Freestyle Rapping

[GeSuS_KRiST]

yea baby he just returned home today sugah (from the motherland), im finally sleeping again are you?

[BeeOne234...]

i just woke up....
I dunno if i'll be able to crash again, its raining, i am in for the night...kayone awwwh yea...i used to flow back n forth with him on this thang hurr...
anyway...how you feeling darlin?

[GeSuS_KRiST]

me bee? eh, im ok.... ive been a lil better
gotta lil cold but not the kinda for a sweater
just kicking back laxing, cooking some rice
bumping three six thinking about stayin in tonight
nothing to do, no where to go
grilling the clock, times going too damn slow
so ill flip the question bugga whatcha up to yo?

[Feliks]

I'd hate to sound like I found you out,
But look,
feliks got left in the rain, i'm sick too
throats fulla pain like a thousand needles jammin to kanye
it ain't a good beat, and i feel like a freak
for sayin I got flow when i ain't no pro

[Avos]

philosophical thoughts manifest and start to swirl,
mind numbbing pain with the weight of the world,
carried high on the tops of my shoulders,
with my head up carrying mountainous boulders,
days pass and go in one big blurr,
dunno whas goin on the day im not sure,
no sleep so i creep late nights in the streets,
clearin my head so i can be sure to think deep,
like socrates way way back in the day,
i only ask why the fuck it has to be this way,
jus gettin some thoughts out my mind,
itll all go away i jus wanna know what time

[Feliks]

I can relate, and debate about time,
especially when sleep don't come till nine
in the a.m,
alone in a beat that never ends
pumping questions through my veins
to the brain,
And think how I feel
when you're asking yourself what's real?
cuz you end up with multiple questions
like what if's and or's
While I'm sitting up late, bored
and crazed cuz I got nothing on my mind but
WHY and "it's LATE"

[BeeOne234...]

Yo Avos....
If we all knew the time
Errthing would be fly
Not caught in a web of crys and wonderin whys
Altered perceptions of the human spirit
The closer you get, their ignorance I feel it
Deal it and laugh, sway to the side
Broken heart promises are cuddled with pride
Keep hope alive, live for this vision
Blood runs deep, alive from incisions
Make use of time, cant beat that race
Sure as hell try and fall flat on your face
I might as well rhyme your grandpa now is fine
Comas are allergys to the essence of bee
Illegal entity is becoming one with me
Light at the end of a new day is all I see
Beautifully blinding, screaming of sirens
Thousands will try but fall short due to tiring
This is inspiring?
Naw naw homie, but it sho is rhymin...................... baaaahahaha....<3


gesus...
What bees up to?
Laid up with the news and doodlin...
Watching how the truth told gets rarer and rarer
About to bust through all of these boredom barriers
Just to reach you
In this day and age
Headlines are lies, just read the front page
Communist media choking my thoughts
MUST.. FREE.. MY.. MIND.. or find my soul lost
Check the bin, it was returned with sin
Plight of the man [peepin woman who does deeds within
For self glory, and a plot for my story
Nocturnal emissions create abstract allegories
Haunting the personal sense of space
You use all alone when you want to create
Dont debate for you lose when you speak
Rarely titles fit, but youre a savior for the meek
Gesus, my boy, we meet...
Fuck its been a long week, I destroy and seek
This Newfound and corrupt plan of attack
Long awaited drug to dose and relapse in back
Fall through the crack, unproductive member
Paper sack jacked Ill smack back till September
Release the evil from life and limber
Purify my mortality and you Ill dismember
Entire population are sinners, what can they say
Disregard of regulations stray from their way
Dawning of darkness brings forth a new day
Wishes of rain to cease and mass destruction
Come out to play

[Feliks]

Bee...

Although the words in which you flow do impress
I must confess your distress is hard to digest

[BeeOne234...]

In order to digest this mess of no sleep
hopeless
Your mind must open up to the honeypot vortex
dopeness
I am not a simple girl, i know nothing of stress free
weighed
Heavy on my mind are the lyrics see
magic
Rabbits out my hat i'm flat black and summer squash
rambling
Wandering in the forest that were seeded in my mind
fresh
I just type and reread what dumps out of my mind
next

[Feliks]

I can open my mind to the spiritual mess
And know that no one is stress free, not even me
but relief is found in what we've dubbed meditating
to free yourself from the physical pain
emotion that lacks freshness and reeks of mundane
to know that you've left everything behind
except the soul you cradle in your mind
what exasperation we must feel
when it's time to return to the field,
A plane of exuberance that denies such existence.

[BeeOne234...]

No formality for our abnormality
Please leave and spill idiotic themes into the alley
Deflated balloons signify brutality
Adjacent room audio patterns display the finality
Skeptical of handshakes
And broken promises they often mistake
Life is not complicated, open your eyes and awake
Visions of morn, creative genius is the ideal you scorn
Delirious oath was sworn
Half a minute later the paper was torn
Another half a minute and you will be unborn
the night goes on and on and on.......hiccup.


I have entirely too much on my mind tonight.

[HeHe!707]

all u wanna be rappers got ya boi in a rage//
i didnt even botha to read i just skip to the last page//
your ass fake while i love this shit with all of my heart//
from graff to rap i masterd every aspect of this art//
so dont start u wanna battle imma think yo where your cash at//
naw fuk it ill battle for some krink and some fat caps//
u got that you wanna start shit home boy we can doit//
and i aint even sketchy ***** kuz im use to it//
i spit fluid while u lames and nothin but skams//
u fake as the fingernails on a hoodrats hands//
im da man i can spit off the top i wrote this in under 3 minutes//
while yall it prolly took yall a week to get your firsr bar finished//
so step up and get buffed like a piece on a police station//
if i dont die imma be stronga so pussy ***** keep hatein//
kuz on the real u dont wanna it wit me//
and dats all yall fin 2 get kuz ya boi done rappin 4 free//
holla at me...

[Feliks]

lyrically speaking there is never enough,
a one capable thought, runs me distraught when I realize the words don't come as quickly, all meshed together like a bees nest making me dizzy. So to run these thoughts out of my head is impossible like trying to float lead.
If only the words would come out of my mouth like the high river tide waiting to breach, the dam that I feel is just within reach but not enough pressure has built to break through and release the lyrically spiritual thoughts that might have been able to rain down upon tots.

[BeeOne234...]

Holla at Bee//

Ignorant rants brought after neglective chants
Spiked thorns and bullets disengage your untimely rants
Slogans coined and stupidity begins to dance
Ashtray dreams and broken wallet pants
Make no room for a distant eyed glance
Love life and romance
Distant dreams cannot enhance
Blurred vision of reality
Vulture like precision will embrace your fatality
Village idiot wakes up and questions his mentality
Like yo yo I can flow and you can't even fade me
Bitches called out like games
Toys crushed by Miss Bee
707 is a favorite area code he-he!
Download
Msn and make a feliks friend
Rather than sit and shout
'bout how you lost to a gem

[Feliks]

Boom,
that was the cannon of Bee's verbal damage
ripping the young little seven-oh-seven
A fact about freestyle that you may not know
To boast about how much flow you stow
Is worth less than pennies in the endless reverie
of lyrical bretheren who eat that like candy

[BeeOne234...]

mmmm mmmm
Candy is dandy
I take this ish to heart
Replacing the disgrace you laid
Seven Oh Seven
Bees about to embark
A whole new rampage
These females rawk the lines
Uh Oh let me rewind
I'll take ya he-he!
I shook ya couple-a-cans up outcha hand
Racked
Casual smiles and a half hearted laugh
How dare you shake the hand of this woman
You'll soon mock on your behalf
Ignorant intelligence, never relevant
Celibate skeleton shut up your not pleasant
No expectations no thoughts and no present
Resentment and tension hold meetings with no intentions
I ain't sayin my words are any better
Battlins how we handle-handle-handle it
When // fools come rippin on my fingernails
I buck up like 65 and let em know from where i hail
Ballet Slipper pink nails painted to cut you
Slice you up and serve you
Battle for some krink and some fat caps
Lil man, I just took that...
Drones sit and listen with fantasies of invention
This is the problem if intelligence doesnt listen
You're just a follower with a BeeOne234...sticker on ya back,
slapped....
HELLO MY NAME IS:she's goin on a mission.....
haha yeah, it's like that.

[cream soda]

fucken chowin down on my grits, i eat that pussy like kibbles and bits,
thats right i no you her me, fuckin peeps think your gay wtf you need a surveee?
my rymes be straight filf and discust, yall nigs be so old chall about to rust, its a hot fuss, like my pithess cuss, all in paul walls chain, if i dont like a bitch i make em swallow my brain.
did ya hear me? or do you need a hearing ade back the uck up boy cause you just got played.
U use small words, u hve no imagination, yall be workin at fats food while im on vacation, its a sensation, thats right this be traight freein, and like that azn jin after i jiz in your eye you wont be seein....


ahhahahhaahhahaha...rapping is funny

[HeHe!707]

ok home girl i didnt really wanna do it//
but we can get down just because i love to make music//
im all originall while your style i can tell its fake//
tryin 2 use big words kuz u heard and immortal technique mixtape//
so sit up straight sharpen your pencil and take notes//
u gone get smoked kuz folks trash is all she wrote//
i give it 2 ya u had a couple lines but holla at me if u need help//
kuz on the real i had better entertainment battlein myself//
i dont usually eat pussy but today ill make and exception//
im just havin fun but u rappin wit hate like your step dad made u play wit his erection//
soo peep this bee imma just apoligize now//
kuz when we done bikerin i would love to show u round town//
just get to know ya maybe we can work on ya style//
kuz rite now you rappin wit hate like an orphaniage child//
so dont step to he he kuz u dont even know me//
and you said you have skills but youve yet to show me//
you call ya self bee well i wonda why//
maybe because u produce one little sting then your bitch ass die//
thats all u gonna get i dont wanna be rude i dont wanna fight u//
but would u like to catch dinner & a movie what u doin friday night boo//
onelove.

[BeeOne234...]

hahaha awwwwwwwwwwwwwwh yeahhhhhhhhh

your gonna just have to wait until the date i am bored enough to type some stooopid ish again. :P

[HeHe!707]

naw u got rhymes tho but if u wanna do it we can doit naw mean...

[BeeOne234...]

all that type hype was this morning...sleep deprevation meets boredom.
i'm no effin rapper hahaha

[HeHe!707]

i can rhyme all day so much it leaves spectators in amaze//
so impressed when im done they send me the link 2 they myspace page//
my shits heat pussy *****z u cant beat this boy//
take a number i got girls lined up just to beat this boy//
u wanna meat this boy whats your name and number//
and dont trip we can keep everythang on the under//
i make um wonda got damn yo who is this cat//
they like this is graff forum but yo homeboy can rap//
when yall see me on tv yall gone see how that look//
i can rap so fans ask me to sign more then just they black book//
so holla at me if anybody wanna mix tape//
im in THE BAY california ***** get that shit straight//
one.

[cream soda]

hey he he im not a fucking girl douche bag hahahha

[Daubs]

http://www.soundclick.com/bands/songInfo.c...&songID=3776889 (http://www.soundclick.com/bands/songInfo.cfm?bandID=328557&songID=3776889)

play hi fi,

track i wrote and recorded in an hour.

[Feliks]

Daubs, that's hot.
You sound English.

[Autopsy]

Daubs your shit is wack. I'd diss you but I can't understand what the fuck you're saying! You mix your beat too loud or your words too low cause I can't hear you over the fucking beat! Loud beats aren't gonna cover up the fact you suck man. I can still tell you have no fuckin flow.

[Feliks]

A simple one two beat in this one..
And Daubs DID record it in an hour...I heard a little of what he said...

You ain't no cat like this feline raps
kickin shit like you back where you came from
the trash can, shit man, I thought you were done
Thought miss Beeone had you up on the run
Freestylin deeper than a blackhole
swirling thoughts and emotions' how she rolls
She aint here,
so let's be clear that this time you runnin
all shit kicked, afraid from this feliks, hun
Rhymin all day must leave you sore throated
not half as bad as your mum while she's deepthroatin
I think you was dissed, boy don't be pissed
You can go blog in your myspace


yeahhh i'm not in teh mood.....maybe later

[Mse]

bee and feliks think the're in control
fooling htemselves wiht problems thta are menstual
even high i burn feliks
burn into her skin a symbol like helix
i spit like im lisping
no privacy even when i shit someones listening
today was another night spent drinkg
then i get home and read this shit, bee what were you thinking
shit like this causes testiscular cancer
which reminds me whats in bees pants-a
you can never strike mse im in my prime
at the end of the day the dick yall are riding... is mine


im so gay :(

[Feliks]

The repeating folds of glistening sweat
trickle down a fevered head
hitting the drugs like a mad coke fiend
and sitting in front of my 16" screen
Been up for more than 24 hours
I believe i've gone madder than the mad hatter
feel like alice in wonderland, what does it matter
when nothing is moving up in that grey matter
Im foggy in thought and sounds are too clear
if dropped a pin, i'm sure i would hear it
everything swirls in a haze of delerium
where what you once though was all wrong
is now the epicentre of the anit universe throng

[EGAD]

Originally posted by fame@Nov 6 2004, 12:15 AM
I GUESS I WOULD START IT OFF
WHO U KNOW WHO IT BE THE CAT FAME WHO DID 1 MONTH BEHIND BARS
THE COPS COUGHT ME SLEEPING HANDING CRACK TO A CRACK HEAD
THE FED RUN UP ON ME AND POIN A GUN TO MY HEAD SAYING FREEZ U UNDER ARREST THEY GRAB THE K.9 AND LETI HIM CHECK MY CAR FIND MY TREE I HAD TAPE TO MY BALLZ..............
reflect on the hilarity and sheer idiocy of this threads VERY FIRST attempt at a freestyle

[Daubs]

Listen bruv, im a grime MC and write disses, this whole shits new to me. Quality aint gonna be tiptop on a fuckin PC mic.

[BeeOne234...]

Originally posted by BeeOne234...+Dec 21 2004, 04:03 AM--></div><table border='0' align='center' width='95%' cellpadding='3' cellspacing='1'><tr><td>QUOTE (BeeOne234... @ Dec 21 2004, 04:03 AM)</td></tr><tr><td id='QUOTE'> <!--QuoteBegin-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 [/b][/quote]
now THAT's some old school....
baaahahahahahhaha....yes, i quoted myself....baaaahahahhaha...

