ out some hair extensions!
shit’s a cinch, friend~ just another day, another crew to rip through
y’all faggots couldn’t “Come Close” if you brought Mary and Common with you…

[PureTHC]

Dissin ya..

Strike Signs like you Stoppin' defeat? herbs, pick ya spot ...
An' I'll just rip you pussies in text more graphic than Sir Mix Alot ...
I serve kids wit glocks, smack liars wit truth ...
Cuz when y'all blastin' fake bittens ya tech gets mad an' back-fires at you ...
Fuckin' tired of dudes claimin' tha best, frontin' fame an' a rep ...
Then when it comes to flamin' wit vets, y'all scared to even put our name in ya text ...
Yeah, talkin' ta you ViS, you Req, faggots gettin' heated an' gassed ...
Mad cuz nobody in Tongues would have problems beatin' 'is ass ...
Nottin' personal, I'm just tired of seein' you fags, dissin' us to get ya peepage ...
Then like now we reply an' commence to rippin' up ya text to pieces ...
No problem cats, pussies, fannies, felions, females wit a crew ...
Y'all get steady dozed like we blitzed ya, stop exaggeratin', we fell into you ...
That's tha power of Tongues, Acidic saliva, venomous spit ...
Y'all flows cum limpin', you'd have more fun stickin' that pen in ya clit ...
I can beat all you any shape or form, diamond, hex, pyramid ...
Fuckin' yuppies get twisted an' mangled, Sign's tha best, PERIOD! ...

[PureTHC]

Rippin ya shit,twice in a session
have ya sittin down think..
why da hell did i test him??

[TIONZ_ER!]

haha dood your pretty good... i dont rap or flow i just bullshit around lol that was like the third flow i ever busted in my life... pretty wack lol i guess ill do another for ya...

This ***** right here doesnt know who hes talking about, He thinks he knows me so he goes out and shouts.
I may not be out in this bout, but like i said i aint no ill rymer. I come stouter than stout rocking with my cock out, slapping your bitch in the face with it, but when your girl gets mad i dont get sad, i just bend her over and begin to hit it.
I know you get jealouse when she tells you im better, but i aint no competitor i just do what i do, so when you get her wet, i get her wetter and she walks away from you.
Dont think about running because ill be coming waving the ak's and mac 10's, so when you think you have back up just remember i have more even your whore and ill come out with a win.
Your 3 strikes are out without a doubt, so walk back to the dugout, its the next batters turn and remember to learn I rock with my cock out.

ya its pretty wack haha

[i_eat_clam]

Originally posted by TIONZ_ER!@Dec 13 2004, 12:30 AM

This ***** right here
to bad your white

[ASEN]

.... maybe he's white AND a girl

[Whoa]

:lol: oh my god
PureTHC please do us all a flavor a shut up
you think you're ghetto cause you can ''keystyle''
bitch get a life!

[KawL]

this thread is pretty funny
people can just sit there all day with a peper n pen writing shit down
(whos to say thier not) and then post it hoping to get respect for thier 'freestyle'
-_-

good thread: randomism, no such thing as bullshit there

[PureTHC]

Originally posted by Whoa@Dec 13 2004, 07:48 AM
:lol: oh my god
PureTHC please do us all a flavor a shut up
you think you're ghetto cause you can ''keystyle''
bitch get a life!
Haha whos ghetto..kinda funny how u sit there an let that bullshit run outta your mouth,,telling me im ghetto haha u aint gotta hate cause your flow is wack :lol:

[PureTHC]

i gotta life..u just jump from thread to thread..talking shit..knowin you sum little fag that comes home gets on the computer thinking hes cool talking shit..bet anything u bring it to my face..i'll rip ya

[PureTHC]

"the good the bad the ugly"
THE BAD,
So sad to see my boys dad crying, mom dropped to her knee caps
screaming...defiant, she lost her son he is dying, no wait he's already
dead, cursed and dread, but its gets worse cuz dark clouds were already in
my head, lost my girl my world and hurt so long, lliving this country song,
wondering when it ends when the road bends or when I say fuck it and
transcend, seems like the good is quickly washed away by these man sins, I
plan wins but losses be the final outcome, Im white like talcom with the
heart like Malcom X, my folks dont know how Im vexed, they feel perplexed,
my life far from Mr Perfect, bad times and my blisters worsened, im walking
within the rains of the hurricanes, cant see the EYE so looks like there
will be no recharge zone no pit stop far from home, I WANT TO ASCEND WHEN
WILL IT END?

[unek]

Originally posted by Atic@Nov 6 2004, 10:58 AM
i made this a while ago

Ive been .. locked behind the bars of this deserted pile...
For taking part in cultural movement with suburban style...
An elite form of expression; I don’t tag to start wars...
But what they see as vandalism, I look on as an art form...
Be it park walls or subways, ever since the late sixties...
Ive been consumed by the colloquial speech called Graffiti...
With unique letter styles; Marker Pens in our waist bands...
Alongside cans of bucket paint .. Stickers & spray cans...
Our game plans for fame and .. A love of it all...
.. these writers names now cover the walls ...
Acting as a canvas to showcase stylized signatures...
.. Their backdrops help portay a story without words ...
Most don’t understand that, it’s a visual language...
The writers voice speaking through a series of graphics...
.. And all this social outrage makes me proud to be me ...
.. because the longer its debated; the louder we speak ...
You see the aspects of aesthetics give me old skool flash backs...
.. To when we’d carry stencils & shoe polish in backpacks ...
.. When I was finally caught .. I rued the day ...
The cops charged ME with all of the tags my crew had sprayed...
DTS, a rival crew, were responsible for shopping me...
Now ive got seventy counts on ‘malicious destruction of property’...
Why didn’t I stick to rapping? Or spinning on cardboard?...
This shit sucks...
..In trouble for the love of an art form ...
damn thats dope man

[voice]

[FONT=Optima][SIZE=7][COLOR=blue] \
mothafuca u cant fuck wit da firm i fucked ya moms las nite n made her swallow da sperm u dont got tyme ta talk shit yall just get fuced cuz yall r pussys im dissin all yalls azzs cuz my shit iz marvolus u fucced wit VOICE so ima put 20 inta ya espoughes now apart of dis so finish wut u started u dont wanna dis me cuz im cold hearted my anger rises cuz yall pizzed me off so dont pause i will hold ya n kill for no reason or no cauz dawg fuccin wid VOICE iz like commitn sucide yall confussed dats y yall succ dick from da syde I.K.C bitch dats my click if yall dont like it suck mah dic.

peace reppin KENSINGTON philla. peace.

[_____JEKLROKS_____]

ALL y'all *****s is wack get at me...

[infer one]

i dont think im to good for this thread so ima post somethin cuz all yos styles is dead... im ready to get up and creat works of art, and i dont let the pigs tear me apart, i just keep walkin' alone in the dark with a can in my hand and a pen in the park, and all knows how i get down, cuz im raw and im hard and i stay undergroun'...
shity shity shity but fun^

[sika_2002]

woo, atics one is dope, pure style

[e.pau-hp]

Chek out this kid freestyle...killer rhymes!!
Freestyle (http://www.rawjunk.com/?file_type=Video&show_media=9)
WooT Woot!!!

[infer one]

lmfao!!! why isnt that shit up in the jokes thread! that shit got me still luaghin'!!!

[KARE 2 ELABERATE]

yah best check this.... relentless attack, shootin off the dome wit no defence at the back, yah got no sence when yah rap, i got flows to capsize your ship quick, flippin whole crews wit my superior lyngistic, verbal assults got yah spittin teeth, Kare so cold he splittin heat, cats so wack they skippin beats, but i keep to beat, easily defeat your entire fleet, crew, or wutever the fuck you call your group, i got guts, big nuts, u more chicken then my soup, so ima beat yah ass till Cernal Sanders gets his grip, that crazy muther fucker turn rats to chicken strips

[ASEN]

:mellow:

[DOUK or DIE]

i wish i could spit like that...

[KARE 2 ELABERATE]

damn right.... cause i got a thousand styles to use at my own disposal

[ASEN]

you got dope rhymes, but i hate it when you just spell it out like that, a paragraph.

[A-VoId]

dope shit asen

[pSYKAOz]

yo that fat white kid had the golder rhyme right duuuur!

*every1 says im a zero but im an internet hero*


hahaha

[_____JEKLROKS_____]

...get at me...
Yo-
yo, yo,
yo
yo, yo, yo, yo,yo,
yo,
yo,
yo, yo yo,
yo, yo yo,
yeah,
yo,
yo, yo,
yo,
yo, yo, yo, yo,
yo,
Ugh, your rhymes are generic,
mines authentic made,
I forgot what eminem say'd,
so I yell out, aye,
hey, have a wonderful day,
but you say, its raining today,
we will go to the bay, then,
get some ca(ke), and eat it,
then I go,
Yo-
yo, yo,
yo
yo, yo, yo, yo,yo,
yo,
yo,
yo, yo yo,
yo, yo yo,
yeah,
yo,
yo, yo,
yo,
yo, yo, yo, yo,
yo,

[_____JEKLROKS_____]

I'm super raw bitches. Wheres that Aqua Net...

[KARE 2 ELABERATE]

Originally posted by ASEN@Dec 18 2004, 09:37 PM
you got dope rhymes, but i hate it when you just spell it out like that, a paragraph.
yah its in a paragraph cause i jus start typin and dont stop..... basicly the closest to a freestyle u can get on the computer

aint no TIME for structure

edit for jeklroks

your style is generic, mines authentic made, i roll like a renegade u need clinic aid,
my techniques bizzar and ill, i scar an kill, u wernt a star untill i served u like a bar an grill,
so i proceed to cook an gill yah, thats all it took to kill yah, u better recognize me like i look familiar,
u wanna battle? u beat around the bush like u scared to lick pussy so u eat around the tush,
i need a clown to push someone that i can bully, wait a minute i dont think u understand fully,
see me wit out a style is like mustard with out the hynes i lead the new school your a busta with out the rhymes i'll crush the shit out cha rhymes

- B Rabbit

LMAO

[_____JEKLROKS_____]

I knew it was somthing like that... Whats up ***** wanna battle?

