a thread for me, myself, & I

[thatKid]

"Blood Water".. Even though I think I suck at these


dear God, why have you given me this body
my physical and mental built together shoddy
I believed in justice, that's why I busted spits
smoke to get relief, before and after I feel disses
you know the vibes don't feel right to me
so I fight on with shy songs success isn't likely
I feel the bark and bite circulating my thought
cry to sleep some days, but I mistake it for heart
if you think life's easy I'd pick your brain
cause I know I'm sick of pain
adopted with love for my mom, I ain't lie
but visuals ain't real right? the paint ain't dry
can't stand hate or pain so I act real shy
pain's one of those things I compromise
in order for me and my family to survive
don't wanna put down another so I act lazy
plus death's scary, hell's crying like a baby

[thatKid]

just a free style verse to "Feeling It" beat, from Jay Z's, Reasonable Doubt


don't get the young kids style, I think I lose
to be alone and prideful I think I choose
because in reality I don't really feel me
some days feeling drowned in the deep blue sea
I got nothing to live for no more Lord
I'm asking, why you make me want every yard
feeling like a tiny piece of humanity
looking for honesty, can't express it to my mommy
what the fuck is the purpose of life without truth
I can't rock the booth, yellow skinned too
I can't knock the street dwellers hustle
I only rap violently vibrantly like I'm in a tussle
but really I ain't the muscle of the family
sometimes I feel like spending dough and act fancy
buy an ounce to get it you know the high
but sometimes you got to look down like a sky
look at ya self like a mirror and ask your self
am I really happy living with what I dealt

[thatKid]

is this freeverse good enough to write down in the note book???????????

I'm the numero uno you know that Kid
smack like sniff so get back you bitch
you ain't play like this the pre-game
hand the dough over or you'll feel pain
I got sicker spits then ya clicks dart
richer then Midas you just a rich fart
poor the forty there's no wine with cheese
see I'm living the life that you dreams
you buy taco bell without toilet paper
my rhymes so heavy you can't hoist wasted words
I'm the most dangerous since y'all dead
lyrics so fresh its feeling rinse ya head
the pens mightier then the sword I swear
I got blades that'll belly kids up like carpets of bear
and I'm afriad you get the L in the dungeon
like I'm nice guy packing the best now we malfunction
I'mma pack your head with two slugs like Noah
and don't act pussy, but known as sir
the boss that shop where it cost, you buy you floss
record breaker like Randy Moss y'all at a loss
so don't approach again with stupid lines
another murder by stand up like Chapelle TV times


I like it..personally

[thatKid]

another quick written

I'mma mean killer and none of my fights fair
my dreams come to fruition, others call it a nightmare
enemies thoughts flat thinking in the box
see many I fought got bullets as pay backs
you thinking this that I just go split tracks
like when Dale Earnhardt hit the wall hard
I call it writers block but I never saw
that shit's like E.T. too me this be too easy
call me Weezy for weed, money don't please me
neither do L's, so I'mma quit the truth
call it bullshit like when you leave shit in the booth
kidding me dude, I'm one in a million like Waldo
see me on every front page for the smoke yo
pulling that fast shit calling me Man of Steel
pay the acts trouble left like dough I'mma fan of real
and y'all know the victor cause you left bitter
the underground extradonaire got you on twitter
runt of the litter you leaving with black and blues
smacking fruits getting my rhymes as a tattoo

[thatKid]

freestyle verse

you know I'm ill, the Hip-Hop epitomy
plus an L's catalyst ain't no skipping me
while you thinking life or death
I'm choosing from dough to hot to deaf
the sickest motherfucker like I'm raping
ain't no wasted verse, I got to be taping
hot fire converse through my brain wave
watching cowards cower from the pain I gave
never given a choice but wasn't cornered
in the grand scheme you wasn't thought of
truth be told I'm spitting facts
as I terrorize fakes splitting you with axe
too nice to compare but I got detention
you losing ya self, y'ou got protection
don't matter I smack ya like ho's pimp
splatter guts of rappers that sing
you ain't cool, look at me spit heat
victims well done, thats how I take my beef
dead serious emcee calling the church
you try and be fly but you balding already nerd
nobody like you, this kids one of a kind
not in a good way anyway, thats it I done this rhyme
numbing wisdom like learning what God is
after all this just know I got this

[thatKid]

I'm sick so go on put your gloves on
born with the wisdom, causing peers to deform
dumby's acting smart contradicting
but its all acting, bomb hits foes lacking
inf red type heat keep the money close to me
I'ma me type pleaser, ego bigger then galaxy's
enemy's behind try and jump me like Vince Carter
no defeating this author, on the creep like a stalker
pages I wrote through pain and tears
this how I know raps my hero trying to slay my fears
steering through the mist aka punk kids
slicing wrists I'm mad crazy like pussy's fits
so don't cross this, I'm not a fork in the road
death by choice is what I chose, beat up like yolk
choke artist you came to be known as bitch
God's my sole boss, but lost control like hypnotic
now I'm talking the talk running industry's
fuck the walk, call me Flash gunning for dummies
roasting emcee with my ways but it ain't sunny
tv rappers, you paying dollars for lunch meat
not a lie, suprised by the real like the Matrix
there's no payback like a sweatshop made this

[thatKid]

I was once part of the lost and found
looking at my heart at any cost now
you see the physical but missing the subject
a reject who protects one's self like bulletproof vest
I got more dough then most, but ready to fold
born in Seoul, raised East Coast, express joy in stories I told
I'm not player or a pimp, just act to feel it
but happiness avoiding me like I'm Satanic
see, truth be told I'm ignorant with these
so please don't pat on the back, I'm mad at G.O.D.
for using my thoughts against me like a rain's drought
my crops or my feelings on the road at a fork
to love or to hate, truth be told I'm gutless so hey
don't come with the heat like we in Santa's village
cause I'll pillage my own satisfaction
this a wrap, I'm not gonna write up a battle rap
I'm just stuck in a loop like a Nascar lap