[Dante Spitaliere]

yo ive been
stuck in the k hole for days
cant get out this shit im goin insane
need for powder to fuel my brian
tame my body
stay on my feet
hallucinate in my sleep
stay awake for days
cuttin it all out with a blue razor blade
take this exta amyl nitrate
to ease the pain
my girls steady tippin on the cane
but i cant see her clear
my visions a blurr
besides the bitch is always passed out on the floor
but fuck the whore
ill lock her out in the rain
and throw her clothes out the window all over the grass
while im steady laffin at her naked ass

[BeeOne234...]

i hate that last one.



mse....ooooh you have something to say eh eh?
no testicular cancer in my pants
just a honeypot...too advanced
simple words and guilt trips
have bee and feliks bout to flip
whining about our menstrual
that weeks always straight up dismal
you call us dickriders ha
when its us you read and quote
this script i change up the host
bruce got me craving some skrimptoast
ahhh man i'd munch a grip
imma find my 3.75...get this bite for my lips
hahahhahahahaha i rap about whats on my mind
when i rap, thats most the time
i just talk
what comes forth you stalk
i rhyme in my mind
my stinger
holds your demise.....
Bahahahahahhahha

[''SCC'']

hey yo,rapin is my abc's kid, back off of my butter stay out of my biz im the late the gratest no not iz the wiz, i would mary a panguin so he could catch me fish,
yo

[FWBMeth]

SCC roll wit a crew with the small sacs and cocks,
My crew rolls wit da macs and the glocks,
son you better watch out im on ur girlz good side,
Shes mah towns bicycle,
everbody gets a ride,
ur rhymes above mad me annoy,
So i started to diss you seeing as you were da real toy


this shit just came off the top of my head, lol im like a DQ commercial

[Amuk]

wat the fuck close this shit, fuckin horrible

[FWBMeth]

fuck you amuk being here for like one month and already talking shit, im pretty sure a mod wudnt close it if a few mods have taken part in this thread, so in conclusion, get bent

[**MATEO**]

Yo im only 15, and I've been writing for a couple years...
I come on bombing science, and shed a few tears...
Because its about as corrupt as Iraq is...
Kinda like cuda's mom coverd in jizz...
Yeah son, I just went there....
Fuck yall *****s, Im Yogi the bear...

Word to ya mother.

[AoAssis]

Yo, yo yo yo.
Yo, yo yo yo.

Hama time.

[Socrates]

The female brain is an amazing tool
They gang up and think the're better 2 vs 1 is this a fair duel
Poetry not rap, this is my enviroment
Socrates never spits about violent shit
Bee is obviously intelligent
But the lack of sleep and drug abuse has left her negligent
Leaning on a cat counting on her for support
But the cats a fool who looks for style to absorb
Feliks spits like a grandma, incoherant
That shit bores me, after all im not her parents
Today its popular to be an insomniac
First it was gesus, now everyone and their mother's doing that
Mse's alter ego socrasteez
Leave that shit alone, listen to me bee
Originally posted by slug
Fuck needles, Fuck Smoke, Fuck lines that make your sinus choke, Fuck chases trails, Fuck waves and rails, Fuck hangovers, Fuck hallucinations

:)

[BeeOne234...]

see now i like your flow...if you wanna hit some poetry i am down diggy down.
I don't do drugs, well if you consider herb a drug...then yeah...
actually, I am back home, my dad just died, my roomate, and now a fellow friend here,i guess simply put, i'm having a little trouble sleeping. It's hurricane season and raining all yucky, I am not too into going out....not to mention I am broken down here, stuck so i am saving for a new transmission to get on the road again....
Some websites have taken my mind off reality thru this insomnia...believe me, it's not "popular" if i could crash, i'd be fast asleep...i love sleep. i miss that shit. quiet.
ughm yeah, i will hit you back on some rhymeform socrates i just had to say something cause this nose here, is not powdered...nor do i practice the buddyup system....we were flowin together and that was that....the fellas obviously couldn't handle all that.... Bzzzzzzzzzzz.... ;)

[**MATEO**]

Bee spits hot fire.

[BeeOne234...]

awwwh shank you very berry much sweetieheart...i just type, you should see my notebooks....i'm working on a book....27 years paperbound...uh oh!

[Socrates]

Sorry for your loss. I didnt mean anything by any of that.. i mean i didnt know, yeah sorry. If you wanna flow its your turn, you havent replied

[BeeOne234...]

socrates, you have a promise from this here honey for a responce just as soon as i am bored and rambling on hurr mmmkay...
no apologys love, why would you have known,i rarely drag internet others down with my woes... i was just filling in on where that sleep dep was coming in from....
imma just copy n paste you somefinnn from my bag-o-tricks real quick..
...to hold you over...

Groove is in the Art


the leo touched down
she jays
she plays with the minds of the listeners
to make their minds feel
that their feet
have a mind of their own

making love
to the reverb of
vibrating bass
she is the center
of a mass thumping orgy
indicating the rhythmic placement
of each thrust
bounce
and grind

she is a mystery
a bobbing silhouette
posted
at the eye of the tornado
a whirling funnel of chaotic unison
swirling around her
mirroring the label spinning
beneath an outstretched palm

copulating with the monitor
caressing a crossfader
pinching the pitch control
and fondling the graphic
equalization

she licks the tips
of her middle and ring fingers
and reaches down to
slide them
carefully
into
the groooooooove

she pours hot wax
onto the cool skin of
a slip mat
and when she hits that
start - stop pad
the impact
is no less than
tantamount

She’s the shit, jack!

merging to a unit
with sound
beneath streaking rainbows
that slice through
a hazy layer of smoke
coating her face
in red green orange
and a flash of silvery white

she makes music
she captivates tissues
she motivates adrenalyne
she imitates respiration
she creates pheromones
that generate inflate then animate horomones
she makes music
her bass buzzes like a fuckin' BEE

Buzz Buzz

[Socrates]

Im running hiding looking for independance
In a genre of music Mse has found a semblance
Calm calm like water, the wind blows over
Stirs me up reminds me im not sober
Everywehere i look people with masks even on the internet
why cant anyone be themselves why is everyone a blubbering idiot
Friends obsessing about unfriendly things
i finished a joint 10 minutes ago now my ears ring
the important thing being, being is being not being for others people being
im feeling kinda dizzy and im gonna go to sleep soon

[What Happened to the Letters?]

fuck it im a white kid from the burbs
i dont belong here rapping along with you herbs
ya my rap skills need improvement
I wont front i disapoint this movement

hahaha

[trane oner]

Yo Yo Yo TRANE ONER In dais houZ3 Yo, His palms are sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavy
There's vomit on his sweater already, mom's spaghetti
He's nervous, but on the surface he looks calm and ready
To drop bombs, but he keeps on forgetting
What he wrote down, the whole crowd goes so loud
He opens his mouth, but the words won't come out
He's chokin, how everybody's chokin now
The clock's run out, time's up over, bloah!
Snap back to reality, Oh there goes gravity
Oh, there goes Rabbit, he choked
He's so mad, but he won't give up that easy
No, he won't have it , he knows his whole back city's ropes
It don't matter, he's dope
He knows that, but he's broke
He's so stacked that he knows
When he goes back to his mobile home, that's when it's
Back to the lab again yo
This whole rap city
He better go capture this moment and hope it don't pass him

[trane oner]

fuckin pwned toys bitchhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

[What Happened to the Letters?]

oh shit we got marshall down here straight from 8 mile

[What Happened to the Letters?]

well trane, are you mark eckos bitch?
or just a whiny little prick with a 3 inch dick
clearly you're just another graffiti whore
who sharpies on walls SFC, well you're no more
or you're posing faggot who knows he blows
and talks shit on the interent, pimps 4 year olds
man this rap shit goes fast, i wish i could spit
but at least my lfie aint shit, like this bitches is

[Feliks]

snap.
Traneoner this thread is for artists
the lyrical breach
where medium is language
and rhythm's how we preach
not bitten from movies
or ghetto 'rapstars'

So basically...because i'm too lazy to put this in a rhyme. This thread is for FREESTYLING. Not the copy-and-paste-your-favourite-lyrics thread.

[pace1]

Trane oner sits at home with his little brother
flips the tv on and discovers lovers.
he clicks the bottun but to uncover his mother
on both knees. Oh please.
you know these words i spit ah shit you cant handle it.....

[trane oner]

fuck fuck fuck

those rhyme you gayhomo fuckfuckfuckfuck

[underground_culture]

traner oner go suck adick
ill bet your graff looks close to fuckin arabic

you took rabbits rymes and your not even a bunny
somebody put down this bitch its not even funny

bore thinks your out for e-fame
i jus think feliks, pace, uc, and what happended just killed you,
youve been e-slain.

[trane oner]

unerground culture is a fucking fagot magot piece of fucking shit go suck ur daddys dick

[Feliks]

Now see here young wannabe thug gangster
real cats hang here and spit rhymes on real times
what's hood in the world and how we be rollin
not sittin at home all alone, why you frontin?
boy you got jealousy etched in your skin
and the fake got you postin flicks of real kings

[**MATEO**]

I come from the back alley's of keene,
*****s frontin like they was Howard Dean,
I make love so good that it'll make you cry,
Oops, I didnt mean to get it in your eye,
I guess thats all for now,
I'll make like an asian... KONG POW!

[What Happened to the Letters?]

matt your fat, your rhymes are bad
howard dean is purely blind, star trek shit goign through my mind
im fucked up right now but i kinda dig it
this thread is crazy shit, felicks is bringing it
everyone shits on traneones face
even his mom thinks hes a disgrace
damn im done wasnt that good
muthafucka say yes im from the hood


haha no im definatly not, but i just joke i kid...bong and a blitz?

[that_guy]

props socrates i like your verse the best[on this page], you're actually sayin something thats what matters most

yo what happened to the letters? the letters got twisted
but now the letters are gone cuz your competitor lifted
em off the walls to replace it with somethin realer
than confused brainwashed kids lookin up to drug dealers,
tryina 'rep their set' like its somethin that matters,
frontin with chatter like me in this very moment
in my short life i've come face to face with some scary omens
here we go man, im think about to change course
real irratically like im ridin a strange horse...

[pace1]

What happened to my verse shit opps
excuse the curse
now i swing throught to cripple you
flip bricks more than a mason do
change the station dude the flows to flavor full
smell like sugar cane when I squueze the cannon Bang
the smoke 'L clear but now theres only one man here.
Ok b4 i split let me leave this hit by saying you aint shit dont stand man just sit and listen to me spit with a half baked mind oh know its bone cruise time.....peace

[Feliks]

Waltz
Gaze into each other’s eyes, note the sparkle of anticipation, the slight lifting of lips. All is silent. Both prepared, in postion. He holds his lady, one hand on waist the other clasps hers as she similarly mimes his pose, gloved hand daintily resting on his shoulder. A conductor, like a magician, raises his wand for cue. A hush fills the hall, excited, expectant.
And one, two, three his arm falls swiftly, begins to flow. A simple cadence, his children keep rhythm as an enchanting melody issues forth, gradually increasing in power, to follow the leader. Strings trill merrilly and sweetly as their masters mute and bow them, carressing each note. Brothers oblige their voices, deeper tones, still soothing, lend harmony to their kin.
And from the first notes that issued forth, day and night step as, one, two, three, a whirling mass of rustling gowns and handsome suits swiftly step across the terra. Circling each other as the music plays on, partners drift lightly as air from one point to the next and, one, two, three, they swirl gaily to the delightful melody. Time exists no more save keeping time to the strings that sing so beautifully.
Too soon the notes gather, signalling The End. As leaves in autumn, they reach the forest floor to rest, stilled, And like tragic lovers, they separate. Respectively a bow and a curtsy before retreating a pace. Only to smile once more as they reach for each other as does a rose reach for the Sun. They reunite to await their cue. Sparkling eyes and a lifting of lips into a smile. The conductor’s arm swiftly falls, bringing life to the hall as a melody rises forth and, one, two, three, so beautiful a melody.

[pace1]

Heavy.......... :mellow:

[Feliks]

WRiter's craft.
Narrative poem. I'm trying to find all my poetry....but could stick it with teh freestyle.

[mizta]

i don't have much shit but ill bust some shit i don't really rap more of a beat boxer

[mizta]

Ill type a freestyle for bombing science // Rip eyelids// With mad violence//
i clear the streets// You fear police// Rocking every head phone from west to east// Biggy Pac Proof// Rest in peace// Configure the calcualtion of time// With rymes// Ima rip skin on your bone// Cook it// feed it to your family home// Im rapped in crome// cause my teeth are blinging// Ill fuck your chick// and say i didnt// just like president clinton//

What LOL that shit wacked

[What Happened to the Letters?]

Originally posted by that_guy@Jun 25 2006, 12:00 AM
props socrates i like your verse the best[on this page], you're actually sayin something thats what matters most

yo what happened to the letters? the letters got twisted
but now the letters are gone cuz your competitor lifted
em off the walls to replace it with somethin realer
than confused brainwashed kids lookin up to drug dealers,
tryina 'rep their set' like its somethin that matters,
frontin with chatter like me in this very moment
in my short life i've come face to face with some scary omens
here we go man, im think about to change course
real irratically like im ridin a strange horse...
thats was nice but i dont understand
what was it you were saying it was too damn bland
my question is do you think i look up to them
or was that a general statement from that guy, that man
in your life youve seen some crazy shit?
well i have too and it aint stopped me yet
i dont rep any fuckin set, not one
all that matters is my self im my only one
you think now your gunna change course?
god luck with that shit casue lifes a race horse
it keeps on going never stops to listen
just runs on faster til it hits the end
no changing direction, no pause of movemenet
shit hits you harder when you come to conclude it
i think my shits improving
casue this came out more smoothly
than the last to shit i spitted not looely
well now im gone, im off again
ill be back later but my friend this is the end

[some guy from NCI...]

I'm some guyyyyy...

From NC to the aiiiiii....

take your wallet from your pocket on the slyyyyy....

Move your phone from under your eyyyeeee....

say it as it is tha's why my rymezzz be flyyyyy....

you may think that I'm stoned but I aint even higgghhhh....

LONDON STYLAAA BRAAAAP!!! 2K62K62K6ONEONEONEON!!!

[dcite]

im glad whoever made this one spelt the title correctly. instead of raping.

[Mse]

they mispelt it at the beginning check the first page

[BeeOne234...]

honey breakbeats i get down to
i shine so i can find you
to remind you
this life you live is mine too
we climbed through the chaos that defines you
to allign truth and unwind you like what?
solar systems
control the wisdom to find it was mine too
rewind to find that blue flies from what?
what glue binds this cut?
is it blood?
maybe it's loneliness or maybe it's you
no matter what
this tree roots lie deep though it's holding the truth
i like to eat peaches while i'm consoling the used
these two eyes are beholding the view from be-hind the bone of my tooth
when the speech dies is the moment of truth
so let the seed rise and i'll grow it for you
cursed to work the land is how i learned the verse at hand
to turn the worst of man to search for words that can
serve their birth a glance of what?
worthless circumstance?
a perverted circus dance with bears and clowns wearing frowns
tearing out every nerve that deserved a chance
what's worse? the curse or man?
or does that depend on how and where i stand?
now i stare at plans and wonder if i'd vow to share my canvas
being a plow that's aware of it's land is something
that speaking a sound can't compare so i encode it
came to know this from the grain that's sewn in the same code
that gave your brain lobes to attain focus
when the rain blows a honey rainbow kiss
this maze floats on a train close to my lotus
so i can phase those that raise roads to notice
the crane froze like trained post when i wrote this
an insane foe on the same coast where i roast wits
he said quotes from next quotients test totem
best to show them my nest's slogan
with my crest- a rose in a blessed honeycomb paintgun
obsessed with this stress potion
i'm frozen unless pressed for motion
i close in without the flex of stretched moment
stolen from the chest ocean
flesh chosen to hold such pleasant breaths
throw them through these congregated vapors
a song-serrated razor
places long awaited flavors
on these palms' parading shapers
calmly debating makers
you told me it's wrong degrading fakers
contemplating saviors
solving complicated layers
prompting elevators
to stop the raiding raiders from confiscating prayers
in concentrated areas of blindness
strong related tracers in these condensated papers
mirrors for conversation lasers
fond of grazing glaciers upon their basement craters
then ponder statements later
timeless refinement resides when?
in his eyes' den
where the blue flies across galaxies in a moment
rolling in the palace free to hold them
where did i begin
can't find a place to end
writing run on sentence
beeone is defenceless
bearing all that witness
the quickness of my pen grip
name on walls with inkdrips
some self taught queen
outta be a empress
a scribe with full resistance
i end it in complete indifference.