[Atic]

You all fuckin suck. I'd son everyone of you.

[infer one]

your style is generic, mines authentic made, i roll like a renegade u need clinic aid,
my techniques bizzar and ill, i scar an kill, u wernt a star untill i served u like a bar an grill,
so i proceed to cook an gill yah, thats all it took to kill yah, u better recognize me like i look familiar,
u wanna battle? u beat around the bush like u scared to lick pussy so u eat around the tush,
i need a clown to push someone that i can bully, wait a minute i dont think u understand fully,
see me wit out a style is like mustard with out the hynes i lead the new school your a busta with out the rhymes i'll crush the shit out cha rhymes

shits hot! :o

[_____JEKLROKS_____]

Originally posted by Atic@Dec 20 2004, 08:42 PM
You all fuckin suck. I'd son everyone of you.
Atics faggot ass need to spit some shit...

[KARE 2 ELABERATE]

Originally posted by Atic@Dec 20 2004, 08:42 PM
You all fuckin suck. I'd son everyone of you.
pffff

u got shit on me fool, u wanna battle? say the word :ph34r:

[A-VoId]

yo this is a-void iam know to lyrically assinate like the dude in scarface crazy down for whatevers, neva hesitant to spit my style varies from time to time it depends on the ryme and were iam at thats a fact always ready to verbaly attack i dont give a fuc still kill mathafuckas and causin heavoc beatin u with this flow were ever iam at were ever i go, i drop fools , drop crews, while lyrically killin dudes, i drop bombs like b 52's spitin raps maken tracks getin depper and deeper with every flow cause i let it all go, my mouth is like excalibur stabbin u with mataphors see there u go dont want to mess wit this kid causin kaos one unique verbal style one down brown mathafucker stepin up so make way for this lyrical assasin blastin dropin heads like i drop this flow yo.

[BeeOne234...]

Originally posted by A-VoId@Dec 21 2004, 02:40 AM
i drop bombs like b 52's spitin raps
yeah...


Bee52 got something to say?
well here's my he said she said bullshit anyway...

he said....
I'd like to sip the moisture of her rain
and explain the divinity of her perpetual flame
and be honest when i talk
about her unbeauty marks
them hip bones
femurs full of soul
careless accidental control
and well placed moles
one second toe longer
to show shes a leader
long her and need her
to have personal plans
spraypaint on her nurturing hands
shes got the recipe for mixing paint
and making intoxicating cakes
to have her back I'd do
whatever it takes...
but shes not havin that
I can understand why...
Johnny AppleSeed needs
a new apple for his eye...
so i reply
dear butterfly
this aint no gangsta verse
perverse as it seems
cause my dreams are your reality
and your reality is a casulty of my decisions
i've made small incisions
and planted them forever in your soul
bold and inappropriate
you and i were the dopest shit
try but you can't forget
and that dude your fuckin wit'
he's just a phase
well at least that's how i've prayed
he lacks the poetry you desire
and i lack the poetry you inspire

she said.....

got cats lacking the rhythm I require...
meeting you was the fall of my empire
you grew tired while I admired
the stars that shined on your face
reflections of the way life
used to race
through my veins
i restrained the powerful essence I contain...
heartpulsing love beats on me like dancefloors
searching for the exit door
7 am ...stumbling over the curb
makes me feel like such a turd
the way our love grew absurd
still eatin' my words everytime his zippers undone
unsung...
heroes....
wonderwoman powers between these thighs...
I get high
n' rap like how I'd like to reverse the heartbeat
and play myself experimental
how'd you step into my mental?
uh and speakin of Johnny Appleseed
that little nigguh stole my weed...
took it to the one he adored and
offered her to puff some more...
stoned eyes slammed he devised his plan
so sure he'd someday be her man...
how he would make her his
little Johnny had no idea of this...
buy her roses...paint her bombs...
draw her pictures...break the rules...what's left to do?
write her lovepoems like this fool...
bee to broth all poems are lost...
rose are red
violets are blue
you left me...boo fucking who

[GeSuS_KRiST]

"Johnny AppleSeed needs/ a new apple for his eye... so i reply / dear butterfly/ this aint no gangsta verse/ perverse as it seems/ cause my dreams are your reality"

shits hot

[infer one]

talent...

[indigo]

cum on ur lips on lick ur tits...i fuck u so hard ur spinal cord rips
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------
take you out back and fuck ur ass then i throw my middle finger up while all the people pass
----------------------------------------------------------------- -------------------
punch u in your face but in the right place how does that taste ,
blood dripping down the back of your throat now then i stick a nail in the middle of ur eyebrow...i am ur lord, BOW

[Skore_One]

typin and erasin typin and erasin nervous pacin tryin to battle this i push bircks you couldnt move bricks if u were playin tetris u wanna have a name u better get with this me n the crew are the illest shit killin shit cant fuck with this u typin a diss i piss on ur name smack you up shoot you in the chest and throw ur body in a cement truck you dun fucked/ up i'll wire ya jaw shut leave u in a prison cell beaten and ass fucked hittin ur whole crew with a mack truck/leave ur moms smacked up u say somethin about me u better back up cuz skill is what you lack

[Whoa]

keystylin fools :lol:

[indigo]

these are all pre-writen ur not foolin anyone

[ASEN]

someone tell me whats up with this
i see cats keystylin but they suckin dicks
heads try spittin but they suck like a vacuum
destroy me? bitch, you even got burned in the staff room
you a laughin stock, i break y'all like i was crackin rocks
keep your day job, stay in the backstore unpackin' boxes
Kare i advise you to stay low like crime in harlem
you can't spit, you droolin' like you got saliva problems
sure as fuck ain't hittin' targets like americans bombin'
you next on my deathlist between Whoa and Charles Bronson
so imma leave you with this like two caps in a day
my shit's flippin, knock you the fuck out with a capitol K
i bury you 4 feet deep and you'd still keep askin' away
C'mon, i mean it! fuck this shit! fuck rappin, okay?!
i'd be laughing, go snatch a fat gram and a keg
and if you still alive, i'd beat you till you lackin' a leg

all in good fun.. kare you got some dope rhymes, holla back

[PureTHC]

Sum abstract shit for ya "all u haters tlkin shit, u wanna battle?


These clocked spit are toxic
Rotting stock tips and oxen
Beat boxin in my submarine
Tweakin machinery
To control fiends and change the scenery
Change purple acid to greenery
So it compliments your casket
makin it placid
Easier for your fantastic journey to purgatory
two broken legs in a gurney
in west suburban stories
If your alive and not dead
then theres gonna be sliced thighs
and gore painting your board head
High off molten lead and ridin a stegasaurous
at the beggining of time
memorizing a thesaurous to be the leviathen
of rhymes
Remember my crimes?
As a looney toon commiting murder on the evening news
Blue and boozed my mind on fire
with flaming shoes
You loose cause when the universe gave birth to me
I stuffed the doctor in a black hole
and raped the nurse till she couldn't breath
Try and use keys on my portal doorway
Turn you into a mortal and use my vorpul blades to slay
your last fit
While you try and mark this
I wear an elephants carcass, and a head full of star dust
Chillin forever in the land of bizarre rust

[Phenom]

Nice freestyleprops. here i go....

Phenoms the name thats stuck in your brain like a stain after this rap battle youll never be the same, fame? What the hell kinda name?Bitch imma spit mad shit to put ur face to shame.bitch talkin about meXicanos yo te gano esploto todo tu pinche cranio puto di lo que qieeres decir i could beat u in spanish or english cuz u spit nothing but jiberish,cuz i stay complicated like geometry and u wanna ride me?But for u its Algebra.. imma tear your heart straight outta ya, im giving u diseases that wouldnt even be healed by jesus leaving ur main frame i six pieces,dont u wish u had telaconises, so when imma rhyme u could read it?cuz my lungs create breezes when i breath your whole body just frezez..Try me again and ur gonna get blown to chunks and pieces...†

[calmlikeabomb]

my name is calm like a bomb
and I'm tight like that
suckas be pushing, but I don't fight back
you see my fuse is long, it takes in the anger
but when I get pushed to hard
boom, its out the hanger
b52's can't drop this bomb
I blow up so hard, youll think Ill never calm
but after you done I move on to your crew
and theyll have no one to thank, well cept for you
see I'm tolorant,
but at the same time molevalent
Ill hold shit to you, the thing that you may rezent
if you start out on shit list
thats where youll stay
so keep yo distance
the fuse is almost through
and the next fucking number, well its you




baw, my pitiful spit....

[_____JEKLROKS_____]

Originally posted by Phenom@Dec 27 2004, 02:41 AM
Nice freestyleprops. here i go....

Phenoms the name thats stuck in your brain like a stain after this rap battle youll never be the same, fame? What the hell kinda name?Bitch imma spit mad shit to put ur face to shame.bitch talkin about meXicanos yo te gano esploto todo tu pinche cranio puto di lo que qieeres decir i could beat u in spanish or english cuz u spit nothing but jiberish,cuz i stay complicated like geometry and u wanna ride me?But for u its Algebra.. imma tear your heart straight outta ya, im giving u diseases that wouldnt even be healed by jesus leaving ur main frame i six pieces,dont u wish u had telaconises, so when imma rhyme u could read it?cuz my lungs create breezes when i breath your whole body just frezez..Try me again and ur gonna get blown to chunks and pieces...†
Phenoms wack and thats all I gotta say,
his rhyme style backs me up all the way,
talkin' bout being complicated and don't know how to spell,
wack as hell, plus your ass is simple minded as well,
I been rhymin' since, well, before the age of twelve,
and don't care if I'm repeditive,
I sware I'll be the best that lives,
and dare to say that even Big wouldn't fuckin' step to this,
my secret weapon is the mind that I'v been blessed with,
so step up to the best kid, get beaten like you shoplift,
I came to rock with a style you may not get,
I'm higher than a cockpit and really need to stop this, leading off the topic, Phenom ain't got shit, punk ***** you get shot quick,
like my demands ain't met and you a motherfuckin' hostage,
I never play, and always quick to prove it to ya,
my nine'll spray, when I let the uzi through ya,
pick up the casings and I drop them in the sewer,
your..... FUCK IT.