[thatKid]

using magic to stop your tactic
I'm not Heaven sent, just hate I lack it
cause I try and be true and open minded
purpose for myself, was cussin as I try to find it
pleasure as we know it I never really did enjoy
it just feeds your mind filling egos, the Devils ploy
I'm not a yo yo, but there's strings that I can feel
if I die I hope it don't affect others for real
cause looking at myself I can sense it
I love my second mom, and I say it swinging for the fences
and I let self wisdom be the jewel
cause I ain't no fool, testing the waters like kids pool

[thatKid]

freestyle verse



I'ma proceed towards today's whack emcee's
call them out and proclaim them as an enemy
words carry no chemistry, action is what I do
like pulling the trigger to a gun outta the blue
killing all the sharks out for blood from wounds
bury them in flammable tombs, hear the booms
the pow's and the bangs from a comic book flick
you claim to aim I'm lame, just stop it bitch
you don't wanna tangle your words with mine
cause I smack like pimp or nose candy with absurd lines
too nice for the times, kids thinking I fly by
but not at a minimum wage job so fighting, why try
now get back, watch a king compete
basically I'm de-feating foes like blings on my feet
see how easy this is, I get down like a tantrum
then bring it back to where she belong like I'm handsome

[thatKid]

2 more freestyle verses

"Temptation"

mind producing vivid visions like an oasis
writing about dilemmas I face on white pages
may sound like a story about poor me
never felt desire through fires force see
I'd stay up late thinking about my condition
thoughts of hope sinking through my rendition
motivation never grabbed and smacked my face
afraid of thieves though, hand attached to mace
won't let me die in vain letting kids slur the name
fight temptation till I go insane, started sane
even as a old man I'll beat ya with a cane
see I'm not weak at the heart or the brain
I may need to cheat some, start in your lane
if you ain't cheating you ain't try
cheat social systems, no smile or even lie
so much to learn from deep down
like bottomless pits I'm going to feed the frown
till it turn even, I'm dead serious
keeping at the totem pole I'm too curious

"Hard Head"

fuck being nice, I ain't paying no tip
I'ma general while you portraying a bitch
you know I'm telling lies like wedding vows
captured in the moment I'm dreading yall kids now
wow crowds in a suit and tie, you'll lose and die
looking up down left and right like a loose eye
nobody equal to me I'm the king of the people
murder attempts feeble, try again like a sequal
evil intentions is at my core or the heart
looking gassed, I swear I saw a fart
if old man got a cane, I'm gonna rob and sell
weave and bob well, yall games weak like Modell's
this is no sweat, and yall stay ready to swallow
I borrow for keeps, got my own back like a shadow
too nice, one step behind enough to throw bombs
elbows for drama, and I got dough for ya moms
get deep into the family, down to the panties
like your lyrics I can tell your trashy
so ugly you gotta call the law like fags in church
and ain't no receit, no payback, I got bags of hurt
your the first to lose like your second to none
and I got no good in me, I'm wrecking a nun
looking slick cooking shit booking like bullets
plus this time you lose ya first like ya dick went limp

[thatKid]

just some quick whack shit

ayo check the beast
any bitch approach I'm wrecking his family
like who really gonna stop it
I'm like a snow ball, get bigger then Compton
you know its well known like NWA
and I'm mc king based on what kids say
I'll stomp heads like a melon
then clean house, I'ma felon
rolling right greenery close to the flame
shutting down lames flows like pain
my lyrics are nice
any foe I've ever battled bit like lice
yea, I'm a real head scratcher
staying on top of ya

[thatKid]

another quick typo

drifting is how my thoughts feel
came from nothing to this shit be real
I'm not expressing violence either
jail house pussy or dead dude I choose neither
just right now I feel this way
say what you want peace I'ma portray
might be a dork but I'ma live longer
thinking stronger climbing walls like Peter Parker
see very few things can stop me
fuck shit up to the extreme like rape see
I'm a little deranged too
blue in the face with some black looking like a tattoo
see now kids don't tell the truth when it matter
unless maybe it involve getting with who hotter

[thatKid]

(random verse- attempt at punches)
I run through with the force of a centipede
word strong as the bond with an enemy
punches wild enough to disarm swat
punks asking for more shit like they on santas lap
you know my shits to nice to get beat up
you a pup while I'm ya dog you little fuck
while you stuck like vulcrow I get large
now I get calls from the man in charge
asking for my signature like a k.o.
nothing technical, it ain't played though
come in all sorts of colors and shapes like playdoh
black and blues to bats and chains
wrapped around ya dome exposing ya brains
and you know with me you can't stay long
stepping on the same shit your brains on
you finally dead, thank you whoever
cause I always knew who was better

[thatKid]

some some quick shit, freestyle

one.. is the number given to me
sold my soul so I'm living free
giving beatings out to anyone
don't worry, many I won
now I'm stoked thinking about it
cause motherfucker I need a toothpick
to get rid of the rest of the waste
and you know I'm extreme my taste
here comes a plane, no a terror
ground breaking lyrics a ten outta ten like tremors

[thatKid]

get whack shit out the door
if you rich I'll make you poor
while poor kids go bye bye
lyrical dominance hard to get like shits shy
cause I'ma kid who writes rhymes
many enemies said I was petty like they crimes
but they ain't crazy enough
hands tied, no handcuffed
and I still leave a body dead inna alley
motherfucker ain't work out for me like Bally
so I had to drop the nuclear weapon
this generals rule never endin'