.........the eff did that come from...

[tycoonin]

its nuffa to a boss i mac bitches and smoke toss the game is bout pimpin and flowin u need to be knowin how to break a bitch for all she got and keep on goin she better have my money on tyme break da bitch for every penny and dime if she sleeps in a nutha mans bed il put led threw both the heads a bullet of titainum fracuterin her cranuim cus im a boss a mac a g aint no one else like me u gotta see how its done when they cops come dont run stand your ground get arrested break out then im homeward bound

haha i suck at rapping but im board as helll :lol:

[pace1]

^^killing threads is what you do your shit stinks like piss and poo.

HA ha i said poo

[Feliks]

Originally posted by BeeOne234...@Jun 28 2006, 12:29 AM
honey breakbeats i get down to
i shine so i can find you
to remind you
this life you live is mine too
we climbed through the chaos that defines you
to allign truth and unwind you like what?
solar systems
control the wisdom to find it was mine too
rewind to find that blue flies from what?
what glue binds this cut?
is it blood?
maybe it's loneliness or maybe it's you
no matter what
this tree roots lie deep though it's holding the truth
i like to eat peaches while i'm consoling the used
these two eyes are beholding the view from be-hind the bone of my tooth
when the speech dies is the moment of truth
so let the seed rise and i'll grow it for you
cursed to work the land is how i learned the verse at hand
to turn the worst of man to search for words that can
serve their birth a glance of what?
worthless circumstance?
a perverted circus dance with bears and clowns wearing frowns
tearing out every nerve that deserved a chance
what's worse? the curse or man?
or does that depend on how and where i stand?
now i stare at plans and wonder if i'd vow to share my canvas
being a plow that's aware of it's land is something
that speaking a sound can't compare so i encode it
came to know this from the grain that's sewn in the same code
that gave your brain lobes to attain focus
when the rain blows a honey rainbow kiss
this maze floats on a train close to my lotus
so i can phase those that raise roads to notice
the crane froze like trained post when i wrote this
an insane foe on the same coast where i roast wits
he said quotes from next quotients test totem
best to show them my nest's slogan
with my crest- a rose in a blessed honeycomb paintgun
obsessed with this stress potion
i'm frozen unless pressed for motion
i close in without the flex of stretched moment
stolen from the chest ocean
flesh chosen to hold such pleasant breaths
throw them through these congregated vapors
a song-serrated razor
places long awaited flavors
on these palms' parading shapers
calmly debating makers
you told me it's wrong degrading fakers
contemplating saviors
solving complicated layers
prompting elevators
to stop the raiding raiders from confiscating prayers
in concentrated areas of blindness
strong related tracers in these condensated papers
mirrors for conversation lasers
fond of grazing glaciers upon their basement craters
then ponder statements later
timeless refinement resides when?
in his eyes' den
where the blue flies across galaxies in a moment
rolling in the palace free to hold them
where did i begin
can't find a place to end
writing run on sentence
beeone is defenceless
bearing all that witness
the quickness of my pen grip
name on walls with inkdrips
some self taught queen
outta be a empress
a scribe with full resistance
i end it in complete indifference.


.........the eff did that come from...
It came from the soul bee darling.
That was a delicious read. I cant put it any other way. Food for the mind.
Miss you all in BS.

Changin countries seems like nothing
the graff scenes different but still the wrtiting
cant express with no paint in this house i might faint
im living in 60s and a tv with 3 channels
got nothing in my hands but lined paper and pencils
still the days are long and sunny
I know ill soon find and paint this city

[some guy from NCI...]

None of yo peopel have cme close to even testin one of my rhymes. (h)

No way do you people have the skilllzzz

to pay my billzzz...

Like a couple of pillllllzz...

for a few cheap thrillzzzz....

Even though drugz killlllzz...

I still do my purple hilllllzzz...

And eat some meeaaallzzz...

And if that wasn't enough for you MC n00bz then check this triple platinum all city lyriczzzz.

UK STYLEZ FOOLZZ

s'tifsym pussy's rough like sandpaper, ;)
I saw this when I see a vid of her dad rapin her. :o
She tries handle boys on the sly but gets sluuu', :ph34r:
Handles cock in her thRoat until her face turns blue. :o
bang that bitch in her face, lik her down wid a sparkk
bit the dizzeee rascal fix up l00k sharpppp!!!


BRAAAAAAAAAAPPP!!! PAPAPAPAPA UKUKUKUKUKUKLONDON PRODUKTIONZ 2K62K62K6 oneoneno LONDONLODNONDLONDON LONDON BRAAAP UK ONEONONE ROLLWIDIT!!! DEZZE RASSSSSCAAAAAL WUTWUTWTUT NCINCINCINCINCINCI!!!!!!!!!

--

TES THAT SHIT F00LZ.

[Paint Magic]

unh

check it

i met this girl name shelly

took her to the deli

put my hand on her belly

kinda smelly

like..

PENUT BUTTER N JELLY!!

ohhhhh

[BeeOne234...]

Originally posted by Feliks+Jun 28 2006, 03:25 PM--></div><table border='0' align='center' width='95%' cellpadding='3' cellspacing='1'><tr><td>QUOTE (Feliks @ Jun 28 2006, 03:25 PM)</td></tr><tr><td id='QUOTE'> <!--QuoteBegin-BeeOne234...@Jun 28 2006, 12:29 AM
honey breakbeats i get down to
i shine so i can find you
to remind you
this life you live is mine too
we climbed through the chaos that defines you
to allign truth and unwind you like what?
solar systems
control the wisdom to find it was mine too
rewind to find that blue flies from what?
what glue binds this cut?
is it blood?
maybe it's loneliness or maybe it's you
no matter what
this tree roots lie deep though it's holding the truth
i like to eat peaches while i'm consoling the used
these two eyes are beholding the view from be-hind the bone of my tooth
when the speech dies is the moment of truth
so let the seed rise and i'll grow it for you
cursed to work the land is how i learned the verse at hand
to turn the worst of man to search for words that can
serve their birth a glance of what?
worthless circumstance?
a perverted circus dance with bears and clowns wearing frowns
tearing out every nerve that deserved a chance
what's worse? the curse or man?
or does that depend on how and where i stand?
now i stare at plans and wonder if i'd vow to share my canvas
being a plow that's aware of it's land is something
that speaking a sound can't compare so i encode it
came to know this from the grain that's sewn in the same code
that gave your brain lobes to attain focus
when the rain blows a honey rainbow kiss
this maze floats on a train close to my lotus
so i can phase those that raise roads to notice
the crane froze like trained post when i wrote this
an insane foe on the same coast where i roast wits
he said quotes from next quotients test totem
best to show them my nest's slogan
with my crest- a rose in a blessed honeycomb paintgun
obsessed with this stress potion
i'm frozen unless pressed for motion
i close in without the flex of stretched moment
stolen from the chest ocean
flesh chosen to hold such pleasant breaths
throw them through these congregated vapors
a song-serrated razor
places long awaited flavors
on these palms' parading shapers
calmly debating makers
you told me it's wrong degrading fakers
contemplating saviors
solving complicated layers
prompting elevators
to stop the raiding raiders from confiscating prayers
in concentrated areas of blindness
strong related tracers in these condensated papers
mirrors for conversation lasers
fond of grazing glaciers upon their basement craters
then ponder statements later
timeless refinement resides when?
in his eyes' den
where the blue flies across galaxies in a moment
rolling in the palace free to hold them
where did i begin
can't find a place to end
writing run on sentence
beeone is defenceless
bearing all that witness
the quickness of my pen grip
name on walls with inkdrips
some self taught queen
outta be a empress
a scribe with full resistance
i end it in complete indifference.


.........the eff did that come from...
It came from the soul bee darling.
That was a delicious read. I cant put it any other way. Food for the mind.
Miss you all in BS.

Changin countries seems like nothing
the graff scenes different but still the wrtiting
cant express with no paint in this house i might faint
im living in 60s and a tv with 3 channels
got nothing in my hands but lined paper and pencils
still the days are long and sunny
I know ill soon find and paint this city [/b][/quote]
mwah mwah awwwh thanks feliks! i hope your having a great time...;-)

[piscameur]

Nice!

[swich]

ugh...listne

she came from the city a place called chi/
hope had me fall for the look in her eye/
a place id reside for quite some time/
but she left to fast inside i died/
and i despised the lies she told/
i was too bold in the end her love wasnt sold/
laid out before me was a presence i hated/
she had a man who was way overrated/
i read scripts and lines, love notes she wrote/
my heart was broke so i resorted to coke/
the dope and liquore in my bloodstream/
it felt so right at the time, my soul sings/
high times were remembered later days/
i prayed for days for her mind to change/
played emotions tried to sway her devotion/
so cold and bold but i retained my multiple notions/
and this emotion it was a seed that had grown/
but in the end...im still alone....

[swich]

candy paint pistols ring shots on the block/
takin shots at the cops can make ya heart stop/
i aint one to be topped, guilty if i did it or not/
the only thing that challenge the size of my nuts is the size of my rocks/
plots on viciouse scandles hold handles of wood grain/
still i paint trains it supplys adrenaline to my blood stream/
i cut veins and ride inside shiny things the size of boxin rings/
take out ya team fast ,im a villain/
what gets me off is the sight of blood spillin, its thrillin/
i was raised to lead i plant seeds of greed and still have time to be...
that one guy with 5 chiks, who fill up sticks with green/
the haze is mesmorizin like my cell phone ring/
and wuts the deal with that purple lean/
i aint into shit that look like barnys sperm if ya know wut i mean...

[swich]

so wut do yall think? eh? eh?

[Feliks]

swich spits lines faster than he rolls dimes
picks them pigs off through the scope of his snipe
he a player, his rep on the streets belies
the look in his eyes,
watch your back when you cross his path
if not watch him snipe you flat on your back.
But this cat aint as savvy as me when it comes to the hood
knowin people and doin business for the goods

[swich]

i can see feliks got them verbal skills/
i salute u and blow herb that kills/
in honour of a true spitter/
the ice in the watch glitters/
so watch litters of rhymes as they pass my tounge/
ladies love the sak that holds my sons/
my lead had wrung and deprived multiple guys of their lives/
i get more head than whats inbetween your g/f's thighs/
money i stak high, dont ask why, its a gift/
yall can find me later swervin like tokyo drift...

[clockworkfuse]

me and my man was cruisin through the streets and everything was flowin nice
the corners crowded, *****z must be rollin dice
i parked the ride so my ***** iroc can crash the lye spot
and ima gamble until he come back - why not?
click-clack, cock the gat back, gotta be strapped
the game was mad packed, mad cats pockets was fat
they playin cee-lo, my dick get hard when I see dough
i bets nothin less than a g yo, you know my steelo
first I was losin then I started throwin headcrack
after headcrack, got my bread back, jumped in my red ac
im waitin for my ***** to come out of the spot
i see *****z startin to plot, and Im far from my block
finally he walked out, told him, hop the fuck in
on my face he saw the grin and said, how much did you win?
i estimated about, 45 maybe 50 gs
my man was hungry so I dropped him off at mickey ds
now Im alone, headin home to rest my dome
spotted some *****z trailin so I picked up the phone
called bones, I said, yo son, Im on the run
need your help before I get done
meet me downstairs, bring your big gun
i dont believe this, this ***** said he cant make it
cause some bitch is in his house butt-naked
and then he hung up
and this supposed to be my man and he dont give a fuck
that duck sold me out just to get a nut, what?
im cruisin fast and they still behind me
the same ***** who I won the money from, and his grimy crimey
its about to get, real hasty
grabbed the steel, took it off safety
Cause I refuse to let these *****z waste me
I started to cruise fast, then stopped short and made em crash
And now them fags is all bloody from the shattered glass
And one of them had passed, when his face smashed the dash
I was injured too, leakin with a deep gash
I aint panicked, I was quite calm
Couldnt use the right arm, so I grabbed the gat with the left
Walked up to the car the creep was stuck in the seat
Looked at him, shook my head then started buckin my heat
Its over now, cause both of these motherfuckers asleep
I think Im dyin, Im feelin weak out on my feet
But before I got some medical help, I had to catch a cab first
To one-forty-first and bradhurst
Thats where bones live, walked in the buildin, staggerin
Lookin tore down, shot his door down and beat his whore down
From the look in my eye, he knew he would die
Started to cry, stuck the gat to his head and said, why?
Then he offered me, all of his cheese
Then dropped to his knees and begged me please not to squeeze
Then his brains got blast out, hes ass-out, then I dashed out
Into the streets covered with blood, about to pass out
The hospitals up, a couple of blocks, Im on my way but
Damn, here comes a couple of cops; I pulled out
And started blowin they started blowin back Im goin all out
I aint holdin back, I been to jail once and I aint goin back
I kept shootin, one shot caught a cop dead in his top
The other pig ducked behind a big truck
I was bleedin real bad, and couldnt stop it
But still had the fifty thou profit in my pockets
The coast was clear, so I jetted to a park that was near
Seen kids playin everywhere then threw the cash in the air
I watched all of them, run for they share
And all I can do was stare
I got weak and fell on my rear
Now I can hear the sirens, that means here comes the jakes
But its too late, Im knockin on the pearly gates

[swich]

clock be spittin stories like mother goose!

[clockworkfuse]

out the gate, 4-20 minutes late
sorry about the wait, i wa sint he back posted
tress got roasted and i got toasted
the party still gona get hosted
lets go , grab sombody, stab sombody
im jsut kidding have a party ,laugh with sombody

[a!Ds]

yo yo, so this is my rap
now im done with this crap




(nah for real tho i can spit crazy, and i dont even like rap lol but its been 21 ince i last slept, and i dont feel like it)

[M0St----->.]