[ASEN]

Bring it on, i spit raw kinda like the Technique, just holla back quick cuz i aint gonna wait til next week; your texts weak, you walkin in circles and can't spell, kinda like you talkin like Urkel; Digesting chems wont help your flow, my style keeps reflecting gems but you stuck, i see tears in your eyes like you dissectin lemons, occupyin minds nonstop an impressing 24/7, this be the first time i write rhymes in texts, i use the verses to diverse lyrics ten times as intense; turnin away from tha subject, you aint fucked yet, just call back on this and watch your luck jet

[Car2nist]

you whack ass kids got no lyrical game
quit ya shit, everything sounds the same
if i wanted to hear your shit, i'd turn on mtv
whack ass rhymes just dont appeal to me
when i flow, you'd think niagra falls had an overload
when you flow it sounds like im droppin' a load

fuck you textcees, grab a mic and call me.

[PureTHC]

You call out for a battle but you have no skill for you're lyrics are gonna be to dam shallow,
my record may be 0-1 but ur cheap ass has banged zero ho's to a nun.
I am sick of you're white ass acting like you are a *****,
for you are nothin but a god dam chigga.
So you best bring you're game
for I already have you're ass tamed.
You're lyrics are like DR seus,
for it to be understood you have to be on some booz.
So if iam ment to loose then let it be for you're dum ass can't find an area of a cube.
so this battle is done I merked you're dump white lubed ass.

[PureTHC]

car2nist- u wanna battle?
Or u just gonna take shit an not an be a bitch bout it.

[Car2nist]

no, from what you just spit, you're horrible, but keep smokin.

[M0De7]

freestyling on the internet defeats the purpose of freestyling but anyways

i went to my friends house smoked fat spliff

the end.

[PureTHC]

lol car2nist.u have so wack excuses in these threads..but here ya go BITCH

ur on trial… that makes me the jury
car2nist..u wack,punishment…straight lyrical fury
I said I wanted someone with skill when I was arranging this fixture
But Steveontrial is like a TV with no aerial, he doesn’t get the picture
Man thinks he won’t get terrorised for trying to act up to me
But he’s like fake cocaine… isn’t all he crack’ed up to be
Like dyslexics playing scrabble you’re lost for words battling me
Fuck your mums bush; I’ll stick my dick in your family tree
Mans styles basic this bled behind… so before he has said a line
I’ll shave a sundial into his hair… so he can be a’head of time

[PureTHC]

yo u picked a battle with the wrong guy , am the king of these rumbles
am the hammer, your the cookie and gunna break you into crumbles
i spit strategic lines coz am a true team man
i dont see you as a threat i see you more like a fan
coz your punchlines arent connectin with me one bit
in future you should stay well away from me wen i start to spit
my lyrics are goin to suffercate you as if they were a snake
man you dont belong in this rap game ur 100% fake
you were on a clear path but now you've cum into the mist
learning how to rap, now thers sumthing you can put on your christmas list
you must be a fag comin up wit da name "car2nist"
you cant get into crewz so you just roll up and down there neighbourhoods
yo am heating you up like water and your starting to boil
am given you shocks all over as i was an eletric coil
yo beaten you is as easy as knockin down a brick wall
you look big on the outside but inside your so god damn small

[seckzoner]

this is retarded.
people claiming they are fans of hip-hop, but cant even spell
'pharoah monch'

before hiphop was about real talent.
not just spitting.. no wait.. TYPING a bunch of words that rhyme with each other.
its just gotten retarded. a bunch of people thinking that they are lyrical masters cuz they rhymeda 3 syllable word together. big fucking woop. You want to see some skill, go listen to old school busta rhymes. thats mainstream enough for most of you suburban kids to at least heard of him once. go listen to old school eminem, hell even listen to the mixtapes by lloyd banks for about a year ago.
hey you can hate all you want on GUNIT. but give lloyd banks a real chance and pay attention to what he says. hes a fucking genius. im not saying g unit is the shit. cuz frankly, they sold out. but regardless of that, listen to lloyd banks. you'll hear mad punch lines that'll fucking boggle your mind. whatever.
why dont you guys just.. go and freestyle on your block corner..
or should i say... 'your friendly neighbourhood library" or wherever the fuck you guys go.

and...
all of that aside,
HOW IS THIS FREESTYLING? YOU HAVE A MILLION CHANCES TO EDIT YOUR POST'S!!! AHHH whats the use. theres always one stubborn kid, well, on this forum, its more like, 60 stubborn kids who arent willing to hear me out and just cant wait to get there chance on 'defending their arguement'
haha!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[PureTHC]

Yeah im hear you,an ya i do freestyle "not just dropin lines in the fourms"
'your friendly neighbourhood library" :lol:

[KARE 2 ELABERATE]

text is where the verbal mastery is developed....... ya'll cant say shit to me

cause really, fuck the freestyles let me throw a writin down an ull see some serious lyrical acrobatics

shit you'll see lyrcal acrobatics in my keystyles too... just not as intence

[_____JEKLROKS_____]

Originally posted by seckzoner@Dec 28 2004, 06:53 AM
this is retarded.
people claiming they are fans of hip-hop, but cant even spell
'pharoah monch'

before hiphop was about real talent.
not just spitting.. no wait.. TYPING a bunch of words that rhyme with each other.
its just gotten retarded. a bunch of people thinking that they are lyrical masters cuz they rhymeda 3 syllable word together. big fucking woop. You want to see some skill, go listen to old school busta rhymes. thats mainstream enough for most of you suburban kids to at least heard of him once. go listen to old school eminem, hell even listen to the mixtapes by lloyd banks for about a year ago.
hey you can hate all you want on GUNIT. but give lloyd banks a real chance and pay attention to what he says. hes a fucking genius. im not saying g unit is the shit. cuz frankly, they sold out. but regardless of that, listen to lloyd banks. you'll hear mad punch lines that'll fucking boggle your mind. whatever.
why dont you guys just.. go and freestyle on your block corner..
or should i say... 'your friendly neighbourhood library" or wherever the fuck you guys go.

and...
all of that aside,
HOW IS THIS FREESTYLING? YOU HAVE A MILLION CHANCES TO EDIT YOUR POST'S!!! AHHH whats the use. theres always one stubborn kid, well, on this forum, its more like, 60 stubborn kids who arent willing to hear me out and just cant wait to get there chance on 'defending their arguement'
haha!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
For real I know for a fact people in here cannot type as fast as they would even talk and I know that it would be hard to try typing everything while you freestyle, so fuck this freestyle thread, it should be like MC battle thread, so we don't get sued for false advertiment....

And Lloyd Banks is straight, game is fuckin wack...

[_____JEKLROKS_____]

Originally posted by KARE 2 ELABERATE@Dec 28 2004, 03:40 PM
text is where the verbal mastery is developed....... ya'll cant say shit to me

cause really, fuck the freestyles let me throw a writin down an ull see some serious lyrical acrobatics
Word.

[KARE 2 ELABERATE]

fuck 3 syllables.... i can rock 15 syllables rhymes

[_____JEKLROKS_____]

How long you been rhyming?

[BeeOne234...]

Originally posted by M0De7@Dec 27 2004, 01:17 PM
freestyling on the internet defeats the purpose of freestyling
...

[KARE 2 ELABERATE]

Originally posted by _____JEKLROKS_____@Dec 28 2004, 04:43 PM
How long you been rhyming?
bout a year an a half


and the proper name for this thread should be KEYSTYLES

cause if done properly, text can be takin reasonably close to freestylin.....
jus like no editing, jus start and dont stop till your done

but on the other hand theres no way to insure kidz is doin that.... but wutever its all in good fun why the fuck does anyone give a fuck anyway?

[BeeOne234...]

let's do a collaborative rhyme...
you pick up what was said before you and use what was said battle that etc....I think thats the only real freestyle flow on a computer...
That which was posted earlier by me was freestyle written no changes were made.
Start typing and don't stop...
Kare2 join me?
I'll check back latah.

[KARE 2 ELABERATE]

im down :D

would u kare to kick it off?

[BeeOne234...]

aight yo.. imma flow.. but i gots to go.. the ocean be callin me... drivin me.. past the trees of fallen emcees and the lyrics i long to swim in...young women...raise up...sipping my tea from a hot cup...ya'll can all get with it and fuck with bee...I am truly g...no unit, I like to spoon-it with the manchild I have yet to meet him and sure i would greet him, long him and need him...jump back to the interstate and the route I have to take...Hwy 30 straight to the coast so I can toast and chill back n roast my green leaves till i choke my immaculate quotes....


hahahhaha aight I am going to beach...i'll check back when I get back and haha be nice to my wack freestyles I am just typin.............

[KARE 2 ELABERATE]

fuck immaculate quotes, lets go to the ocean and jack us a boat, but the fact is we wont, im jus actin with hope, i seen the ocean like once in my life, an if i ever go again ill be dumpin my wife cause, im jumpin wit spite as shes duckin the light, fuck it your right, we all roastin the greens, when im at the ocean it mean, i been openly mean, to emcees i seem spectacualar, but that only shows how wack u are, ur lackin par im shootin eagles........

shit i gotta go, ill continue later..... or u can jus take it from there Bee


PEACE

[geezpot]

Woot woot
Bee throwing words into the Bombing Science?
Hitting the beach and forming an alliance.
Relaxing is her gig and I'm in compliance.
I too roast green leaves in the winter heat,
hitting my retreat without conciet,
its not a beach but more discreet.
Its more like a park made entirely of concrete
My backpack in hand full of silver in a can
throw in some blues 'n blacks 'cause nothings planned
I'm going downtown leaving my own brand
Hitting garbage cans and heading to the roof
A huge silver HP outlined in rustproof
with Punchy from Hawaiian Punch delivering the spoof
http://www.galleryc.net/images/a403.jpg

Go easy on me with my word compiling
as my drawerings are better than my freestylin
I never claim to be an emcee
Just a laid back artist following the buzz of the BEE.

[BeeOne234...]

Punchy...haha man that dudes the juice...
i enjoy your spoofs and the rocked rooftops outlined in mystery...
a ninja..
g....
spot stays hot in the blackbook and whatnots...
more respect for you than i’m sure you knew...
and now that you do
let me remark on how it starts and ends from anntennae to the stingah...
I stay up bustin bombs bigga...the hypest stars and stripes...usa bush...all the likes...
bee dissen em on the beats and mics...
i stay mark’in up like a ZEBRA...
speaking on my man he’s up in BC bruh, uh we should chill and build 7 scarab temples...
drop bombs and fillins act like we're experimental...
right wrongs for
you and your wifey everyday should be a holiday...
i say...
...let's play.........................
now back to kare 2 elaborate speakin on lacking par...
har har...
it’s time to meet the superstar-gazer...
rockin spots with my boy TAZER
...Kare busts flows like raver hoes with lazers uh huh shooting eagles rappin how he’s mad leathal yet stuck painting just on them legals...bury into my brain as if you was a bullweival, tried to go to the ocean with the homie
Steve’ll let you know how I flow when I just let go yo I know i glow
yah piss on permission walls i do not fall these legs are strong
bee plays the walls that keep this crib from tumbling...
finding my words now fumbling...
uhh something about dumping your wife in the ocean...
now thats a sure sin...naw kid you won’t win...
and the boat we could jack....
let the hope not retract and plan on it being black with bling spinners...
I too am a sinner and i know my place of disgrace was placed on that poor kid Mike’s face,
a bomb got dropped ontop of his that he placed with haste....
...what a waste of Vanilla Lace...touch your tounge to these
and taste the spectacular flavor i rip from the mind behind the lips
....and hips that blind as do yellow hues...
Bee stays fresh like Rusto....
take a hit off that flow...
...bitch I stay True Blue like Krylon....
now get your rhyme on............



It started raining...ahhhhh the great northwest....damnit.
I sm back in the crib till 9ish.....Geez...i like that you jumped in mister!
and i am no emcee either...i just talk....

[PureTHC]

Originally posted by ASEN@Dec 22 2004, 09:39 AM
someone tell me whats up with this
i see cats keystylin but they suckin dicks
heads try spittin but they suck like a vacuum
destroy me? bitch, you even got burned in the staff room
you a laughin stock, i break y'all like i was crackin rocks

sure like to bite dnt ya...

[PureTHC]

im constantly spittin givin MC's a distastefull image/
honestly writtin ta say this aint bull but true livin/
hard times like mike n rob givens,
it's a freestyle "KARE" so start spittin'/
talkin shit will only get you constant hits/
to da side of ya dome like a pimps raunchy bitch///
dont say that u wont do, what u do daily
ya flow sumthin like a loose tooth, hangin on, barely
My rhymes get you so high I got the NARCs on the charts
Fuck "KARE" ya one liners get served like fine diners
Only shit dark about ya style is ya fuckin eyeliner
Change glass... to can and up street I'm kicken you
this fucker swallowed martha steward cause we all see the bitch in you
:angry:

[ASEN]

Originally posted by PureTHC+Dec 29 2004, 12:25 AM--></div><table border='0' align='center' width='95%' cellpadding='3' cellspacing='1'><tr><td>QUOTE (PureTHC @ Dec 29 2004, 12:25 AM)</td></tr><tr><td id='QUOTE'> <!--QuoteBegin-ASEN@Dec 22 2004, 09:39 AM
someone tell me whats up with this
i see cats keystylin but they suckin dicks
heads try spittin but they suck like a vacuum
destroy me? bitch, you even got burned in the staff room
you a laughin stock, i break y'all like i was crackin rocks

sure like to bite dnt ya... [/b][/quote]
I don't bite. But i'd like to know why you think i do.

[PureTHC]

im in the mr.blunt fourms...seen that verse from another user..by the way..learn to spell 'pharoah monch'

[ASEN]

What the hell is Mr.Blunt? Post that shit or shut the fuck up. And thanks for checking my spelling.

You might have seen somthing that looked like this, but i don't cop shit, specially NOT from other forums.

[Coffee]

Ice on fire
Fire on Ice
Don't touch Me cuz I got lice
I like my Chicken with shrimp fried rice

[Ravek]

coffee is so off beat his ryhmes stink like bad feet

[Coffee]

Fuck you Ravek
I think your gay
And its true you suck cock like every day

Post # 300 bitches!

[PureTHC]

MY lyrics stay sharper than jason's machete,hauntin crab rappers dreams like im freddy,lyrics fli freer than a pep rally & confetti,seems like these metaphors and similes keep my rhymes steady,so i you like heltah skeltah are you ready?,i hope so beacuse i see through your style like its a victoria secret teddy!

[Car2nist]

maybe if you took a step back and thought about what you said you might not be 'lyrically dead'
if you had the thc in your veins you wouldnt be referring to fred
fuck the scary movie scheme, might as well rap about repentin' your sins
might as well get religious because i just son'd ya twice like havin twins

[glue]

Originally posted by Coffee@Dec 29 2004, 10:55 PM
Fuck you Ravek
I think your gay
And its true you suck cock like every day

Post # 300 bitches!
haha lol

[PureTHC]

This is the most magnetic rap edit ever permitted
i’m the best that ever done it to somebody that did it
You sinning if u don’t mention my name when u say lyrics
Been spittin since the beginning and never been timid
Biblical menace, they searchin for the name and it’s hidden
I rap for rippers written for the lyrically privileged
Strangle you bitches
Battle whitey? You trippin
Put your money where your mouth is
My d$*k where your chin is
My sentence telepathy, let it
Takeover your mind for a second
meditate at it till your eyes redden
It’s the automatic kinetic energy in the present
Germaine starts with a G
Who would have guessed it,
The spirit of saint germaine in my studio sessions
Telling me what to tell em
I’m his vernacular vessel
Kick it so intelligently and intensely
you only a fool when u in the presence of me
Strong with verse course pick the hydrophone up and talk
Operational priority dispatch spittin raps kickin the wack
You don’t want this to attack
Don’t act like you’ve forgotten me
This is debauchery
you won’t get denied to me
I put it down constantly
Ask hiphop heads in your area
I’m a SPIT bull terrier!!
The more metaphors the merrier
black holes coalesce when I tear through the light
I got a funky funky funky funky flow!!!!
Yeah funky times four is spunky you know.
I’m the S-P-Y-R-O
My M-E-T-H-O-D is the best!!
You still not impressed?
My tongue compress puncture your chest
Suck your breast ride your lungs to the breath
Poppy seed resins send you to mic club heaven
Light seconds away from galaxy M87
God caused these charged particles to collide within the wandering
magnetic spheres of my mind
still undeclined
do this in my spare time with spare rhymes
cause I stopped lookin for shine
they can’t take what’s already mine
Shoemaker Levy Nine will land on ‘em when they press rewind
A mental diamond in physical bondage waitin for embalmment
Maybe then I’ll with some real prophets
Oh my God Canibus is on the college campus
I wanna ask him some questions cause I love his answers
He got a new album out he the illest son
The 187 flowing 4 texas killin em
june 7th the true mc spot check
Want respect?
Try to move the mouse after I chop the wrist
For all you *****s saying that my @#%$ is sick
Just imagine the 90% of my brain that I ain't even used to yet
Take a quick deep breath
i suck in as much air as my lungs can permit
then I start to kick that @#%$
I stand firm
my words burn through your exterrior
to eat away at your interior
the one and only superior

[BeeOne234...]

ahhh well so much for some freestyle...I tried....keep it written I suppose...sound nice enough.... booo




poof

[_____JEKLROKS_____]

I gotta bump this shit y'all might as well...

My mind is blank, trying to come with a rhyme but I'mma take,
my sweet ass time better yet I'll just say waste,
lyrically macin' your face when I'm ryhming,
I spit this shit hard like a diamond,
really ain't no point in trying in battle,
y'all just dyin', coulden't handle,
fuck it too tired, Bump'd.

Ooh I came up with this 2 years ago Christmas Eve,

"I Kill more Jews than a Nazi,
its a game to me like Yahtzee,
ain't an army that can fuckin' stop me,
hunt em' down like my ass is papparazzi,..."

[-klep-]

just check my name and youll see i steal the show
ill be the cat who throws out the arrow and stabs you wit the bow
i spit paint AND fire..i figured id let ya know
klep creep through the shadows while all you see is the murderous glow
we cant diss purethc because he wrote us a story
i read through the 6th line and declared his shit is boring
everyones shit is so sensitive youd look great on "maury"
so i guess ill hide the victoria secrets cause i know it makes yall horny
jeklroks has an outstanding memory so ill batter him lyrically
im not demanding im just flattered with the lack of fear in me
so imma newbie and i know youd like to get some shit clear wit me
im not trying ta start shit so just sit and cheer for me
well i just had my chance and im pretty sure i took it
as for the rest youll took 2nd and booked it

uh...yea...

[_____JEKLROKS_____]

I cripple you like shots to the spine when I rhyme,
weak ass lines you spit coulen't even compare to mine,
fuck cheering for ya all you hearing is boos,
up against me obviously its fact that you lose,
already lost should really think about the words that you choose,
and don't be mentioning my name cause I'll rip your weak ass,
bringing you fame through the shame that you gain,
simple and plain, you getting wrecked like them 9/11 planes,
I came to bring the pain like Meth, going straight to your set,
conceling a cocked back Tec making your shirt to mesh,
should have wore a vest your best ain't bullet proof,
this gun I pull and shoot will end you in a blink,
so fuck what you thought or think,
I emcee, you sing on a gay R&B Cds,
I'm scaring your mental, leave your ass with a complex,
no contest your context has no content but your mumbles,
bout to go to bed but I know I left you crumbled...

[-klep-]

:o :D
alright...alright..