Originally posted by BeeOne234...+Jul 1 2006, 03:58 AM--></div><table border='0' align='center' width='95%' cellpadding='3' cellspacing='1'><tr><td>QUOTE (BeeOne234... @ Jul 1 2006, 03:58 AM)</td></tr><tr><td id='QUOTE'> Originally posted by Feliks@Jun 28 2006, 03:25 PM
<!--QuoteBegin-BeeOne234...@Jun 28 2006, 12:29 AM
honey breakbeats i get down to
i shine soÂ* i can find you
to remind you
this life you live is mine too
we climbed through the chaos that defines you
to allign truth and unwind you like what?Â*
solar systems
control the wisdom to find it was mine too
rewind to find that blue flies from what?Â*
what glue binds this cut?Â*
is it blood?Â*
maybe it's loneliness or maybe it's you
no matter what
this tree roots lie deep though it's holding the truth
i like to eat peaches while i'm consoling the used
these two eyes are beholding the view from be-hind the bone of my tooth
when the speech dies is the moment of truth
so let the seed rise and i'll grow it for you
cursed to work the land is how i learned the verse at hand
to turn the worst of man to search for words that can
serve their birth a glance of what?Â*
worthless circumstance?Â*
a perverted circus dance with bears and clowns wearing frowns
tearing out every nerve that deserved a chance
what's worse? the curse or man?Â*
or does that depend on how and where i stand?Â*
now i stare at plans and wonder if i'd vow to share my canvas
being a plow that's aware of it's land is something
that speaking a sound can't compare so i encode it
came to know this from the grain that's sewn in the same code
that gave your brain lobes to attain focus
when the rain blows a honey rainbow kiss
this maze floats on a train close to my lotus
so i can phase those that raise roads to notice
the crane froze like trained post when i wrote this
an insane foe on the same coast where i roast wits
he said quotes from next quotients test totem
best to show them my nest's slogan
with my crest- a rose in a blessed honeycomb paintgun
obsessed with this stress potion
i'm frozen unless pressed for motion
i close in without the flex of stretched moment
stolen from the chest ocean
flesh chosen to hold such pleasant breaths
throw them through these congregated vapors
a song-serrated razor
places long awaited flavors
on these palms' parading shapers
calmly debating makers
you told me it's wrong degrading fakers
contemplating saviors
solving complicated layers
prompting elevators
to stop the raiding raiders from confiscating prayers
in concentrated areas of blindness
strong related tracers in these condensated papers
mirrors for conversation lasers
fond of grazing glaciers upon their basement craters
then ponder statements later
timeless refinement resides when?
in his eyes' den
where the blue flies across galaxies in a moment
rolling in the palace free to hold themÂ*
where did i begin
can't find a place to end
writing run on sentence
beeone is defenceless
bearing all that witness
the quickness of my pen grip
name on walls with inkdrips
some self taught queen
outta be a empress
a scribe with full resistance
i end it in complete indifference.


.........the eff did that come from...
It came from the soul bee darling.
That was a delicious read. I cant put it any other way. Food for the mind.
Miss you all in BS.

Changin countries seems like nothing
the graff scenes different but still the wrtiting
cant express with no paint in this house i might faint
im living in 60s and a tv with 3 channels
got nothing in my hands but lined paper and pencils
still the days are long and sunny
I know ill soon find and paint this city
mwah mwah awwwh thanks feliks! i hope your having a great time...;-) [/b][/quote]
Fukin awesome bee i loved reading dat

[Feliks]

clockwork, that made me cry.
Too many of my boys end up knockin on them pearly gates.

[clockworkfuse]

sorry?

[Feliks]

nono, it was that good.

edit:

shootin h2o in the bloodstream like smack addicts addicted to cocaine
sitting deep, awake and asleep dreaming of days when this time i'd be in bed
sugar plums they were breakin beats in my head
Good old days when ignorance was bliss
shit, bitches, i still wish i never raised a fist
Like the sayin goes i'm a lover not a fighter but this cat can't love
She been stepped on, broken hearted and shoved round too long
set in her ways a rut deeper than the ocean,
moses can't split this, shit it was faith that did this
my boys keep sayin one day i'll find him but its like a needle amid knives
i worry when i prick my finger i'll be on my last breath
can't stress the pain, i refrain i'm to blame for keepin faith
in those that did wrong and still i stood by, trying to love
but failing to fly, my cloud nine, no silver lining, oh
and if there was it passed by me,
why should i stress? gee I confess i distress on more than heart matters
5 pills a day to keep me out of the doctor's and 2 more at night so the mind stops it's chatter
i laugh as i see that the weed that you toke, the drugs that you flip
disquieting that there is small difference
from the presciption pills that those quacks must insist
and the veins that i craveto see spill blood on my wrist
drugs don't solve problems, can't do the math on cerebral cortex
its just an escape for another lost mess
such desperation is surely a sign, i'm sane after all
but why does this once docile feline continue in pain
missing my soul...


fuck this

[swich]

^pretty nice

[clockworkfuse]

well i was rollin down the street in my eldorado
we was goin to the block to get some dough
pulled up the corner to talk to my hoes
but what? they aint seen no bros
i got *****s on my ass that i owe some cash
if dont pay them soon ill be gettin a bash
what am i gonna do
when he see's me he'll act a foo
so i started rollin back to my dome
i was sittin on 22 inches of chrome
then i looked in my rear view
and bones was rollin behind us with his crew
so i grabbed my steal from under the seat
gotta be ready to give some heat
then i turned onto the number 7
if i dont loose them ill be headin to heaven
i was goin as fast i could
i was closing in on my hood
i picked up the phone and called my boy
i told him to meet me on the corner with his big toy
as i was gettin close
he noticed these *****s about to give me a dose
so he started buckin his heat
but they started fireing back and all he had was his feet
one shot caught him in the back
so i called for my pack
next thing i knew 20 *****s came out and started capin those *****s
i stoped the car sand started pullin my triggas
i never knew i had so many bros
they all saved me from me foes
after all those *****s drove off to bed
i looked at my boy, one got him in the head
those fuckers killed my main man
the shit jsut hit the fan
i lost my boy, that got me deep
i aint gonan rest till those *****s are asleep

[swich]

spit rhymes irrelivent, then come to my residence/
youll soon find my best friends all consist of dead presidents/
swich one is heaven sent, happy as ive ever been/
pop trunk in texas, and end up bak home again/
i got superficials who say there super official/
black market sales keep me super benificial/
my diomonds are like security cuz they on the watch/
*****s call me limestone cuz i got them rocks/
i gotta lotta gold so im known as goldi locks/
forget about 1 girl i get them hoes in flocks....

[clockworkfuse]

eh boy what you rhymin is wack
you should stick to sellin crack
you think you can battle me son
bitch you about to get done
causerockin this mic is natur-al
for me toc ome weak is not alour
livin my life underneath the ground
icontrol the sound i hold it down
myn ame is ace-1,
sex foot 1
dont leave the studio till the mix get done
i do it for kicks i do it for fun
i do it all night to the mournin sun
see, it aint no question of who is that
it's just the connections of me and my rap
cause we got o together baby its a natural fact
that when when i, touch the M.I. there aint no turnin back
so jsut go back the slums you come from
your bitch is about to make me cum

[swich]

^ aiming that at me? if soo....

clockwork ur verse needs work/
i wasnt lookin for a battle but wutever man/
ill have ya white from fear lookin like the ku klux clan/
fuck ace1, instead of rappin stick to hot cross buns/
ill peel ya off the sidewalk like chewin gum/
this battles just begun so dont stop readin/
my sons lay on ya mothers tounge as ya chest is bleedin/
ya verse is so bad it had me re-reading/
like, is this cat for real?/
ya had me shocked like an electric eel/
so heres the deal...
quit shit talkin and get walkin/
or ill have to come back with my verbal attack/
and run you over like a race car track.....
punk ass nyukaaa!!!!

[-=AgA=-TrAnCe]

sad roads, happy lives,
stupid men, stupid wives,
new age crys,
when a real man dies.....

[swich]

tance, ya verse is the worst i herd since clockwork...shits absurd yo..

[clockworkfuse]

listen here swich
you spill rhyms like a bitch
listen up, you could learn somthin here
if you seen me your run with fear
you say my rhymes need work
well you better grab your gat and me on the block
i shocked you like an electric eel?
that shit is whack whats your deal?
come back when you learn to rhyme
i think it's past your bed time
you think im trying?
if i was youd be crying
i'm trying to make my rhymes lame like you
bitch you aint nuttin but a foo

[TylerDurden]

check it, check it...

where's the snare?...

nah, for real, where's the snare?....

aight, yo, yo... check it, check it... is my mic on?

bombing is a science, man i thought you knew
fuck what you write AND yo whole damn crew
whose writing written' shit me or you?
buddy get a clue, tame yo whack ass like a little shrew
my smarty pants rhymes are way a fucking ahead of you
droppin shakespeare lines is a habit,
aint heard fuckin lines like this since my boy b rabbit
but i aint eminem but yer really feminine
your favorite MC told me I'm a better version of him,
but that aint sayin much,
got the deadly touch,
wanna step to this?
gonna need a crutch..

I don't know, I'm really high, just found this thread, this is really a freestyle, not written and edited like I'm sure some of y'all do, I'm out.

[-=AgA=-TrAnCe]

i now im crap, im a white english man. what the fuck ya gunna do. we can only rap. when we had faaarrrrr too many alcoholic beverages... lol

[Dust1610]

Originally posted by -=AgA=-TrAnCe@Jul 7 2006, 09:05 PM
i now im crap, im a white english man. what the fuck ya gunna do. we can only rap. when we had faaarrrrr too many alcoholic beverages... lol
Haha! Damn right!!

[Feliks]

it was more poetry. I liked it....

[Dust1610]

Yeah we're ok as poets but give us a beer and we think we're the next big thing, which most of the time we're not!!! :D

[Head_Bussa]

I'm from the dirty, but I stay so fresh, so clean
With all these throwbacks, you think I got a time machine
Kodak moment, everytime I hit scenes
Juz Cuz I'm a young dont mean i cant I flip keys
Alicia aint, got, nothin' on me, I'm so shady
Tha benz is amazing, tha color is all gravy
Please believe, my squad be them DBE's
We ridin' in them drop tops, wit them DVD's
Spreewells on them alloys, daddy I'm so jiggy
I flow so sickly, I should roll wit Fiddy
Fa-Shiggety, tha thug shit just run in my kidney

[TylerDurden]

I drop bombs.

B)

[Head_Bussa]

I am, Jamaica'z untamed guerrilla
"why?" *****z ask
well its cuz I keeps it rilla'
man ya gots to feel me
Worldwide connected from Geneva to Philly
Whatz the dilly
I'm in tha milli' dropped 2-seater
With creepers
strapped with nina's, fuckin' with senoritas

Mang,im so hot I can make a hit wit an a-capella
So hot I could be president of roc-a-fella
I'm here now, I ain't going nowhere
Believe that, love it or not, the boy is stayin here
The boy don't fear
shit, I been bad since ma muthafuckin birth
Skkiirrt!!!
Taught to blast, mash, get that cash,
dont confuse me wit otha *****
or else u finna get smacked

Raps so dope i gave a fake ***** down synd-rax
ya hoe, I'm all in that,
Damn, Shawty b lovin' the guy
fa' sho', look at her now,
i got so much money she don't need to work 9 to 5
Holla!

[swich]

yo clockwork......listne

ya ass is bout to get blasted/
cuz i spit shit elequently and fantastic/
call me fanatic cuz i cant be stopped/
go ta sleep hoe b4 i make ya ass drop/
call the cops bitch, but pigs cant stop switch/
im spittin verses with it/
send u to the herse wishin u woulda listned...and im my worst critic/
why am i even battlin u/
ya shit is wak like i never knew....

[Head_Bussa]

damn clockwork u gonna take that shit
OR r u scared

[swich]

bitches im known as swich to the mua' fuckin one/
if not by my enimies ill die by my gun/
suicide right through my head/
i got nuthin to lose, so who gives a fuck if im dead/
i lay my ass to sleep, maybe from an overdose/
proly alcohol or a bit too much coke/
i know im un-loved the most so better end it now/
i tried so hard but i was still rejected somehow/
i feel pain like yall bitches never dealt/
a females neglect really inflicted my health/
fuck hoes and bitches, shoulda kept my mind on my riches/
but the skin on mine felt better than the urge that was itchen/
fuck i wanna get to slittin, ma fukin wrist/
so wut...call me emo bitch....

[BLOC]

emo <_<... Jus playin



Tunnels beneath me, surrounded by people, yet im alone.
Gun loaded and cocked, silent shadows setting the tone
Constant voices, beckoning, quiet and hushed
Whispering, plotting, hiding in the rush
Blood rushing, anticipating to see blood gushing
Knife lusting…to turn a life into nothing
So many faces, all blurred and disfigured
Chests caved in, all fighting for Charlie’s scripture
Blood paints this picture, families broken in pieces
Scared of the bullets, petrified by the diseases
Murder and death, bodies decayed and eroded
Torn limbs and flesh, like this pains been encoded

the slums..

silence...eardrums on the verge of exploding
icy veins...body movement slow, almost frozen
towers of brick, shadows engulfing the blood drips
hollow tips, sweating, fingertips slip
accidents?...the residents find excuses for death
the airs thick, the subtleties of a winters breath
a constant stench fills & flares the nostrils
words of war are colossal, as tho spoken from an apostle
charlie created habits for addicts who couldn't "crack" it
rivals find static to cause tragic endings to those who cant hack it
a maze of concrete... trampled and worn from heavy feet
men carrying the world on their shoulders, oblivious to defeat
crack heads, abusers, needles & rapists
people turned their back to them, the truth, it's hard to face it... in the struggle

I got the whole idea of writing this because my boy Is in Iraq right now, hes been sending me letter's for a minute now I just felt to write a piece up dedicated to him.. it was mostly boredom and since i havnt dropped anything lately. the whole concept Is a guy goes off to the war and back home he felt was the same.. "theres no difference between here and there" the war, and the hood

[BLOC]

rap/ its fantastic/
better than plastic/a magic planet on acid/
taxes/ that crashes on bitches asses/
your shit is in the dump/ chump change/
and your in range/ of my rage/ as i attack on your face/
its a case/ hell its a keg/ stand on your head/ begg fucker begg/
mind games its a mind frame/ speaker time/
rhymes and rocky road/ dead toads/ that blow loads/
on bitches and hoes/ its kinda gross/
kinda nasty/ fuck it that shits kinda classy/
trashy/ your trashy/ flashy at best/
hell youve only got one real breast/
rest is bones/ loans/ car payments and statements/
life containment/ atainment/ is lacking/
all habbits and rabbits/ its classic/
of mice and men/ the rest are chickens and hens/
breast feeding your friends/
some of this and some of that/ some crack/ and some smack/
black grass that grows on your asses/ some basses/
benders/ blended in blenders/
spenders! You need Venders?/ ive got lenders/ rainbow suspenders/
broads and back enders/ a couple black fenders/
facts/ red rashes/ some spots on your asses/
jurassic/ spiders that spit acid/ jump traffic/
finatic you start static/ viscid its liquid/
like nestles quick mix/ its delcious/

:))))
hella more coming

[Head_Bussa]

Originally posted by BLOC@Jul 8 2006, 11:39 AM
rap/ its fantastic/
better than plastic/a magic planet on acid/
taxes/ that crashes on bitches asses/
your shit is in the dump/ chump change/
and your in range/ of my rage/ as i attack on your face/
its a case/ hell its a keg/ stand on your head/ begg fucker begg/
mind games its a mind frame/ speaker time/
rhymes and rocky road/ dead toads/ that blow loads/
on bitches and hoes/ its kinda gross/
kinda nasty/ fuck it that shits kinda classy/
trashy/ your trashy/ flashy at best/
hell youve only got one real breast/
rest is bones/ loans/ car payments and statements/
life containment/ atainment/ is lacking/
all habbits and rabbits/ its classic/
of mice and men/ the rest are chickens and hens/
breast feeding your friends/
some of this and some of that/ some crack/ and some smack/
black grass that grows on your asses/ some basses/
benders/ blended in blenders/
spenders! You need Venders?/ ive got lenders/ rainbow suspenders/
broads and back enders/ a couple black fenders/
facts/ red rashes/ some spots on your asses/
jurassic/ spiders that spit acid/ jump traffic/
finatic you start static/ viscid its liquid/
like nestles quick mix/ its delcious/

:))))
hella more coming
very nice.... :ph34r:

[swich]

damn bloc...keep that shit commin...