Keep that mouth running...youll get knocked poped and scold
you came to close and cought on fire so stop drop and roll
i do a little pop lock and go cop some dro
dont lock ya door cause i pop locks and slam faces into the floor
ill call you by name...and ill ask for ya surname
whatever the game a cat like you is headed for shame
you can call me lil jon with my punches hittin you with that physical crunk
your a pitiful punk that never seen me cause your visuals shrunk
ill be klep goin around stealing lives
and youll be the dick head go get ya face circumsized
in bed with ya wifey ill be grabbing thighs
to bad my dick missin her mouth and im stabbing eyes
just to finish you off skin deep ill slice ya liver
ill have you like your vibrator youll shake and shiver
call me the ups man but its pain i deliver
and nothing crumbled this buildings still standin here *****

[KARE 2 ELABERATE]

Originally posted by BeeOne234...@Dec 30 2004, 02:28 PM
ahhh well so much for some freestyle...I tried....keep it written I suppose...sound nice enough.... booo




poof
i think we need our own thread...... asen can come too :D

[**MATEO**]

i dont rap....just listen to it

[_____JEKLROKS_____]

"and youll be the dick head go get ya face circumsized"

Even Puff Daddy would've only said "Whoo!" there. I get at you.

[Kayone707]

yo yo yo im a post hoe

[TIONZ_ER!]

yo yo yo...yo yo yo.... im sick like that ***** woah!

[ASEN]

Originally posted by KARE 2 ELABERATE+Jan 3 2005, 04:39 PM--></div><table border='0' align='center' width='95%' cellpadding='3' cellspacing='1'><tr><td>QUOTE (KARE 2 ELABERATE @ Jan 3 2005, 04:39 PM)</td></tr><tr><td id='QUOTE'> <!--QuoteBegin-BeeOne234...@Dec 30 2004, 02:28 PM
ahhh well so much for some freestyle...I tried....keep it written I suppose...sound nice enough.... booo




poof
i think we need our own thread...... asen can come too :D [/b][/quote]
Our own thread for what?

[KARE 2 ELABERATE]

our own thread to chill and cypher in.... with no talk or wack cats ruinin shit

[BeeOne234...]

we had tried to start a collaborative rhyme...so that it would actually be freestyle...
It didn't work to say the least.
It was me then Kare then Geez then me.....from there someone could have picked up the last rhymer and flowed onto and incorporating what was said...but... then someone dropped a written as usual....just for fun...i'm no rapper...yep.

[NFeKTo Gadget]

i'm just sitten here getting pissed
cuz i'm playin ghost recon 2 and tried to shoot this guy but straight missed
there my attempt at tha rhyme
and it blows ass so prolly my last time.

[ASEN]

Originally posted by KARE 2 ELABERATE@Jan 5 2005, 04:07 PM
our own thread to chill and cypher in.... with no talk or wack cats ruinin shit
It'll be ruined. Aren't all of them?

[KARE 2 ELABERATE]

sadly this is true....

there should be a way to insure that noone but the listed people can talk in certain threads, thatd be HYPE

[Coo]

Shits like fights wit dikes, i don't understand what to do.
slap or a punch, gun or a rocket. i have no clue.
sicka than aid's wit a touch of tha flu.
u could licka my ass if u hate cause i'm betta than u.
wit beats by gesus i'm blessed, every ***** iz less than.
like a math sign. have u squintin at my shit like an asian.

[<(*~*<) bagers]

YO YO YO "CHECK IT OUT"

I'M A WHITE BOY
I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT YA'LL JUST SAID
I'VE GOT SWASTIKAS FLASHIN AROUND IN MY HEAD
RURAL KANSAS BORN AND RAISED
W'AINT GOT NO TEC9 OR UZIS'
JUST 30-30S AND THE OCCASIONAL AK
WE GO SHOOTIN OUT IN THE SWAMP
WHILE YOU ALL ARE CHILLIN UP IN THE BRONX
YOUR CHICKS HAVE HAVE 24 TEETH
OURS HAVE TWO
WE GO DRINKIN BY A FIRE
WHEN YOU HANG WITH YOUR CREW

"OH" "OH" YEEEEEEEEEEEHAAAAAAAAAAAAWWWWWWWW

[Coo]

YA FLOWS BASIC
FACE IT
I'LL CRUSH U LIKE A CRUMB CAKE
YA LIFES AT STAKE
HAVE U SHAKIN LIKE A KID IN COLD WATER
I SLAUTER WITH ALL TYPES OF DISORDER
SCROLL DOWN ON YA FACE WIT YA MOUSE
THIS IS THA WIZARD OF OZ AND I'LL CRUSH U WIT A HOUSE.
REASEMBLE YOUR FACE
IT'S A NEW SHOW FOR MTV TO SHOWCASE.

[ASEN]

Originally posted by azn emcee@Nov 8 2004, 11:53 PM
azn emcee
{
ay yo asen its spelt azn emcee so get it rite
this is like a juicy remix cuz im in the lime lite
u c man get summin strait u dont spit tite
ur rhymes makes u sound like a black wannabe who really b white
me i keep it real the real asian sensation
let me spell it out for u I WIN YOU LOSE thats the equation
u wanna talk about me and my chopsticks
yea i use em on faggots who got no dicks
my 30 cm instrument used for food is gonna make u hard of hearing
man i knew this place was a gay circus asen cuz u b doin ur queer thing
lets get it real you fake gangsta ur just a wannabe
i came to battle but i didn't wanna deal wit no average emcee
n ur luky im classifyin u as average cuz i feel sorry for ya
kinda like a skinny white girl wit no titties that still rocks a bra
ha i'd say that ur girl was a victim man
i nutted in her face and cleaned it up spic and span
so get it rite next time u in chinatown dont b rude
cuz it coulda been me in the bak spittin in ur food
i told u before im an epidemic about to take this game
ur old a has been part of the hall of shame
this is a new scence and i b spittin fires and fluids
when u hear a nice rhyme u asked who spewed it
cummon man u really dont wanna wit me ill squash u man
had u feelin hott and dizzy like the weather in vietnam
yea im reppin the azn community out there
so if u wanna say summin bout us don't dare
make a joke about our eyes and rice
and i swear i have ppl running up in ur privacy like a head wit lice
so while u bopping ur head to my spit stop jakin off jak
go clean ur hands cuz its time for u to holla bak
}
Talk to me about clean hands? i got a story for ya
This chinatown clown's gonna choke on fuckin' soya
Flashback to last year at a chinese buffet
I ordered a meal, wong tong soup and Chow Mei
I was eatin', then in wafted an aroma like poop
Smelled like the fuckin' chinese chef shit in my soup
I called the waiter, asked him if he knew what this meant
Maybe something got mixed up in the meal that they sent
But it wasn't, probably a piece from the waiter's cousin
Stuffin his ass in a spring roll and licking off his muffin
Stop cussin', y'all owe me text space and second place
Cuz if i get first, this bitch be wipin' tears off his face
So I'm average, even worse than the super asian sensation?
You don't know shit, speak your mind and leave the rest to ASEN
Azn faggots, manga, techno, bitches and dykes
Next time you step up, leave your cantonese at the mic

[BeeOne234...]

haha that made me laugh...nice flow you have there sir...

[ASEN]

True story, too. This guy's gone though.

[PureTHC]

I'm quicker than Vick er Dunn//(Atlanta Reference)sicker than one//who spits phlegm from his lungs//(Cystic Fibrosis)pussy ***** i'll rip you for fun//

then run track laps around your wack raps/
and torture rack your weak ass ***** until your back snaps/

you don't want none and none of your crew neither/
if I can get accepted? i'm already your new leader/

matter of fact hold your sidearm to your head/
put this bitch out of it's misery your better off dead/

sorry KleP you been brokedown with my back bends/
i'm an INSURGENT ***** remember that IRAQ WINS/ (I Rack Wins

[PureTHC]

If Ya Ass Wanna Get At Me//
Talk Dat Dumb Shit I Have Ya Leanin 2 Da Side Like Dat Towa In Italy//
All I Need Is A Big Coupe, Sumthin I Can Stand On//
If U Wuz A Crypt, Id Be Ya Blood Like Tampons//
THC, Asqwad, *****z Stay Wit Da Bread//
We'll Set Ya Face On A Table Likee A Manican Head//
Battlin Me ***** U Gone Catch A Tradgedy//
Cuz My Rhymes Is So Sweet All My Teeth Got Cavities//
Weed Is A Way Of Releaesin My Pain//
Cuz If My High Go Down//
U Staright Loosin Ya Brain//
Talk Dat Tuff Shit My Whole Crew Guttin U//
I'll En Up Chokin A Pussy Out Till His Face Turn Blue//
Ayo, Fuck A KLEP Yo I Shoot Wit My Name//
Talk Sum Dumb Shit My Gun'll Skeet On Ya Brain//
N On Da Basketball Court I Smoke Jayz N Shoot Fadeaways//
N My Dick B Ya Moms Main Source Of Gatorade//
***** Tryn Ta Challenge Me U Gone Get Poped//
My Gurl Pussy So Good It Could Resurect Pac//
So Ima End Dis Shit Cuz Im Real Fuckin High//
But Quote Dis: Me N Ya Moms Is Da Next Bonnie N Clyde//

[infer one]

pure thc nice shit...its hot...but yo check...
GGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG GG G G GG G G G -UNIT!!!!!
ya yeah yeah, wusup bitch yo niggga word is born fo sho stunt 101 and all that other shit yea man cuz you aint shit man what!

[_____JEKLROKS_____]

Yeah what *****, what!?

[ASEN]

Originally posted by infer one@Jan 11 2005, 10:37 PM
pure thc nice shit...its hot...but yo check...
GGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG GG G G GG G G G -UNIT!!!!!
ya yeah yeah, wusup bitch yo niggga word is born fo sho stunt 101 and all that other shit yea man cuz you aint shit man what!
That g unit shit gets old. If they suck so much, don't mention them.

[Jeffhole]

I shouldn't post this, it's a disgrace to my own kind.
I had to kill some little kids, on riddelin. You know why.
You're so fly, and the words you say faulsly bring hope.
Not to get your hope's high, to crash down because your wing's broke.
Why you dumb twats compare yourselves to kid's who have flow
is a mystery, like why you take cumshot's in your asshole.
You'd actually sell out at a busstop and blast blow.
That's blasphemy, be glad I rap for free and no cashflow.
Althought, I oughtta charge your ass, no card just cash, or a can of coke.
For fucksake's, you suck face while bumping Barry manilow,
and playing with butterflies, otherwise you love cock.
I typed it out, I didn't stutter, guy. I said what I had to, and whatnot.

[azn emcee]

{
Talk to me about clean hands? i got a story for ya
This chinatown clown's gonna choke on fuckin' soya
Flashback to last year at a chinese buffet
I ordered a meal, wong tong soup and Chow Mei
I was eatin', then in wafted an aroma like poop
Smelled like the fuckin' chinese chef shit in my soup
I called the waiter, asked him if he knew what this meant
Maybe something got mixed up in the meal that they sent
But it wasn't, probably a piece from the waiter's cousin
Stuffin his ass in a spring roll and licking off his muffin
Stop cussin', y'all owe me text space and second place
Cuz if i get first, this bitch be wipin' tears off his face
So I'm average, even worse than the super asian sensation?
You don't know shit, speak your mind and leave the rest to ASEN
Azn faggots, manga, techno, bitches and dykes
Next time you step up, leave your cantonese at the mic
}

Ill leave the cantonese,fuk i dont need a mic
I freestyle verses that you can't even read and write
Fuk around wit me and ull being seeing tuffdays
worse than ur experience at the chinese buffet
You just mad cuz ur bitch had summin special in her fries
The meat was mixed up, it was my sausage surprise
Only thing i wipe off my face is the smile from my victory
Imma leave u like biggie and pac-history
and u dont dig my food cuz ur buds are tasteless
u got nottin better to spit bout so u hit up the races
i dont scoop that low tho my game is too high
so imma leave u wit a fuk u and goodbye

[ASEN]

Originally posted by azn emcee@Jan 14 2005, 11:35 PM
Ill leave the cantonese,fuk i dont need a mic
I freestyle verses that you can't even read and write
Fuk around wit me and ull being seeing tuffdays
worse than ur experience at the chinese buffet
You just mad cuz ur bitch had summin special in her fries
The meat was mixed up, it was my sausage surprise
Only thing i wipe off my face is the smile from my victory
Imma leave u like biggie and pac-history
and u dont dig my food cuz ur buds are tasteless
u got nottin better to spit bout so u hit up the races
i dont scoop that low tho my game is too high
so imma leave u wit a fuk u and goodbye
You should know fries don't exist in a chinese meal
Your mom told me, riding me between siamese squeals
I'm racist, but you told me my rhymes hinted black styles
Get shot on your way to Shanghai after stackin' mad miles
So i got served sausage surprise, what a treat to the eyes
I call it cock on a plate, but Azn dicks smaller than flies
I scoop low, but the only thing YOU scoopin is shit
chewin it up and sprayin', i say you just a fluke in a clit
Getting even with semen, kinder surprise rhymes and eating
This battle ain't bad, but i'm killing it off with this last beating
You holla back, but my Tech nine rhymes keep turnin' the tide
Start packin' heat, cuz now i'm servin' the verbal genocide

[infer one]

hotness

[_____JEKLROKS_____]

Originally posted by infer one@Jan 11 2005, 10:37 PM
pure thc nice shit...its hot...but yo check...
GGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG GG G G GG G G G -UNIT!!!!!
ya yeah yeah, wusup bitch yo niggga word is born fo sho stunt 101 and all that other shit yea man cuz you aint shit man what!
Yous a dumb hoe, word is bond.

[Adamo]

Originally posted by ASEN@Jan 15 2005, 12:44 PM
So i got served sausage surprise, what a treat to the eyes
I call it cock on a plate, but Azn dicks smaller than flies

AHAHAHAHHAA GOLD ! :lol:

[azn emcee]

{
You should know fries don't exist in a chinese meal
Your mom told me, riding me between siamese squeals
I'm racist, but you told me my rhymes hinted black styles
Get shot on your way to Shanghai after stackin' mad miles
So i got served sausage surprise, what a treat to the eyes
I call it cock on a plate, but Azn dicks smaller than flies
I scoop low, but the only thing YOU scoopin is shit
chewin it up and sprayin', i say you just a fluke in a clit
Getting even with semen, kinder surprise rhymes and eating
This battle ain't bad, but i'm killing it off with this last beating
You holla back, but my Tech nine rhymes keep turnin' the tide
Start packin' heat, cuz now i'm servin' the verbal genocide
}

__________________________________________________ ______

{
Talk smack witout processin thoughts, u gotta pace urself
My flow will burn ya and have u runnin like a race in hell
Ur fuked up but dont worry i did the same ur sista
So tell me how it feels when ur genocide turns on u like hitler
They gonnna lock me up for the crime of verbal murdering
And face the truth, u reach chinese buffets
cuz u sick of flipping meats and burger king
I have sukas like u getting down on they hands and knees
My dick small? Ask the ladies in ur fam about me
They tell u urs is so much shorter than me
Matta Fact truth is it aint even a quarter of me
U always stick around why aint u gone yet
Imma switch the penis topic tho cuz it aint a dick measuring contest
I didnt wanna talk bout my race cuz u can't handle it
DO MA MAY, oh yeah that means fuck u in my language
}

[i_eat_clam]

Originally posted by azn emcee@Jan 15 2005, 06:56 PM
{
You should know fries don't exist in a chinese meal
Your mom told me, riding me between siamese squeals
I'm racist, but you told me my rhymes hinted black styles
Get shot on your way to Shanghai after stackin' mad miles
So i got served sausage surprise, what a treat to the eyes
I call it cock on a plate, but Azn dicks smaller than flies
I scoop low, but the only thing YOU scoopin is shit
chewin it up and sprayin', i say you just a fluke in a clit
Getting even with semen, kinder surprise rhymes and eating
This battle ain't bad, but i'm killing it off with this last beating
You holla back, but my Tech nine rhymes keep turnin' the tide
Start packin' heat, cuz now i'm servin' the verbal genocide
}

__________________________________________________ ______

{
Talk smack witout processin thoughts, u gotta pace urself
My flow will burn ya and have u runnin like a race in hell
Ur fuked up but dont worry i did the same ur sista
So tell me how it feels when ur genocide turns on u like hitler
They gonnna lock me up for the crime of verbal murdering
And face the truth, u reach chinese buffets
cuz u sick of flipping meats and burger king
I have sukas like u getting down on they hands and knees
My dick small? Ask the ladies in ur fam about me
They tell u urs is so much shorter than me
Matta Fact truth is it aint even a quarter of me
U always stick around why aint u gone yet
Imma switch the penis topic tho cuz it aint a dick measuring contest
I didnt wanna talk bout my race cuz u can't handle it
DO MA MAY, oh yeah that means fuck u in my language
}
oh my god.... this fag came back?

[ASEN]

Originally posted by azn emcee@Jan 15 2005, 09:56 PM
{
Talk smack witout processin thoughts, u gotta pace urself
My flow will burn ya and have u runnin like a race in hell
Ur fuked up but dont worry i did the same ur sista
So tell me how it feels when ur genocide turns on u like hitler
They gonnna lock me up for the crime of verbal murdering
And face the truth, u reach chinese buffets
cuz u sick of flipping meats and burger king
I have sukas like u getting down on they hands and knees
My dick small? Ask the ladies in ur fam about me
They tell u urs is so much shorter than me
Matta Fact truth is it aint even a quarter of me
U always stick around why aint u gone yet
Imma switch the penis topic tho cuz it aint a dick measuring contest
I didnt wanna talk bout my race cuz u can't handle it
DO MA MAY, oh yeah that means fuck u in my language
}
What? thats fucking weak and you know it.

and why the fuck aint you gone yet?

[Adamo]

wow most of that shit has no rhyme...let alone ur flow is whack and u suck...u rhymed me with me with me. ahahahahhaa maybe if i waqs sober this wouldn't be that funny.... !?! :D

[azn emcee]

My shiet is wack?

I aint the one rhymin for ya and soya.

And instead of being a comentator send a verse or summin adamo.
(no beef or nottin, im just down for some battles)

Feedback too is kew i dont mind.

[ASEN]

Talk to me about clean hands? i got a story FOR YA
this chinatown clown's gonna choke on fucking SOYA

And you say i can't even read your shit?
all i'm sayin' is, that last text didn't rhyme for the most part. You wrote better stuff than that before.

[ASEN]

You failin', sprayin' shit with no flavor like a stale raisin
Amazin' ASEN, blazin' through a maze of amazed pagans
Azn can't face it, strainin' but stayin' on place like gym trainin'
Better flex your tongue, or might as well start stretchin' your anus
You can sit on my gat, but when i pull the trigger you lost
Wipin' your blood and guts off my wall then' feedin' the dogs
I could write more stereotypes about asian people
but i'll let you bleed, then hang you off the edge of a steeple

[KARE 2 ELABERATE]

LMAO

yo azn emcee, wheres your clan of china men bangin on my front door?

this fool talked to much shit... so i gave him my adress jus to see if theres really any rocks in his sac

[azn emcee]

yo kare i didnt send my bois to get u cuz cheech told me bout how u were so scared u said u were gonna get ur dad as bak u faggot..guess u forgot that part eh

[azn emcee]

Forget stretchin my anus thats ur bitches profession
She admits she enjoys asian dick like a snitches confession
Go head and blaze trought mazes and insult asians
Ur points are twisted like claimin u amazin
I defy stereotypes so insult my ppl if u please
Truth is u jealous bout the fact that u aint chinese
If u can't see past the fact im better then locate better eyes
And you mite make me bleed but never will i ever die
Aint gone yet but mite as well be soon cuz ur shit sux
No point on me hangin around like ur bitch on my nuts

[ASEN]

See? Not bad. Much better. And please, send your crew to my place. I'll PM you my adress if you want.

[azn emcee]

Yo strait i aint here to beef u know im just here to battle for fun and shit.
Im trying to be nice by sayin dont push it, but if u really want summin then go ahead, but i prefer to be peace.

[KawL]

To anybody who ever posted a "freestyle" on this thread take a listen

Dirty - Akrobatik

[_____JEKLROKS_____]

Originally posted by KawL@Jan 16 2005, 11:29 PM
To anybody who ever posted a "freestyle" on this thread take a listen

Dirty - Akrobatik
Yeah yeah...