[BLOC]

when i say hold up the beat changes~~



My lyrics are like a flood cuz they always rise and overflow//
wit metapho's and 84's my thuggish ruggish bone will never go//
I keep G nite and J's on i touch the streets they stay hot//
You a bull's eye I throw bullets they meet and greet and hit the spot//
who poppin that cuz Im like Shaq big and strong u not killin me//
yea Im the realest G (HOLD UP)
why ur gurl feelin me//
She lovin it like Little Brother i make her flutter away like gust//
I have an appifany she cant let go too much lust//
Im infinity and niccas dont show no trust //
no serenity and no its gettin old like rust//
So its automatics goin off its cinematic//
Cronic attics we ve all had it and my flow make it mo climatic//
Tha greatest rappa is what i am allegiclly to be//
I rep N.C. me being a thug and still get love is basic heredity//
If u a killa why u tellin me i dont think u a fellonie//
(HOLD UP)
I still c gettin jumped while cryin help in a melody//
My pen stay to the note book//
if ya put ya mind to it then ya flows took//
but Im no crook
And it seems like ya hooked//
but wit calicos to ya toes then ya toes took// (oh!!)
Im a killa in this and//
you think u realer than me man//
But ya not dog cuz im to hot dog//
You think u got it right dog//
but you got it wrong dog//
u alredy kno so jus listen to this song//
Yeeaa who the triller ask ur crew//
they seen a thriller hea too//
When Im passing through ridin through//
and Im hittin like Hitler dude//
but like a sniper on a hill//
i can kill on my own will//
and its real 3 times trill//
feel the shiver quiver and thrill//
It gonna be a tragedy
have u fellin ragedy//
why u mad at me(HOLD UP)
Im a thug and im glad to be//
Cuz in RDU thugs fill *****z wit lead and get em fatter//
But to me only soft bitches use guns and daggers for every matter//
Thinkin they gettin stronger by being a popper or clapper//
Only thing changin is they style get wacker,and they loosin they swagger//
Obliteration is wat takin place no hesation//
If you dont get in ya place it is devastation//
Cuz im levatatin and flyin it is elavation//
They try to knock me to the boo, I got em wit Penatration//


Holla Ill keep um coming

[BLOC]

A lot of you know, what its like to be at that spot in your flow;
Your thoughts in control, everything taught you just let it go;
So you stop and you listen, crop it and trim it its got to be finished;
thoughts are spinning so don't zone out or it'll be lost in a minute;
Your the boss of ya business don't ever get caught stopped or diminished;
if you rock then you win it if not then you improve to do some damage;
Whatever the plan is no one man can manage its hard to understand it;
We need crews with views beside our own 'cause it ain't all inside our dome;
You can't win with hype alone you need the skills to fight and own;
So leave the pride at home your not trying to write a throne;
We all make mistakes but its the corrections that take their place;
For the record I used stare and rate my own shit as fair and great;
But for whoever was there to say 'it ain't good' I say thanks...
FirstVerse^^

Remember ya flows-a-art, so keep-it-tight-knit and sewn-to-start;
You can own-and-star, but see-shit-right-kids so ya don't go-and-starve;
Be known-to-spark-lines and hold-it-hard-with-rhymes, that are bold-smart-and-timed;
Like a sniper hold-ya-sights and only and shoot when you know-its-right;
control-the-mic maintain ya grip and let loose that goal-in-life;
So-I-write and present-this with sentences so cats can reminence;
Don't ever be content-with-it theres always something to change when-ya-spit;
If ya send-ya-ship off-to-sea theres the chance to be caught-with-a-leak;
Theres no stoppin-to-see like an infected leg you'll just have to chop-it-and-bleed;
Getting cocky-on-beats isn't tough and ain't worth getting popped-in-the-street;
Just keep lockin-with-keys and continue on with droppin-ya-heat;
Soon you'll be a legend like 'Pac - getting props-when-ya-speak;
second verse^^


"I OWN THIS THREAD"

[swich]

i spit shit poetical and hypothetical/
political like presidents, swich one is heavensent/
many cents to my name, i shoot for fame and remain untame/
graff life till i die is what i write next to my name/
i peel hundreds and u peel oranges/
lookin through my scope as i peel off foreign kids/
i was born for this, so show respect/
i got glitterin rocks hangin from myneck/
wrapped in platinum they burrie me/
not even the court system can jury me....

[BLOC]

Walkin thru the night, my breathin starts increasin//
I think im hearin footsteps, i think somebody creepin//
Walk a lil faster, eyes is wide, i cant get caught sleepin//
Lookin over my shoulder, once an then twice//
Man i think im trippin, its just another normal night//
I swear i hear someone, man somethin aint right//
Outta nowhere the cat grab me stickin out a kinfe//
Had it to my throught, man i couldnt even fight//
Took my 10 bucks, chain n knocked me out cold//
To think he did all that, n i was only 12 years old//

[BLOC]

Im High:)))


cegar cracks...i unwrap that green filled plastic bag
empty the tobacco...buddah fills that mango blunt wrap
roll, lick, and twist is the way to approach paradise
puff the magic dragon till smoke from my head gases the lice
till my eyes turn bloodshot and teary like a Piru
catch this metaphor...i toke till my face turn blue
i smoke that Purple Haze,Green Spirit,Bom Mids
Blueberry Dro,White Rhino who cares if it deminishes kids
straight fiya breathes out of my dragons snout
not even Lil Wayne would be ab;e to put this fiya out

Mango's ya flava, hell i sava peach cigars//
So save a peach cigar, so i can smoke it hard//
But only when you empty out all that nasty tar tobbacco//
I only smoke the finest dank, the greenest green//
Got bigga buds than mutha fuckin 420 magazine//
Pounds n pounds, that's how i get down, only big hits//
I don't clown aroun' with X or yay or any of that gay shit//



THC, to me, means That Hydro Chronic//
So hide yo chronic, befor i smoke yo chronic, cuz i adore it//
Like the cookie monsta ill be poppin outa trash cans for it//
Love the shit so much, my lips are blistered and burned//
Cuz i smoke past the roach, yeah my mouth is real concerned//
Such that green is natural, and birthed strait from mother earth//
I buy strait from sampson, dog you don't wanna know what that's worth//
But down south, i done learned that you can never have to much//
You know the rule: puff puff, and then you better pass that dutch//

[ZED$]

Yo, Im a cracka smacka. I kill white people like there's no tommorow, you can drown in your own sorrow. Bitch *****.

[Slushi]

whack ^

[BLOC]

Wurd u want some realy rymes read mine above^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^



Yo, Im a cracka smacka. I kill white people like there's no tommorow, you can drown in your own sorrow. Bitch *****.

^^^
ZED$



Going in my sig

[Head_Bussa]

Yo, Im a cracka smacka. I kill white people like there's no tommorow, you can drown in your own sorrow. Bitch *****.

thats wack man
ur not black either r ya bud...real rhymes come from me, bloc, swich, clockwork, Feliks, Tylerdurden balh blah blag

[swich]

i smoke blunts like tony montanna sniff the ya-yo/
my enimies despise me but r' to scared to say so/
when ya see me ride by duck down and lay low/
cuz i spit lead thatll re-arange ya face like playdough/
swich one's a don..a rebel of the underground/
if ya here the system bumpin then its likely that ill come around/
im known to light fires just to see a ***** burn/
runnin from the police on the freeway , watch me swerve/
im lyrically enhanced, a freestylin maniac/
but back in elementary the kids called me brainiak/
extensive verbal skills provide verses that kill/
still i got homicide on my mind as i watch the blood spill/
poppin pills wasnt healthy, but can ya blame a lunatic?/
man i gotta go cuz this flow...my cell call just ruined it....

[-=AgA=-TrAnCe]

very nice...

[Head_Bussa]

^^Agreed^^

[Head_Bussa]

Pot heads and high school dropouts
Little girlz wit there stomachs popped out
I seen it all
*****z stretched out by tha corner store
Feenin for more
and im still tryna get a deal on tha side
Battle bitches outside in front of kentucky fried
cuz Alot of *****z wanna see me shine
But i still got tha lanes laggin behind
Hatin on mine itz nothin
Imma get to tha top regardless
and i gotta thank the lil *****z that think im the hardest

[Head_Bussa]

I was raised in the gutter
living in a house the size of a carbboard box
if u go tho ma fridge all u see iz bread n butta
and instead of steak knives we used box cuttaz
taught how to stand my ground
and i was all ways in and outta town
come back and leave in a flash
but u cant hate
i was gettin ciz-ash
and i did it fast
cuz i knew tha cops was on ma ass
buh then i got caught wit ma dope
ma moms was so mad she cudn't cope
so she slit her wrist
Damn i always knew she couln't handle this bullshit
so i turned the otha way
and quit the haze...
5 years later now im rappin
spendin 6 hours in the booth wit ma lips flappin
needin fresh air cuz now im hackin
but i dont stop
cuz i know im that hot
ma best friend's a pen and his brother is a pad
i can take the the two and begin to jot-
Down notes about *****z gettin shot
My flows is not to be fucked with
Send the word out
To them fake *****s that you run with
cuz I'm here now
Bitches in trouble I spit fire
and i finna to bust off
Like kanye spittin through the wire

[swich]

u can find me in a drop with no top/
takin shots at the cops or sellin rocks on the block/
i got a mic that helps me rock on the block/
and shoks on the drop top i stole str8 offa my block/
a button up on the dash reveals a campartment of cash/
i keep my stash of hash stashed right with my cash/
im wanted in 10 states, for being intoxicated in 10 states/
state of mind, state of body, and state of soul are a few/
some of these *****s need to be like blue and get a clue/
graffitis wut i drew at an early age/
instead of just paint now i let my simi spray/
ill blast all ya men away, ya big but in a mini way/
i get honeys in a winnie way....

[Frantastic]

damn swich, i swear that sounds familiar..like some old wu tang, or mf doom, iono man..i'm not saying you're biting though..whatever

Step up to Frantastic, you must be a dumb-man/
I spit so "dangerous" my whole tongue needs a "stuntman"/
So run man, I'll leave you dumbfound, run now/
I'll treat you like US planes over afghanistan=gunned down/
You can't "handle this" you're "wrestling a cloud"/
Rockin' this sound, throwin' the pope in a moshpit, the way i'm blessin' the crowd/
Round after round fully equipped with writtens, I turn these cats to kittens/
You couldn't "scratch my surface" like you were "boxing with mittens"/ :o

hahaha, i'm bored. bleh

[swich]

Originally posted by Frantastic@Jul 10 2006, 01:40 PM
damn swich, i swear that sounds familiar..like some old wu tang, or mf doom, iono man..i'm not saying you're biting though..whatever


nah its not bitten....and ive never listned to much wutang and never mf doom....so its just similar stylez i guess.....

by the way...nice stuff, i like that style fran.

[Frantastic]

yeah, i guess it was just a line that sounded familiar in my head..but yeah, thanks.

[swich]

anyone wanna have a friendly battle?

[swich]

a known vandal that hold handles of wood grain/
days of community service, wishin that it would rain/
my whip need councilin cuz the doors are suicide/
hard to sleep cuz *****s plottin my demise/
i ike my meat like US wrestlin cuz i eat it RAW/
my ride must be tipsy, cuz im watchin the screens fall/
raised on street ball, meaning on the streets u need balls/
my diamonds like a noose...cuz they on the neck/
watch me blast my tech and show these hoes to show respect...

[that_guy]

yo ill kill u so fast like i dont even care
fuckin bitch get out the shower, and go dry your hair(ooooooh!)
i dont know why your scared
of a guy like this
try my fist on your belly then youll fry my fish
got gonorea? it dont matter i still wanna see ya
wish i wasnt so fuckin illitereate id give you an example of onimonipea
that was a god idea
i gotta sear
this differently
i wish ud see
myserys deiffrently
magicians be kissin me
kiss the scacred stishnpee
at least i can say i aint stopped typin yet wont start fightein yet i like my dick
why must i get burned
chug water fromn a wet urn
step aside cuz its the vets turn
to feel ur fuckin kittys nipples strange bowel movements yo i got a shit full
whats happened to me feel like druck sailor , rappin for free
sad but its me what the hell is this for a use of time
is this sad excuse for news my something like an abuse uf time
who gives a shit dude
i could still fuckin rip you
fake gankster style who do you think you are
who do you who do you whou do you think you are
scarred by far
yar my car is out of glass ima go shout sourkraut my ass

beat that shit dickface, battles on

[swich]

that guy, they should call u "wak guy"/
fist bloody , ill leave ya with a black eye/
two knucks to tha jaw will make ya fall/
impersinating an mc should be breakin the law/
be like "napolion" and get sum skills if ya battlin swich/
cuz its really "dynamite", this shit i spit/
im like an interntet porn hunter cuz im loadin the clip/
and i keep a tight grip as i let my load spit/
dont sweat the loss bro, but just to let you know/
my effort for this battle was well below zero....

[that_guy]

edit: nvrmind i didn't like my verse swich if u must see it i saved it on notepad i can pm you

[Frantastic]

let me vote on this shit..how many rounds y'all going?

[swich]

2.and go ahead

[that_guy]

alright, same verse as before. i admit i kinda took some time on this one, first one was non-stop typing though

swich man, sometimes u seem so wrong i don't know where to start
fist off maybe you should boost your efforts and repair your heart
low efforts thats what people do when they think their best isnt good enough
when someone told you to stand up and sit u shoulda understood and stuff
this rappin stuff was bred in me
from listenin to my friends exchange rhymes repetetively
but it could never be me
i fuckin hate battling
makes me feel like a fuckin snake rattling
prey on the weak
and stay on the sneak
every day of the week
i HOPE your effort was lower cuz kid your skills dropped
don't make me play the villain, beat you and rob you like an ill cop

i'd prefer a nicer role
but i gotta do this, its what came up when the dice was rolled.

[Feliks]

im in for a friendy battle, swich.

[swich]

aight feliks....how many rounds do u wanna go at 15 bars each

[swich]

i was raised to beat *****s like "that guy" with out tryin/
i leave that punk like steve wonder cock-eyein/
your a joke son, stop tryin/
when this guy spit he gots the whole block crying/
never have i heard verses that worsoned with each blink/
ive seen better punch lines at partys waitin for drinks/
i hope ya spit ink better than ya rhymin it/
i believe ya claims like a window shopper....not buyin it
i might have a lot less bars than you/
but i win by sheer skill....kid im just better than you...

[Frantastic]

Originally posted by swich@Jul 11 2006, 04:40 PM
aight feliks....how many rounds do u wanna go at 15 bars each
damn man..15 bars? that's a lot. that's like 30 lines, whatever. more action to read.

[Frantastic]

Originally posted by swich@Jul 11 2006, 04:59 PM
i was raised to beat *****s like "that guy" with out tryin/
i leave that punk like steve wonder cock-eyein/
your a joke son, stop tryin/
when this guy spit he gots the whole block crying/
never have i heard verses that worsoned with each blink/
ive seen better punch lines at partys waitin for drinks/
i hope ya spit ink better than ya rhymin it/
i believe ya claims like a window shopper....not buyin it
i might have a lot less bars than you/
but i win by sheer skill....kid im just better than you...
never have i heard verses that worsoned with each blink/
ive seen better punch lines at partys waitin for drinks/

i hope ya spit ink better than ya rhymin it/
i believe ya claims like a window shopper....not buyin it

^nice shit man^

[Feliks]

15 bars...you mean stanzas right?
thats fine with me. Im up for it...Id say we should do 3 rounds....or do you wanna go more? :P
edit, i give you honors to begin...like the rules say, bark first spit first. :)

[swich]

ok ....lets just make it as long as u think it needs to be...no limit, and 3 rounds is fine...
ok ill go first in a lil bit

[Feliks]

well make the freestyle thread where its at after this, bring it back like snap, here we go again, here we go again
New wave and spit rays of evolution, revolutionize this institution, bs nation recognize and realize new stars on the rise wont compromise this thread...hehe warm UP!

[swich]

feliks, i hope ya E-cuipped with more than cheap shit/
cus what im known to spit is deep shit/
ill leave ya "weak" like "sunday thru friday"/
think of today as ya "get ready to die day"/
i kill competition swiftly as heart conditions/
and have ya shakin like plaque facin dental technicians/
forget intermissions, no time to rest/
ill leave ya like 50 cent with a bullet in ya vest/
i bet ya recieve more balls than a foot ball player/
i spit shit so "sick" youll be "throwin up" more than a graffiti sprayer/
known as a MC slayer, so make like a church kid and say ya prayers/

[ARKA]

Im just that ruff I don’t pout like a stupid spoilt brat//
Instead I spoil rats with a bat and a black cap//
Aussie styles fresh from my mouth to ya speaka//
And While ya getting weaker, im out buyin new sneakas//
This is how it is, I preach the lyrics my mind reads//
while ya mum screams “shut the fuck up mark, u suk dick!�//
You can neva match me, your styles just like a wack beat//
You ask for some more, you’ll just getcha arse beat//
Im like a rash, get me angry and I spread//
Until ive stolen all your cash and your missing some threads

:lol:

[jinx671]

damn what happened??

[ARKA]

heres a continuation, reminder im just starting this shit so im a bit off..

ARKA -

Im just that ruff I don’t pout like a stupid spoilt brat//
Instead I spoil rats with my bat and a black cap//
Aussie styles fresh from my mouth to ya speaka//
And While ya getting weaker, im out buyin sneakas//
This is how it is, I preach the lyrics my mind reads//
while ya mum screams take out the garbage – your fat shit!//
You can neva match me, your styles just like a wack beat//
You ask for some more, but you’ll just getcha arse beat//
Im like a rash, get me angry and I spread//
Until ive stolen all your cash and your missing some threads//
How am i? Well lets see – Could I steal ya shoes?//
You haven’t got a clue – some say im impatient too//
You got an issue? Go blog it with your myspace crew//
Im just that something, that’s hard to beat//
Not like axwell, I tend to be too fucking sleek//
My mind patterns an epidemic//
The casualties increase, infecting millions//
Now all they need is a deep beat//
Or deep heat, relax from the aroma your mind reads//
Instead of spittin shit you think my talents absurd...

[NOMX]

my raps give ur girl a yeast infection..... yea i dunno

[DR FORCE]

Originally posted by NOMX@Jul 13 2006, 05:41 AM
my raps give ur girl a yeast infection..... yea i dunno
Can i rap in DUTCH ?

---------------------
Ja u moeder is een hoer !!
------------------------

[Feliks]

Originally posted by swich@Jul 12 2006, 05:17 PM
feliks, i hope ya E-cuipped with more than cheap shit/
cus what im known to spit is deep shit/
ill leave ya "weak" like "sunday thru friday"/
think of today as ya "get ready to die day"/
i kill competition swiftly as heart conditions/
and have ya shakin like plaque facin dental technicians/
forget intermissions, no time to rest/
ill leave ya like 50 cent with a bullet in ya vest/
i bet ya recieve more balls than a foot ball player/
i spit shit so "sick" youll be "throwin up" more than a graffiti sprayer/
known as a MC slayer, so make like a church kid and say ya prayers/
This feline dont pray, son, she equipped with nine lives
backstabbed by the devil, and the lord said "DE-nied"
You say you the slayer nah, shit
your spray aint nothing but just spit
cant "swich" this like i did
watch as i flow verbally blow your mind
rewind through time when you was a kid only 9
sitting watching me on tv wishin you had rhymes like mine
now ur grown up still wishing you were me
cant blame you son Im the one true king
spit rhymes like i shoot nines, never miss
never mess with this ms. thats my advice
when this cats on the prowl, watch your neck
or youll end up like the rest of em little white mice
you make a good dish, expensive but tasteless
ill leave you to the bitches

[Mse]

3 seconds till shit starts feliks is still running
metaphors at her back, the sun aint shining
feliks could chase dogs and attack bears
she fears intelligence in the form of a weapon
thats why she hides behind a mask of haughtiness
but the cat within claws at her face
2 seconds till shit hits the fan
explosive lyrics slap her up like and abusive husband
attributing the bruises on her brain to a tumor
cancerous diseases like that make me laugh, sadistic humor
feliks thinks she's on the prowl
but her roar sounds like a meow
1 second till i explode
an stop the flow of words like a prostate stops the flow of urine
energy stems from my brain like that shits a turbine
its coming nearer
she's screaming but no one will hear her
i do though she wants a saviour, she wants a hero
too late the time has come, zero
(gunshot and i drop dead :) )


by the way, leave me alone :(

[**MATEO**]

One, two, three,
I've got a bandaid on me knee,
I fell of the slide,
I also lost some pride.

Where the hell is my dinner?

[Jugga]

this is called PCP










People causing problems,
Population control personnel pummel columns,
Plenty planes crashing- people panic,
Cannons pulled properly cancels philosophical prophecies,
Castrates physical properties,
Cretins ponder preponderance,
Cycles- pills popping cause pestilence prevention,
Co-creator’s prayer’s presence condescending,
Processes polished,
Condensed partisan puritan,
Certain parties perpetrate,
Cats plummet perpetually,
Can’t professionally play cool personally pussy character,
Prisoner person crucified portrays pillaging carpenter,
Pistons pumping repetitive,
People parting competitive,
Perfectly painted canvases pistols protect creativeness,
Paramedics physical colonoscopy poking prostates,
Colostomy pouch poop concentrates,
proud potty conglomerates,
Pretty pixels condensed,
Perfectly perceived colors,
Perfect pose conceived,
Powerful, poised cover,
Pacifist, psycho, civil,
Primitive punks crippled,
persistance,
PCP, the greatest drug in existance.

[Feliks]

Originally posted by Mse@Jul 13 2006, 07:41 PM
3 seconds till shit starts feliks is still running
metaphors at her back, the sun aint shining
feliks could chase dogs and attack bears
she fears intelligence in the form of a weapon
thats why she hides behind a mask of haughtiness
but the cat within claws at her face
2 seconds till shit hits the fan
explosive lyrics slap her up like and abusive husband
attributing the bruises on her brain to a tumor
cancerous diseases like that make me laugh, sadistic humor
feliks thinks she's on the prowl
but her roar sounds like a meow
1 second till i explode
an stop the flow of words like a prostate stops the flow of urine
energy stems from my brain like that shits a turbine
its coming nearer
she's screaming but no one will hear her
i do though she wants a saviour, she wants a hero
too late the time has come, zero
(gunshot and i drop dead :) )


by the way, leave me alone :(
who are you to spit shit like this
this feline is king cant deny this
even drunk she ruins you watch this
metaphors aint nothing if she cant run this
alright so shes running from intelligence
cant beat the fact that she feigning it
I tell you shes one in a million
men bow before me like 12 in a dozen
deeper than nas while hes rappin
ill rape you like your gay husband
watch me flow systematically
one by one as you fall before me
I dont take shitlike your used toilet
your explosive lyrics aint nothing but 2 bits
in my bullet proof vest
this i confess i must fress to impress
and protect like the rest of them famous lyrycists
dont stick your nose in this
its between me and swich

[swich]

Originally posted by Feliks@Jul 13 2006, 06:23 AM

This feline dont pray, son, she equipped with nine lives
backstabbed by the devil, and the lord said "DE-nied"
You say you the slayer nah,Â* shit
your spray aint nothing butÂ* just spit
cant "swich" this like i did
watch as i flow verbally blow your mind
rewind through time when you was a kid only 9
sitting watching me on tv wishin you had rhymes like mine
now ur grown up still wishing you were me
cant blame you son Im the one true king
spit rhymes like i shoot nines, never miss
never mess with this ms. thats my advice
when this cats on the prowl, watch your neck
or youll end up like the rest of em little white mice
you make a good dish, expensive but tasteless
ill leave you to the bitches
you say ull verbaly blow my mind?/
the only thing u blow is what rams ya from behind/
when i was 9 i was a legend and u werent even signed/
the only TV where ur face was seen, was on a show called cops runnin from the PD/
so listne kitty i leave ya up a tree clinging to bark/
cuz aint no kitten that can silence this dogs bark/
i was fresh from the start , u still need work/
i launch rhmes like rockets and hit ya where it hurts/
my flows are D-sert to ya ears/
a ms. cant be a king my dear/
ask ya peers, they know my name/
cuz swich one has B-come the meaning of fame/
they should call u a cat burglar cuz all ya shit is bitten/
stealin rhymes aint the way to get recognition, my kitten/
sorry to put you in this akward position/
but its easy to see...a kitty like you, cant compete with a KAT like me...

[Feliks]

Originally posted by swich+Jul 13 2006, 09:29 PM--></div><table border='0' align='center' width='95%' cellpadding='3' cellspacing='1'><tr><td>QUOTE (swich @ Jul 13 2006, 09:29 PM)</td></tr><tr><td id='QUOTE'> <!--QuoteBegin-Feliks@Jul 13 2006, 06:23 AM

This feline dont pray, son, she equipped with nine lives
backstabbed by the devil, and the lord said "DE-nied"
You say you the slayer nah,Â* shit
your spray aint nothing butÂ* just spit
cant "swich" this like i did
watch as i flow verbally blow your mind
rewind through time when you was a kid only 9
sitting watching me on tv wishin you had rhymes like mine
now ur grown up still wishing you were me
cant blame you son Im the one true king
spit rhymes like i shoot nines, never miss
never mess with this ms. thats my advice
when this cats on the prowl, watch your neck
or youll end up like the rest of em little white mice
you make a good dish, expensive but tasteless
ill leave you to the bitches
you say ull verbaly blow my mind?/
the only thing u blow is what rams ya from behind/
when i was 9 i was a legend and u werent even signed/
the only TV where ur face was seen, was on a show called cops runnin from the PD/
so listne kitty i leave ya up a tree clinging to bark/
cuz aint no kitten that can silence this dogs bark/
i was fresh from the start , u still need work/
i launch rhmes like rockets and hit ya where it hurts/
my flows are D-sert to ya ears/
a ms. cant be a king my dear/
ask ya peers, they know my name/
cuz swich one has B-come the meaning of fame/
they should call u a cat burglar cuz all ya shit is bitten/
stealin rhymes aint the way to get recognition, my kitten/
sorry to put you in this akward position/
but its easy to see...a kitty like you, cant compete with a KAT like me... [/b][/quote]
I aint no kitty you can plainly see
Im deeper than you will ever be
why? ive experienced more than youll ever see
I live the streets like a homeles
staring at shoes like the were dishes
cant beat the way i live
been through too much to say im naive
and thats why im known
cuz im everywhere
this shit i spit is real, beware
I run from PD cuz they know im notorious
but they cant catch me
i got hookups like sirus
this miss aint no be king but shes queen thats for sure
bow down before your majesty shes pure
real rhymes no fake nines
like that toy gun you snipin
wish you were me with the big boys
you sightin
youre nothing but baby to me
go back to your crib and play hide and seek
while i chill with the kings and party all night
and during the day its business until night
I got no time for a wee punk like you
who thinks he can spit like biggy and mf doom
dream all you want boy
its all you can do,
so leave real rhymin to those who can do.

[swich]

Originally posted by Feliks@Jul 13 2006, 08:46 PM
I aint no kitty you can plainly see
Im deeper than you will ever be
why? ive experienced more than youll ever see
I live the streets like a homeles
staring at shoes like they were dishes
cant beat the way i live
been through too much to say im naive
and thats why im known
cuz im everywhere
this shit i spit is real, beware
I run from PD cuz they know im notorious
but they cant catch me
i got hookups like sirus
this miss aint no be king but shes queen thats for sure
bow down before your majesty shes pure
real rhymes no fake nines
like that toy gun you snipin
wish you were me with the big boys
you sightin
youre nothing but baby to me
go back to your crib and play hide and seek
while i chill with the kings and party all night
and during the day its business until night
I got no time for a wee punk like you
who thinks he can spit like biggy and mf doom
dream all you want boy
its all you can do,
so leave real rhymin to those who can do.
feliks ya cant beat the ambition of a true spitter/
im threw with u, so go play in ya kitty litter/
i bet you got litters of critters, in ya nasty bush/
stick to what ya good at in bed....push,thrust,push/
this king has resigned your position as queen/
i sentence u to death for the impersination of a true MC/
and of course i cant beat the way u live/
cuz u live to beat the meat of multiple men/
go head and purr while ya can ms.kitty/
but, im sorry to say ya rhymes are shitty/
your 9 lives are done once this battle is finished/
ill leave ya in the next life with ya ego deminished/
this cat couldnt get my tounge/
im still sittin here spittin with this kitten for fun....

[Feliks]

lol, aight
i admit defeat until next time i aint drunk
and can spit right
hail the victor. lol im through. WAY too wasted.
it was fun, maybe tomorrow

[Jugga]

I beat you too.

[Feliks]

I don't think so, bitch.

[Jugga]

haha.

[StoopKid]

yo i'm leet and i be pwning
when i shoot misslez they b honing
i'm like will smith
dang he's soo fresh
he'z black and has bad breath


my brEAstz are DEEZ and your teeth are wa55555555ilar

[Feliks]

your face is disgusting. as are your lyrics, Stupid. I mean, *stoopkid.
youre killing this thread.

[jinx671]

ill do a quickie bfor i split..
break it down with tha.. 3..2..1..*poof*
i won..
gotta go thats it.. :P

[BeeOne234...]

Originally posted by M0St----->.@Jul 6 2006, 12:42 PM

Fukin awesome bee i loved reading dat
Thank you!!!!

They got some good stuff in the last few pages...i enjoyed reading some, and others got the gasface....it's strange how people can rap forever it seems and have NOTHING to say....just words that rhyme...but make no sence...
hmm...

[Feliks]

i hope you enjoyed reading some of mine?

[TheBNecrius]

im a gangster ima strait up g, the gangster life is the life for me.
just kiddin

[leftside]

you been described as prepackaged
inelastic, can't flex ur rhymes that's some whack shit
hit the shadows and lay a trap bit
launch your nuclear capabilities at me but i inhale it
*cough* that was a good hit man
glad u didnt waste it on the likes of afghanistan
these taxdollars money gets alotted rather funny
destroyin societies instead of facilitatin to shape them
that's why we stop hatred with the rhymes we bakin
freebasin our minds past the muddled puddle u may think of
multiply our velocities with verbal atrocities
unique to mankind our vector-based philosophy

[jez]

From now on I will be speaking in tounges about trials and tribulations.
People come from all nations will embrace my creation of the words I spew forth.
They will chew and choke on the syllables my mind puts together with envy of noone.
Even the sun will shine down on the young ones running around with barefeet in the summertime old men sitting at the corner on buckets singing hot rhymes with their wrinkled skin telling storys of the bad times and the good

disgusting... like your yayo abuse.