[ASEN]

Originally posted by azn emcee@Jan 16 2005, 11:24 PM
Yo strait i aint here to beef u know im just here to battle for fun and shit.
Im trying to be nice by sayin dont push it, but if u really want summin then go ahead, but i prefer to be peace.
True, man. I aint here to beef either.

But from what i understand, you told Kare you were gonna send your crew to his place. Now that's fucking hilarious. If you gotta be a bigshot on the internet, you must be shit in real life.

[jedi gimp]

i am the ultimate rippr
iller and severely slicker, the best heard emcee south of the rouge river
listen to what i got to say
all u fucking bitch haters are extremely inneed of getting blown away
cause today,
is my day
but the wheater is insane, and i think im to blame
for dancing in the rain,
all naked maybe one day i will mistake it and some how make it
and take it, to the next level
convert my already fucked and sidistic mind into the devil
and creata something that has never been done
something strong enough that it is capible of destoring the sun
so we better all make way cause like i said
today is my day

[KARE 2 ELABERATE]

Originally posted by azn emcee@Jan 16 2005, 05:43 PM
yo kare i didnt send my bois to get u cuz cheech told me bout how u were so scared u said u were gonna get ur dad as bak u faggot..guess u forgot that part eh
hahahahaha, thats pretty funny..... u dont send your boys cause your friend said im scared?? i dont see how that makes any sence.....

i said i hope ur fuckin clan of faggots DO show up so i can see there faces when me an my pop step out the door

but you know what, im not even gonna start more shit with you right now..... now its time for me and gimp to cypher up in this..... take it away my brother

[jedi gimp]

rapping on the waves of the silence
perfectly designed and constructed to be the finest,
the bitches of the round table, there to please there hiniesse
with broud shoulders, and a sift golden carved chest,
u messing with the best,
the rhyme master, with complex, text, runing images and phrases
throw your mind, like some random aparently sexy call girl on the phone line
i am only here to impress, so impress i will, but still
my main priority in this unpridictable life is to kill
but with that aside, true tallent is about to collide
pull up on a bitch with my dodge ram, she be like "damnnn..'
STOP!!! get in and plop, your head upon top, my dick
make it sexual, and use your best trik, and preform your duty lickidiee spilt,
to recive your next helping of the white lightning monkey spit

ya i am done for now
peace outside
word to HAM
FTp

[KARE 2 ELABERATE]

yo check it out, yo, yo!

Me an jedi gimp we tha red eyed pimps, blazin all the hydro tho it really fucks wit my flow,
i fly low, spill with the ability to wreck yah, agility mobility to swiftly blow this sector,
apart quick, a fight wit me's like swingin in the darkness, do u really wanna start shit? im hartless but regardless,
im an untamed beast flowin to unplayed beatz.... its all inside my head now and your girls the one who said "WOW!"
"Kare 2, its like the rhythem is your magic, your elegent rhyme sceem is really QUITE orgasmic"(womens voice)
yah i can hack it impact it, perform a verbal backflip-dont you back lip ur stacked shit, i weld my rhymes like im a blacksmith
and thats it, now its time for jedi gimp to rip shit, my mans got the flows an he keeps the rhymes simplistic

[KARE 2 ELABERATE]

ok yo this is how i flow wit this im a go with it and show my skit to blow the kids away with my spray of venom.

i send em rhymes that blow out they spines, dine on there meat, cause i really can de-FEET you... if i ever meet you i would greet you with a smile, cause i can picture your courpes ASS UP compliled with a wild gift from me, the gift would be like 53... TONS of chill c's melodys,

i say to hell with these stacks of old wack writtens, im commin wit that new shit that be sooo packed wit uhmmmmmm....... rhythems breakin prisms an i give em all the elements, an elegent flow, wit a grimey grimey rhyme sceem, Kare 2!, all up in that culture that defines teens



yah thats my 3:00AM keystyle... im goin to bed now

peace

[i_eat_clam]

yoyoyo

yall a bunch of lame ass motha fuckas who think u can rhyme. freestyle'n over the internet?...... thats fuckin lame.... all of u bitches suck

*no its not a "rap"

[MoNkEy]

yo yo yo
i ryme wid the flow
u all know
i got the skills
i take mornin afta pills
i get done up the bum
i wish i could play a drum
i neva tryed rapping before
its prob cos im so poor
it so fukin shitty
so i will fuk off wid pity :P

[Adamo]

fifaweeds ripped to shreds...heres mah high time rhyme

Your radiator's broken. I'm not jokin'.
I caught it smokin'.
Now you got a subway token in your back pocket.
I'll knock your eyes from their sockets.
Make your fucking wish that you didn't blow your blockers.
Like a Canadian soldier, I'm leaving you in smoulders.
One you were younger, now you are older.
There's no survival, unless you're living in denial.
Then your spider-sense tingles, your warning bells jingle.
So do you wanna mingle or do you wanna fuck?
If you try and fuck with me, well you're shit outta luck.
I've got a whole bunch of people.
They got my back and I'm splendid.
You tried to step up, but that's where it ended.
Your whole shitty system is right in front of you.
Pathetically obvious from my point of view.
So what'cha gonna do?
Gonna smack me in my face? Make me black and blue?
I can tell you right now, Fifaweed's sneaky.
If looks were deceiving, nobody could see me.

So? I ask you again, what'cha gonna do?
Get your crew, get your pass?
Get your rocks, get the pump, get the funk, get the mask?
Blast from the past to the present is the omni.
You can get me down but you never can harm me.
I'm sleepin' like a zombie.
Peaceful like Ghandi.
Fifaweed in your place, getting raunchy.
I'll never say "yo momma" 'cause I don't have the right.
So put your dukes down and let's not fight.

wow that took my forever to write...whut whut g-unit :ph34r:

[KARE 2 ELABERATE]

nice shit yo

i cant flow right now.... i keep thinking about my rhymes to much

but ill drop one sometime soon when the flow hits me like a strong wind

[BeeOne234...]

wooooo bees roasted...i love the wicky wicky

[ASEN]

wow, man! i mean chick!
http://img148.exs.cx/img148/4345/chong7qn.jpg

[KARE 2 ELABERATE]

roasted bees? id rather eat my toast with cheese,
but im supposed to be, outside lookin for a job now,
im a slob, cow, pig, wutever u might call it,
im stallin with my rhythem cause my rhythems slowly fallin,
or rise-in? i cant tell the difference im just hidein,
behind this screen so i can bind the screems, and i define my dreams
everytime i hit the sketch pad, an extract ideas, contemplate on how to match my gears,
i pack my fears inside a big brown box... stash em in the attic with like 6 "Crown" locks,
so they cant escape, an u probably can relate to this,
relate wit human basics, face it our displacement really aint that far apart,
and yo my bars are dark when i let my FINGERS rip the keys,
cause its hip to be, hip-hip-hop to be...... KARE assumin power like Monopoly


this may be a little fucked up.... but wutever who gonna take it from there?

[Captin Incredible]

I love monopoly

um

opoly

[Cherubic Meekus]

How do you transfer music files onto this here forum.......I have one of me and 'me mates ''butchering'' the form.......free styling and shit.

[Whoa]

look at me america
look at how tron is living
for the city

:lol:


i have more hoes then a chinese phone book

[KARE 2 ELABERATE]

Originally posted by Cherubic Meekus@Jan 18 2005, 04:11 PM
How do you transfer music files onto this here forum.......I have one of me and 'me mates ''butchering'' the form.......free styling and shit.
i have no idea, PM gesus, he knows

[ehobo]

i think u upload it to youhost.com or somting like that

[ehobo]

http://www.yousendit.com/ *

[DEVILEFK]

YO YO MY NAME IS TJ I NEED A BJ

[KARE 2 ELABERATE]

Originally posted by BeeOne234...@Jan 18 2005, 03:46 PM
wooooo bees roasted...i love the wicky wicky
hey why'd u take away your rhyme :(

i thought we waz cypherin

[swich]

something i started on new years but never finished

New Year Letter
Sittin back reminicin on past times/
Past crimes cant get me down and they ask why/
Chillin with my homies/
they told me /
there lonely/
but only/
we can stick together /
hopefully next year will be…/
better/
Another year has came and passed/
How many times are we gonna live to pass.../
I asked/
I look out to the great beyond/
Thinking bout this life that were on../
Im gone/
Too many opportunities that were left behind/
I try to make um up but I just don’t got the time/
Think to the future where do u see urself/
Hopefully happy bein thankful for ur health/
I lend A helping hand to anyone in need/
As long as your pure and not filled with greed/
I bleed/
What we/
Worked so hard to obtain/
Don’t let it go in vain/
Learn to use ur brain/
Our fame/
Will not last 4ever/
Be gratefull 4 what you got even if it could be/
Better/
My new years letter!/

Chorus:
Sendin home sendin home sendin home
To u
(my new years letter)
sendin home sendin home sendin home
to u
(my new years letter)

[KARE 2 ELABERATE]

nice shit^

[jedi gimp]

off the topic
like a rocket,
blasting off like a little kid sticking his finger in the electrical socket
your mom always told u not to stick things into the power jack
now this little white boy has shocked himself black
dont call me wack or any other bitch slang shit talk
cause i'll flock like a hawk
destory your mind, and leave u on the ground outlined in chalk
cause thats how i get down
only stinky pussy can get me to frown
so hang around, kick back
and try to mack
on the chicks from the tdot
one problem i'm hot and your not
........ fuck i frogot to write the next line
fuck all u faggots that object to the design of my rhyme
well i am out, peace to all my bitches
i'm off to sit back with all my riches

Ham
FTp

[KARE 2 ELABERATE]

this is the deffinition of a KEYSTYLE, didnt stop typin from beginnin to end, check it


yo why the fuck are we freestyle rape-ing?? i feel like shaping my rhyme to near perfection,
but i wont cause it'll give fools erections,
even the women get em, when i set em straight wit great lyrical quality,
most muther fuckers follow me,
i dont follow fools, i swallow fools, in gulps that devistate,
when i levitate bitches speculate and try to prove me a fake,
but fuck that, my nut sac will cut back any words you got to say,
wit my spray of venom, i send em poisin threw noise an,
i foil yah plots like im fucking austin powers,
but have i lost my powers? nah i jus tossed the flowers,
in the trash, then smacked myself for tryin to act pretty,
bitches try to act witty, but kare 2 look down on you with pitty,
so u tryin to say this aint a free? i blatently, RAPE your V,
ginia, OH SNAP, look out behind ya, yah its that crazy rhymea tryin ta get off in your vigina,
yah i said that fucking twice, but dont talk shit cause im not fucking nice, i will fucking slice you........