[Jugga]

This one is called "Fishy Bitches"
hope you guys understand the metaphor I'm going for..
let me know what you think about it...
I'm thinking about using this one in a performance.
------



Catching this baitfish is mad easy for me,
You can call me master-baiter..
Go fishing by myself,
I’ll see you ‘bout a half an hour later..
Proves to be boring,
Still do it on the bi-daily..
Don’t dress to impress,
Fly-fish ain’t no fly ladies..
Need to get off that, though,
Need the trill of the fight..
Need to go to the pier where shallow water fish often bite at night..
Where you don’t really need to sacrifice much time..
The only hardware you need is a rod and a weak line..
They tug and pull but easy to bring to the surface..
Usually got big tails, colorful scales and matching purses..
The type of fish that you can’t take home to moms..
Tell her toss it on the skillet, she like,
“What the fuck you on?�
but, you like to have fun for the fuck of it,
fuck for the fun of it..
the type of fish you like the catch but cannot fall in love with it..
for that you got to go deep,
get yourself a nice boat not a hooptie..
rolling like that,
you probably won’t even snag yourself a groupie..
a groupie is a school fish,
they usually got power in numbers..
don’t roll solo like what you looking for,
cause they usually younger and dumber..
but you catch one you caught ‘em all,
and you’ll be piping like a plumber..
but they probably be slick and slip with your shit while you slumber..
deep sea-fishing is where its at,
where the fish ain’t half as dumb as they look..
they won’t even approach the bait if they don’t think its off of the hook..
so you need a tackle box full of tricks at your disposal in your arsenal..
jigs, lures, bait, chum,
anything that’s possible..
you get a whole lot of what you ain’t looking for before you get it though,
effects of a fish net…
but I really can’t say shit,
this ahab ain’t found his white whale,
I ain’t found the right bitch yet.

[Feliks]

i like it, but the concept it mainstream.

[Rane *DF* *HM*]

some hardcore rap shit...i dunno if any of yall will appreciate it, but oh well...





__________________________________________________ ______
jumping from building to building
police barricading the block
the sniper rifle is propped
on one shoulder, pop the head of a cop
everready with shots
until the medicals stop, ready or not
clever to dodge an unwanted response
i got seven on lock
and unintelligence by my foes adds simplicity to death
dilligently impress police, with six to your chest
resisting arrest...
by all means im brutal
situations are crucial,
sending you a clip you get a toothful.
police are baffled,
by the masses i battle
or rather i gather,
tortured after in my castle, cadavers
by the millions
tanks filled where i killed em
bullet slugs are drilled into their grills
and the blood that spills from
the children are real young, and the real ones,
i keep locked in steel drums,
the skin i peeled em and ate meals from.
dogs roam around and steal some
so to be fair I kill them, and hollow the body till it feels done.
expand the range of my sight, to triple my shots
let the blood drip on the block tight grip on the glock
you dont have the brain power, to think what i thought
bullets to your skull....i think you forgot
that im packin heavy metal and im not talkin bout rock
a 12 gauge in both hands, you get crippled and fought
smart minds like mine, make a little a lot
something as simple as darts in your veins till they rip from your heart
and i get away with nothing more than a parking ticket
police totally unaware the infamous marksman did it
it's a sharp decision on how i mark my victims
then i spark the witness, and if someone narcs, theyre finished
they dont notice me, even in close combat
with blades in both hands, sneak around and disarm cats
and theres little centrifical force when i make the mystical missles send into you
and if im caught its a miricle
and you know imma stay on the scene to splatter police
physical evidence is ac-tu-al-ly
one of the most factual things that can happen to me
and everyone's lackin the heat to attack on the street
cause you know i got a mac in the jeep,
and ill blast your ass back from in back of the seat
I got squads and factions with me
who would rob and stab when i need
and if i ask em to bleed
then they actually heed
any blasphemy gets em strapped to machines
i got dogs laughin at me
but when they actually see
all the straps that i bring,
they wont think to massacre me
it makes me laugh when i see
the fuzz passin at me
cause i got guns that could make the worst drug traffickers bleed.

one.

[swich]

i make ya drip red from ya head/
not blue, instead i have red on my head/
NY, caps and black timbs/
icey rims that spin outside the comfort inn/
i sleep under 3 feet of comfortable skins/
and grip fuckable skin as the lights begin to dim/
im gettin kinda graphic, but it still sounds fantastic/
insanity, i past it, im still livin drastic....

[Mse]

Poetic, furious, and utterly amazing
Dont believe me ill give you proof when i display steez
with a voice that isnt heard
im a mute deaf and blind to the world
metaphorically showing you what life really means
its like im socrates and your all platons at my knees
its multiplying legends mse does things
aristotel, spinoza, froyd, and democrates
no one can compare to socrasteez

by the way if i mispelt a name correct me i keep forgetting english

[leftside]

feelin a lot of that, rane.


i bust a flood thats dam breaking
a verbal torrent that u can't withstand, so take it
so advanced ur art forms foundation is shakin
structural bones breakin from the flow i'm precipitatin

face it ur washed up n wasted
weathered under the sun for too long
like a weak piece u'r overexposed n fading
u reached ur limit, lack style ur level's been gated

edited post-submit

[Feliks]

open your eyes, im not the idealist
I dont dream about fantasy, it became realistic
by power of mind, you can call me Divine
because words from my mouth are heavenly
Amen, say your prayers, when you step to me
stand aside, watch me wind up and bat cats
confused by contusions, and cracks where the head at
When you play, youre either with me or against me
my adivce is pick your teams, and choose wisely.

[Rane *DF* *HM*]

Originally posted by leftside@Jul 16 2006, 01:57 PM
feelin a lot of that, rane.


i bust a flood thats dam breaking
a verbal torrent that u can't withstand, so take it
so advanced ur art forms foundation is shakin
structural bones breakin from the flow i'm precipitatin

face it ur washed up n wasted
weathered under the sun for too long
like a weak piece u'r overexposed n fading
u reached ur limit, lack style ur level's been gated

edited post-submit
Thanks bro, that shit was tight

[biby]

ill kum thru hit ya whip up wit sum shells//
dat will throw ya v in tha air,quicker than pharrell//
i got ya wifey, hittin up ma cell//
talkin bout, "bibs i need dik, kum and give it 2 me well"//
listen,i pop mines reckless//
let a fake ***** tryda pop my neckless//
u'll see holes in tha side of ya droptop lexus//
and ill make ya whole block just drop like tetris//
ill have ya brains on ya dickeys,ya lungs on ya ones,and tha same 4 ya kidney//
listen dont fuk wit me//
my gun aim is way up there im se serious//
ill have u bleedin like a bitch on her period//
wen it comes 2 bitches i got major G home boi im tha man son//
i run more trains on virgins than richard branson//
put a bullet in ya nek,im from tha bx das my residence//
fuk timbs,im on air force ones like tha president//

[Feliks]

man that was awesome. If only you could spell.

[the 1 and only ...]

Money


Makin dollars, makin dimes, makin pennys for thought.
I got connections with the big bank selections.
Towers of the shit, givin me Powers and the Ritz.
Bouncin in my air forces 1s,
Trainers by the truck load, trainers by the tonne.


:blink: ;) ;) ;)

[swich]

ima shadow in the south/
without a shadow of a doubt/
ill have ya like kanye west, with my metal in ya mouth/
riskin my life, as im grippin the knife/
one slit to the neck will open ya nice/
i got my gat covered in ice, more than my wife/
youll see that bullet commin in the blackest of nights/
im outta sight, cuz im dodgen the scope/
i get more mouth and tounge than a bottle of scope/
man watch me as i toke, like an indian chiefe/
when it comes to the dro, im always ready to chiefe/
the city knows swich one is out harmin/
and i get more ass than a box full of charmin/
and got more charms for my chain than lucky charms/
no need for alarm cuz im bout to be done/
still i have my enimies starin down the barrel of my gun...

[Hektik-J]

Originally posted by the 1 and only ...@Jul 17 2006, 05:05 PM
Bouncin in my air forces 1s,
Trainers by the truck load, trainers by the tonne.

"therell be days when i catch you by yo J's
chump, best to act like forrest gump, best to ruuun"

cmoon man. bitin dizzee?? hes not even that good haha :lol:

[sibil juggalo]

this is gunna be horrible but i guess if anybody wants to help me out pm me

shes kinda cute and she likes my smile
thought this would be enough to keep her happy for awhile
shes kinda dumb in this tv show i feel another re run
when she smiles back at the sun
but hey lets do it for the kicks man
maybe soon theyll stop beating me with rocks and sticks man
maybe someday shell be mine and i
can hit rewind and repeat the same lines
that make me lose my mind
the same lines that make them flee
and upturn the land mines
that ive set
so i can purposely walk into
and pass through and put me back together with super glue
maybe someday you can be me and watch this same tv

[HeHe!707]

check it out home boys its ya boi from the west//
im puttin weaklings to rest put your skills 2 the test//
im the best face it chump//
or youll be facin the trunk by the bass and the pump//
slumped and if u get a drop of blood on my carpet//
thats a real quick way 2 get your body turned into a carcus//
this shit bogaz silly yall dont know the dilly//
yall small as tweetie while im doin it big like free willy//
but on the really u think u beatin me ***** what u smokin//
fuk around and find your body under a bridge somewhere in east oakland//
so keep hopein that i aint got the heat tokin//
i dunno even smoke but im always high kuz my *****z weeds poten//
belive me i can make a real emcee look bad//
imma take u to school so make sure u got your book bag//
u shook bad i can tell by how u writing//
and even if i loose the battle we can always result to fightin//
but man fuk dis shit im out this bitch//
its friday night mutha fuk i gotta go do some shit//

[Feliks]

Bump

just a general drop::

calm myself down thinking violent thoughts
Im sick of Verbier and da rich bitch hot shots

If you aint rich
You aint cool
It aint reserved
Go home

Fake smiles be worthwhile when you lookin fo free drinks and free smokes
Flash yo fake smile and make sure he aint broke
I cant stand the lack of genuine here
Everyone grins but they givin you the finger
You wont feel safe unless you was born hea

Everwhere you turn you got 5 in the back,
yeah might as well pack a nine
them bitches be itchin for free fights
each night
down at the club you walkin in
Gotta strut like you own it
cause if

you aint rich
You aint cool
It aint reserved
Go home.

Cuz if

If you aint rich
You aint cool
It aint reserved
Go home.

[ASEN]

I know you're sick of seein' this
tedious periods of lenience when i get delirious
i ain't a one trick pony, in fact im the miraculous rabbit grabber
and like seattle radio without frasier you lackin' grammar
primetime tv on Fox got me slappin' bladder
like Macguyver, non-violent ways to escape ya grip
redirect your darts with a ballpoint and a paper clip
they say knowin' is half the battle
you tell that to genius mc's who won't last to tattle
when they rap to babble, i'm like the malboro man smack the cattle
and get the herd ahead before the drought sets in
leave a cleft lip like you catchin your man on mom's left tit
he ain't in the right place at the right time
like atoms collide to form me with a face to fight crime
ain't enough room in this hall for the both of us
no draw, just me hidden from sight but throwin' coconuts
hardly hilarious punchlines
i'm seein' serious toolbox drop like it's lunchtime
still I gotta finish sometime

[NOMX]

this thread is so wack

[Feliks]

YOURE WAK!
go home.

[BeeOne234...]

hi miss kitten. meow.

[Feliks]

BEEEEEEE.

[Socrates]

pounding pounding
whats that sound-ing
im a thousand
pigeons and clouds-n
flying cows

[@!Ck$]

im from tha S. O. U. T. H. side of C.A
why they try to P. H?
G. A 2 tha N. G. S. T. A
so fuck them otha N. I. double G. A's
h8 tha po pos and kill the D. A
hang wit my cru
blue strangs in my shoes

im addicted 2 macken hos, tracks n flows
crenshaw blvd. back in 04
L.A's finest
L.A's behind us
gangstas
hoochies
esses
n honeys

lo los still hoppin
gangsta shit still droppin
crenshaw still poppin
gang signs throwin up
bodies still showin up an oh yea..
time bomb still blowin up biatch

L. A. C

[RFI. SPit]

I spark rhythm when I rhyme,
Which is, most of the time
I'll run around you in circles,
And drop a beat on a dime.


Ooooh!

I'm bored

[syrup2]

i do hella coke like it was still in style
im a grimy sick fuck whos plain out vile
i got no bounds and really no moral
except for when your girls giving me oral
i bomb this shit like the uni bomber
to talk to me fool its a muthafuckin honer

[that_guy]

fact: i'm mentally about to slice this man,
n i can start or end beef just like a rifle can
only frequent the nicest jams
n im known to get stoned offa priceless cran
damn. i think i bigged myself too much
wouldnt even thinka touchin the type of sluts you touch
plus ya crew sucks. i dont care whatchu threw up
my attitude to fags like you is somethin like ku klux.
jokin man. just been a couple days since i bin smokin, man
i like you kid, so dont make me moodswing
that stateofmind where i i either lose things or bruise things.
lose my tempr, tie ya face to a tree with some shoe string
so put your hands 'hind your head while i commence the loo-ting.

:)

[RFI. SPit]

Oh shiit son

[that_guy]

edit.

my thinking's kinda off right now.

somebody dis me.

[ASEN]

thats good. ill battle you soon.

[SoDamnFresh]

Your vocal chords can be used to,
help you chose who,
deserves to win (Yay!) and who deserves to lose too (Boo!),
I fuse a few,
or more styles to save monotony,
the beat has gotton me,
to use my voice box properly!
never sloppily,
the mic gets ripped apart like paper,
toys get 3rd degree burns, so hot theres nuttin left but vapour!
rape a silly bitch that tries to act all innocent and cry,
coz every man knows that every woman's imminently sly!

he he he, went abit west at the end? Freud!
lol

[Daubs]

man i will fuckin murder you...and that means im stoppin evil
cause the last time i saw S'Damn, he was fucking bombing people
cant hurt me, the fag'll be beggin for mercy when i scalder his dome
but how can he throw in the towel, when its all the clothing he owns
im a manchester lad whos frantic with raps, bruv dont be hating
cause im hard wheras UBISOFT.......like the gaming corporation
lazy fuck might maybe duck..flag for help cause dude is just wack
talkin of flags,i got more lines on him than the union jack
abusin this fag, straight up hurt ya til this fake fucks murdered
rounding cattle is the first time this bate cunt was even heard of
aint racist or nuthin but im takin this muffin, im the dark heartbreaker
n' i could snap his legs off and he still wouldnt reach half my status

OhMyDays

[SoDamnFresh]

ey yo, I move passed your flawed style, you fraud,
you get gored by the mic chord, leavin ya floored,
my sword strikes! leavin the likes of you mangled,
entangled up in summink that you cant handle!
I masicre any amature mic handler,
and make you get vexed quik like adam sandler!
I'm like the ryhme angler tryin to reel in the rhythm,
i feel your decision to reveal when you listen
to the A.M.B.E.R.M.C.
yes its mayhem, Daubs get charred and envy
is the day when you'll get scarred and empty,
all hollow! man, you cant spit you just swallow!
and follow the croud you get allowed at every opportunity,
I only roll with those who persue to be
the better man with a better plan,
gotta get a can of spraypaint,
put up a fresh tag then vacate!

he he he...

[PureSole]

APER the ***** with furious anger
Rip out ya guts with a coat hanger
Killing these snakes slow, motha fuckers lay low
My sound heard from the 5 boroughs to San Diego
Bump this tread? D'$iduurr if you say so...

[D'$iduurr..]

bump the thread so i can beat you up with my keyboard,
ill slice you two times from tuesday, hang ya' with a cord/
never to be ignored, i kill walls cuz im bored//
fresh colors, krylon an rusto, throw a throw just to show/
beatin 'em up with handstyles, ya'll aint shit just let it go

eh

[ShIfTeD]

yo this thread is crazy with some *****z that can get slazzy, wait hold up did i say slazzy? i meant straight up fuckin lazy never searchin for shit
get up off ya seat and get some sence in ya head
yeah goin off tamara to get my dontrell william dunks, gonna hit the mall and slap some fire out the fakes, only real boyz rock real shoes get back to the ghetto with ya fake ass shoes


i dont do this much :P

[Blix]

Hey im feelin sick
sick of you guys
sick of yor lies
sick of *****s talkin shit bout my size
sick the man wit his suit and ties
sick of u sayin one day ill serve you fries
sick of you talkin bout ur fake drug buys
ill be happy when ur lameass dies

[sketch3]

how can u use the word lameness,get a dictonery ,thats shamless,or a thesuruas cus ur iliteret rap bores us,naa man im jesting,im just testin ,the caibar of ur vo-cabulary,cus its scarey to think ,how intrecet and ilicet mine is wen urs is generic, my first try at rapiin

[NICCSACC]

time to jack a flow from myself
just to get off
call on the spirits of death to pull yo head off
do as thou wilt is the mantra that i speak on
ill leave you under 2 inches of dirt like a puerto rican
that huffs freon
i knew a kid named Leon that wanted to be a spaniard
got his ass beat on when he used to say a bad word
daddy was a drunk and mommy turned them tricks
i slaughtered my grandmother cuz she was a strubborn old bitch
said i wasnt shit but i knew she was wrong
turned out she was right so now im vegged out playin pong
with one hand on my dong
the other on an atari stick
my psychologist says im sick
red and blue lights got me shittin a brick
cuz im sittin on a grip stickin in a clip like tony montana
jew wanna go to war?
im backwoods like alabama

[wordzcantexpress]

OOOkay^^^^^^^^ that is some gay icp style shit. Umm you hate jews?

[sugarbomb]

@!Ck$ and Fresh, post some writtens... you got nice flow.

[NICCSACC]

Originally posted by wordzcantexpress@Sep 8 2006, 02:04 PM
OOOkay^^^^^^^^ that is some gay icp style shit. Umm you hate jews?
kid, i dont listen to icp so eat shit. id rip you a new hole rap-wise.
anyway, it was just a quick flow.

by the way, are you a jew?

[wordzcantexpress]

What if I was a jew? I'm not though.

[Avos]

Originally posted by NICCSACC@Sep 8 2006, 01:53 PM
time to jack a flow from myself
just to get off
call on the spirits of death to pull yo head off
do as thou wilt is the mantra that i speak on
ill leave you under 2 inches of dirt like a puerto rican
that huffs freon
i knew a kid named Leon that wanted to be a spaniard
got his ass beat on when he used to say a bad word
daddy was a drunk and mommy turned them tricks
i slaughtered my grandmother cuz she was a strubborn old bitch
said i wasnt shit but i knew she was wrong
turned out she was right so now im vegged out playin pong
with one hand on my dong
the other on an atari stick
my psychologist says im sick
red and blue lights got me shittin a brick
cuz im sittin on a grip stickin in a clip like tony montana
jew wanna go to war?
im backwoods like alabama
shit was wack

[Ceazer]

comin atchu like jizz
but your to young
to know what that is
a hero unsung
like 1983 ludacris


hardcore hahah

[sketch3]

avos said nissasc shit was wack,but i think he could get back on track,if u dissagree il cut u ,leave u bleedin like a himopheliac. no beef avos i just needed summit to ryme

[-MaCKiE-]

if anyone in this thread isnt wack get at me

[-MaCKiE-]

freestyle from earlier today


anger, hate which are you?

yo... see... real anger, its a mix of contorted emotions,
i neva look back - coz i can feel the daggers stabbin motion,
theres no syrum, no potion, i live fearin my own explosion,
the very notion of killing becomes endearin, i get delirious wit rage,
serious, commitin crazed - irashional crimes and one of these days,
itll land me in tha cage, but the passion youll find is miraculous,
ive grown respect for those who are murderous.. in anger i trust,
now hate wont you come debate with us?

hate is a power, hate decides the fate of lives by the hour, its cold,
it has absolute control, the pure hostility, takes over ya body n soul,
see hate gives me the ability to concentrate my mind ona design n capture it,
recreate my plan pschologically, can almost smell the burnt flesh, its that rapture shit,
ukno the feeling when someone slaps ya wrist, n u cud jus stab their kids,
thats how id describe it, its a feeling of dislike so strong that it demands action,
n at the end theres always satisfaction, wheter u strangle or split em lke fractions,
i hate when i cant be me, whats you biggest antipathy?

[sketch3]

nice but it seems like a writen,im dissin u its just its ethier a written or ur ealy good witch is probily the case,if it is freestyle u shud write a chourass and other verses,get it recorded and make a mixtape.but i wouldnt take advice from a 15 year old stoner if i was u

[sketch3]

i meant im NOT disin u ,i just left out the werd not lol im stoned

[Alchohlics_Anonymous]

Originally posted by Avos+Sep 10 2006, 12:49 AM--></div><table border='0' align='center' width='95%' cellpadding='3' cellspacing='1'><tr><td>QUOTE (Avos @ Sep 10 2006, 12:49 AM)</td></tr><tr><td id='QUOTE'> <!--QuoteBegin-NICCSACC@Sep 8 2006, 01:53 PM
time to jack a flow from myself
just to get off
call on the spirits of death to pull yo head off
do as thou wilt is the mantra that i speak on
ill leave you under 2 inches of dirt like a puerto rican
that huffs freon
i knew a kid named Leon that wanted to be a spaniard
got his ass beat on when he used to say a bad word
daddy was a drunk and mommy turned them tricks
i slaughtered my grandmother cuz she was a strubborn old bitch
said i wasnt shit but i knew she was wrong
turned out she was right so now im vegged out playin pong
with one hand on my dong
the other on an atari stick
my psychologist says im sick
red and blue lights got me shittin a brick
cuz im sittin on a grip stickin in a clip like tony montana
jew wanna go to war?
im backwoods like alabama
shit was wack [/b][/quote]
Hahah yes it was. Well put. ;)

[zink-dt..]

u think your 50...
your not worth 20 cent
i could go and loan u a pen a paper
and you can go work on the lines in your tent!
cause a tents all you have you dont have a home....
you cant even afford a fukin mobile fone!
so i neva sed i could spit but its worth a try
jus like wen i raped your mum and she screamed " i wish i could die"
i fuked her so hard... shes now with the angels that fly
the excuse why i did it was because is was high
your mum was quite good but you were much better...
but i dont like how u begged for sex of me in the long winded letter.
back to your trampishness and your gayness too.
coz everyone here knows your a twat all the through!




haha funny shit

[war terror]

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gqFcQqQKRDA

this guy made me piss my pants

[TalibKweli]

if you want to see some serious skills and powerful lines (sucks that its censored, but still)
Big Ace v Serius Jones (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-QsjcdKS-Nc&mode=related&search=)
this is part one of the 3 rounds...... dont forget to check out sudden death

''you get locked in the clink
your cell mate have you bent over the top of the sink
the guard walked passed he was so shocked he dropped his drink
he tried to pull his pants up talkin about wait its not what you think''

[TalibKweli]

Originally posted by -MaCKiE-@Sep 10 2006, 10:23 AM
if anyone in this thread isnt wack get at me
you think people gonna waste their time keystylin with you?
please, i can drop you with a mic LIVE
i dont need the net to prove i got skills

[swich]

fuck what ya herd, i spit shit absurd/
it boggles the mind and has ya flippin ya verbs/
swich risin up, some say thats irrelavent/
i keep my wallet packed with a lotta dead presidents/
some say that im heaven sent, but im only hell bound/
come around the block bumpin surround sound/
shit, i never found , the meaning of life/
so i end my life with the tip of my knife....

[-GEKS-]

emo bitch^













just kidding

[-MaCKiE-]

Originally posted by sketch3@Sep 10 2006, 12:24 PM
nice but it seems like a writen,im dissin u its just its ethier a written or ur ealy good witch is probily the case,if it is freestyle u shud write a chourass and other verses,get it recorded and make a mixtape.but i wouldnt take advice from a 15 year old stoner if i was u
how ukno im a 15 yo stoner?


n talib, u wanna rap battle? pm me, n if we do it shud be set on a real rap site cuz cats here wont know what they sayin...

[Tode]

yo yo yo i gotta fro stfu kid ill rip off ur elbow / i stab u in the face with my mechanical pencil and eat chicken livers out the back of my tempo!! werd ...... lmfao dam i think i nee another 40 hahaha

[OUTLAW DISKO]

^you're a faggot

[Tode]

blow me mr E-thug

[clockworkfuse]

take it from me your raps are boreing, you might as well record me sleeping, snoring

[Tode]

and u people are actualy that retarded to take it seriously??? wow get a fuggin life

[UMBlE]

Originally posted by war terror@Sep 11 2006, 01:57 PM
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gqFcQqQKRDA

this guy made me piss my pants
i like the sunglasses shitty made thing
that video just made my day
thnx war terror ;)

[sketch3]

yea that guy was fucking funny "i wanna lick her balls,gimme ur number il show u my lumber" LOL

[ASEN]

Originally posted by swich@Sep 13 2006, 12:52 PM
fuck what ya herd, i spit shit absurd/
it boggles the mind and has ya flippin ya verbs/
swich risin up, some say thats irrelavent/
i keep my wallet packed with a lotta dead presidents/
some say that im heaven sent, but im only hell bound/
come around the block bumpin surround sound/
shit, i never found , the meaning of life/
so i end my life with the tip of my knife....

Boggle the mind? please. this ain't no twilight zone
Only way you gettin' one-liners, is if you highlight poems
I know you thinkin ''shit, it sure seemed easy on paper''
But you can't talk, like mute kids usin' graffiti creator
Stupid kid, press play on Fruity Loop samples and shoot the shit
Gag n' tie this clown to a crucifix for better bazooka hits
On second thought, you should've shoved the knife all the way in
Cuz only way you servin' is behind desks at the holiday inn

[Alchohlics_Anonymous]

^Oh shit Asen! Dope.

[TalibKweli]

word ASEN spits some illllllllllllllllllll bars
keep it up ASEN

[ASEN]

Originally posted by Alchohlics_Anonymous@Sep 19 2006, 03:08 PM
^Oh shit Asen! Dope.
that made me laugh, my brother writes dope.

i'm always looking for a challenge

[swich]

Originally posted by ASEN+Sep 19 2006, 11:26 AM--></div><table border='0' align='center' width='95%' cellpadding='3' cellspacing='1'><tr><td>QUOTE (ASEN @ Sep 19 2006, 11:26 AM)</td></tr><tr><td id='QUOTE'> <!--QuoteBegin-swich@Sep 13 2006, 12:52 PM
fuck what ya herd, i spit shit absurd/
it boggles the mind and has ya flippin ya verbs/
swich risin up, some say thats irrelavent/
i keep my wallet packed with a lotta dead presidents/
some say that im heaven sent, but im only hell bound/
come around the block bumpin surround sound/
shit, i never found , the meaning of life/
so i end my life with the tip of my knife....

Boggle the mind? please. this ain't no twilight zone
Only way you gettin' one-liners, is if you highlight poems
I know you thinkin ''shit, it sure seemed easy on paper''
But you can't talk, like mute kids usin' graffiti creator
Stupid kid, press play on Fruity Loop samples and shoot the shit
Gag n' tie this clown to a crucifix for better bazooka hits
On second thought, you should've shoved the knife all the way in
Cuz only way you servin' is behind desks at the holiday inn [/b][/quote]
ok ok...
holiday inn is where ya get ya ass beat by big meat/
bent over so far your face is touchin ya feet/
ill empty a round in ya head from behind/
that shit'll give a new meaning to "blowin ya mind"/
wearin the trench in the summer and u know its bad intention/
ill make u bleed so much youll be president of the blood doner convention/
come over and ill state your conviction, dont be resistant/
i dub you the fag of mc rappers..oh my bad...that was your intention?...

[tare]

the kids to big for these little writer games
its graffiti the street is where i should see ur names
not on the internet u fukkin lames
walking in the phoenix sun and im playin with the heat
you *****s is brown nosin like u was a bicycle seat
fuck the bullshit ima bring the game to life
im talking get stabbed w/ a gun shot w/ a knife
if i cant get to you im going for ya wife
motherfucker im livin this shit in the street
the way i bust the heat will have u light on ur feet
might make ur heart skip a beat
by far im the hardest out
when u see me i stay with the heat like i was livin in a drought
and i know u sayin this young kids fire yeah without a doubt
when *****s make comparisons about the hustle im usually the 1 they talkin about

[Quadratic]

i like to eat dead babies
i think i might have rabies
every time i read yo shit
i almost get the scabies

this is the gayest thread
makes me wish i was dead
so i'll take a shit in your mouth
and shoot myself in the head


----
fags this shit is so gay lol

ok peace

[WolfBurrns]

Is that your mom in your sig? Word to your moms, yo.

[Quadratic]

yea she is fuckin hot, find a fold a fuck it playa, there enuf to go around

[swich]

i keep bricks in my closet of cocain/
go home and get high offa propane/
u think i go to clubs where ho's know my name/
nah, i sit alone in the dark and play video games/
some say im insane others say im suicidal/
i say i have the gift of turnin that into sumthin homicidal/
im past readin the bible it never did me no good/
stuck in the hood, so troubled cuz im mis-understood/
i drink beer and liquore quiker than all my peers/
i keep a razor in close distance so please dont stand near/
the only thing i fear is being alone with no hope/
keep my stash of dope beside my suicide rope/
these days its hard to cope so i keep smokin the best of fat blunts/
i dont need game to fuck hoes cuz i rape there lil ass-n-cunts/

[RFI. SPit]

Originally posted by swich@Sep 20 2006, 07:47 PM
i keep bricks in my closet of cocain/
go home and get high offa propane/
u think i go to clubs where ho's know my name/
nah, i sit alone in the dark and play video games/
some say im insane others say im suicidal/
i say i have the gift of turnin that into sumthin homicidal/
im past readin the bible it never did me no good/
stuck in the hood, so troubled cuz im mis-understood/
i drink beer and liquore quiker than all my peers/
i keep a razor in close distance so please dont stand near/
the only thing i fear is being alone with no hope/
keep my stash of dope beside my suicide rope/
these days its hard to cope so i keep smokin the best of fat blunts/
i dont need game to fuck hoes cuz i rape there lil ass-n-cunts/
This kid thinks he's some kind of hard-core gangster,
I've seen better grammar from a 12 yearold wangster.
ASEN hitting you with all kinds of dope rhymes,
I'm sure ya wish you had that skill half of the time.
The youngster thinks he's scary enough to rape,
Too bad he's just pulling out the barbies and duct tape.




Haha. No beef though, just having some fun...