DAMMIT, i just got a call from this muther fuckin JEDI,
he headin to my pad where we constantly get RED EYED,
but he invited this damn "ANIMAL ON WHEELS",
i really dont want him here, im tellin yah on the real,
but seal your fucking mouth cause im not one to offend,
but i am one to ascend,
and bend this, like your apendix,
herendous! isnt it?, this kids more sick then pigeon shit,
im riggedless, u swig my piss, and also im religonless,
cause im a god in a sence, i found a pod on my fence it was odd an so dense!,

yah well this keystyle is goin nowhere, altho my rhymes are hot like bein in mexico with snow ware

[swich]

^nice....check this


I was raised at the bottom rose up to the top/
Never failed to amaze me at how many dropped/
Got shot by cops but I didn’t flinch/
I’m losing my homies and inch by inch/
I step closer to an early grave I notice/
The insanity within me has me depraved Im coping/
Listen to me please father I need a ghost/
A spirit to guide me the insecurities chose/
To raise up at my time of need/
Sitting on the back porch reminiscing with me/
Im cautious in the steps I take/
The other day almost fought but I fought it away/
Reading is a tool I use to power my brain/
Knowledge will prevail even if I talk slang/
Don’t let it fool u im more than I seem/
Never did like math it’s kinda of obscene/
I hit the scene at the club im poppin/
Listen to the dj 2pacs rockin/
Battle all the stringers at the top the chart/
Comp um all out now they see I got heart/
Im ready for the worst let it manifest/
Ill keep on ballin till my dying breath/
Past visions rise up in in my head/
flash backs can stack up to my dreads/
Seein spirits in the shadows tryin to speak/
Listen in now we got evp’s/
Too many died when they were too young/
Pickin up guns all just 4 fun/
But look at um now there 6 feet under/
No one can stop me im like thunder/
Ill come down and take u out/
Trust me thisll be my final bout/
I shout up to the heavens at night/
Too many tears fall juat at the sight/
Listen to me now don’t turn away/
We got to help we got to pray/
Stand up tall and be a man/
Cant have cowards in my clan/
Victory is the only thing that I accept/
My vision wont let me quit its to complex/
im the type a guy who will sport asian goods/
wear asian tats represntin the hood/
got asian writing on my sweaters with hoods/
not even asian but I swear if I could/
I would head out and reside in japan/
Up in Tokyo that’s my promis land/
Go out and eat sushi as much as I can/
Even cook fish that came out of a can/
Listen to music I don’t understand/
Translations make no sense but its from japan/
Hang up the j-flag when im American/
And I like to read manga a love hina fan/
Inuyaha, dbz, watchin yuske on tv/
I got anime on the screen/
That’s how I live man that’s just me/

[_____JEKLROKS_____]

http://www.chicagohoodz.com/gangs/akrho2.jpg
Y'all find this funny? Chinese people can't say R's so they say L's, haha aklhos...

[Mute1]

Originally posted by swich@Jan 24 2005, 07:47 PM
^nice....check this


I was raised at the bottom rose up to the top/
Never failed to amaze me at how many dropped/
Got shot by cops but I didn’t flinch/
I’m losing my homies and inch by inch/
I step closer to an early grave I notice/
The insanity within me has me depraved Im coping/
Listen to me please father I need a ghost/
A spirit to guide me the insecurities chose/
To raise up at my time of need/
Sitting on the back porch reminiscing with me/
Im cautious in the steps I take/
The other day almost fought but I fought it away/
Reading is a tool I use to power my brain/
Knowledge will prevail even if I talk slang/
Don’t let it fool u im more than I seem/
Never did like math it’s kinda of obscene/
I hit the scene at the club im poppin/
Listen to the dj 2pacs rockin/
Battle all the stringers at the top the chart/
Comp um all out now they see I got heart/
Im ready for the worst let it manifest/
Ill keep on ballin till my dying breath/
Past visions rise up in in my head/
flash backs can stack up to my dreads/
Seein spirits in the shadows tryin to speak/
Listen in now we got evp’s/
Too many died when they were too young/
Pickin up guns all just 4 fun/
But look at um now there 6 feet under/
No one can stop me im like thunder/
Ill come down and take u out/
Trust me thisll be my final bout/
I shout up to the heavens at night/
Too many tears fall juat at the sight/
Listen to me now don’t turn away/
We got to help we got to pray/
Stand up tall and be a man/
Cant have cowards in my clan/
Victory is the only thing that I accept/
My vision wont let me quit its to complex/
im the type a guy who will sport asian goods/
wear asian tats represntin the hood/
got asian writing on my sweaters with hoods/
not even asian but I swear if I could/
I would head out and reside in japan/
Up in Tokyo that’s my promis land/
Go out and eat sushi as much as I can/
Even cook fish that came out of a can/
Listen to music I don’t understand/
Translations make no sense but its from japan/
Hang up the j-flag when im American/
And I like to read manga a love hina fan/
Inuyaha, dbz, watchin yuske on tv/
I got anime on the screen/
That’s how I live man that’s just me/
AJAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAH! Man that was hilarious!!!

I vote this funniest verse ever.

"im the type a guy who will sport asian goods/
wear asian tats represntin the hood/
got asian writing on my sweaters with hoods/
not even asian but I swear if I could/
I would head out and reside in japan/
Up in Tokyo that’s my promis land/
Go out and eat sushi as much as I can/
Even cook fish that came out of a can/
Listen to music I don’t understand/
Translations make no sense but its from japan/
Hang up the j-flag when im American/
And I like to read manga a love hina fan/
Inuyaha, dbz, watchin yuske on tv/
I got anime on the screen/
That’s how I live man that’s just me/"

Keep on living your dream man...maybe one day they will invent a procedure to make you asian...or just squint your eyes.

[KARE 2 ELABERATE]

nice shit switch, got a little off topic at the end there, but nice shit none the less

[jedi gimp]

im out my mind
tripping on time
writin the shityest rhymes u ever heard
smoking up and getting higher then the birds
im ripping your face
cause your a disgrace
ill blow your home base, into outer space
its a waste a time to be listening to me
dont u agree
cause id rather be out chasein bitches around
waiting for them to fall down
so i can up behind without a sound
and rape the bitch upon the damn dirty ground
hand me fuckin crown u bitch
u little fucking pussy snitch
ratting me out
u dont seem to know what im about
even if there was a world wide drought
i would cut u up like a trout
and keep u, and eat u myself
its all about looking out for your know health
actin like a ninja, all stealth
with a razor blade
run u down like cascade crusade
not afraid to invade
grab your maid and eat her pussy out while sipping on a lemonade
this is a game we play
there just words we say
and u've come to obey
and obey u will
u can think that your funny untill
your filled with the thrill of a drill in the side of your head
as u sit there dead i fled
to contiune my mission
finish my expdition
to get my recognition
from the faggots that are pissin
all over this land
i need to rise up and command a force larger than that bush man


peace out bitches
Ham
FTP

[CUMO732]

your the best punch line rapper ever

"even if there was a world wide drought
i would cut u up like a trout"

keep up the good work. ur better then "the game"

[ASEN]

sticks and stones can break my bones
but words can never hurt me
y'all fillin' up brains with shit and piss stains
and an education down in berkely

[SMTXgraffin]

not in the mood but im not givin' a fuck, get sent to hospitals every day for bustin sick throw ups/ wanna battle ? name a place and i'll show up, half the kids on this board need to hit puberty and grow up, and boost they flow up/ i spit sick multi's and make yuh brains blow up/ dun built this shit from the ground up/ you wont catch toy ass *****s around us, treat'em like break dancing and throw a round up/


-Au$tiN

lazy....

[fuckgraffFLIX]

Hook :

iam rapping and not stopping coz this is the game...
iam cool and IN but not tame...chek chek it outttttttt

screwing your mama on the roof of my impala
got an ak47 gonna shot some peeps at the 7 eleven

gonna bring my knife and fork...gonna kill some pork

yoyoyo fuckin hoe yoyoyo rap is so tight just like the rhymes that i write

peace to tupack...he gave me my first colt 45

peace to rap

[swich]

i got...
spray paint cans all over my floor/
but i...
need ta keep up so i want some more/
come on...
u can roll wit me if ya think ya can hang/
chillen wit dem *****s who mess up ur brain/
i never thought i was tame/
cuz ive been known ta slang/
with dem hard ass *****s tryna reach for the fame/
let me tell ya a little sumthin bout somebody/
as long as ya keep to urself and dont tell nobody/
come on step up if ya think you are bigga/
but dont try ta stop me when im pullin the trigga/
ill admitt that your tags lookin sicka/
but ya lack the true essence of pullin it quicka/
i only stop by the curb when im puttin up stickas/
otherwise ill be gone b4 u can stand by and bicka/

[DefTruBass]

I sit here late night in my room/
on a murder mission/
To infilitrate your single-sickle mind/
releasing chemical emissions/

Without permission/

Ill attack and stab your back when your not looking - like fiends without crack, your mind will soon be cooking/

Iller phrases spray like lasers as I inflitrate your base and control
everysingle basehead with my lines of intoxication/

cus your faceless/

Staring @ my words, ill leave you nameless/
like when your crack addicted mother left you orphaned out and naked/

Ill kill your wack shit
and Plaque it./
above my freezer magnet./
I control you motherfuckers lives with my battle verbal static/
automatics crack attacks and smack your lack of verbal purity/
rippin off your arms and limbs - donatin them to charity/

Fuck your crew and yor name, the shit you spittin is lame/
suck my dick and swallow shit, kid you got no game/


Im pretty bored, Anyone wanna battle?

[swich]

ill battle u

[DefTruBass]

<_< K, Gimme a few...

[DefTruBass]

<_< k, gimme a few..