Official Freestyle Thread

[Bigot Hitman]

Everybody wanna elevate'in and shit, let me drop sumthin


Vomit comets of brain matter, i elevate wit the same ladder
With out of world talent, and violent manuvers, i leave the sane shattered
This word pitcher has slain batters, with erratic techniques
My vibe static sets streaks, leave emphatic bets weak
When compared to my offers, i shoot pairs like golfers
Sounds, i can't bear thats softer, so lungs, i tear from coughers
I stare like stalkers, to let others know i ain't fazed
On faces i paint mazes, of bruises, then shank fades
Amputate, my rhymes is heavy weight, for seven days
Change cars with chevy tape, can't change, my set in ways
Either get in, or stay, like slaves, i'm movin northward
Never going back, pull in foward, hideout in unions as i ruin earth's turf

[CherChezLaMarauder]

so called leaders networking my residual
promising empty miracles, its cynical
i flip scripts and debates
communicate great with sober mind or sippin aging grapes
tracks i make when crates is dug
i keeps a mean mug i cant help it
adversaries call it quits today's the pits
5 speed whips with the pedal to the metal
now ur saying hi when the beefs settled
a food for thought to the eager thats been brought
answers sought, ahhhh g2g

[CherChezLaMarauder]

im often hit with mixed intentions
so im sending undeciding saps to detention
not to mention i'm supportin ya like 8th sections
scooping up jaws from the kissed pavement
taking my slugs to the jewelers for engravements
tom dick and harry can catch the auto-matty
i'll bust a shot at your girl's fatty and ur moms flatty
im the 4 eyed bandit with a frostbite flow
laughing at that nigga with the tag on his bunion toe
fuck the fish scale where's that moist and warm tail
and if that diaper ass is frail im ready to bail
my darts are homebred im too nyce to be inspired
niggaz is seeking subpoenas just to keep my rhymes wired
i aint with the bloodclot lingo but im sure hell's a sire
try to peel off i'm hittin your tires, my aim's inhumane
excuses and apologies are dealt with total disdain
blue cross is flooded with claims ha!, i'm inflicting mass pain
homeage is paid to loved ones tagged on the walls
but what good are the balls if you dont live to see it all

[koncretegorilla]

The round-one bell-rung for 12 ounce punches/
referees instructed by the undercover judges.
To foul the wild nigga, the crowd pleasin' thrilla/
debutante feds couldnt stand fuckin Gorilla.
At the top of his game, wats my name, bitch you'll say it/
even if i break ya jaw you'll fucking say it.
Spray it on the walls in shopping malls then say its../
..the saviour of man woman and children in the matrix.
Craniums were caved in from close relations/
faces had the look "when's this shit gona end son!"
10 to 1 bet til the end son and then some/
odds were 10 bucks for 10 ton microscopics..
..torn sockets shocked the responsive audience knowledge/
judges sat frozen as i opened his bonnet kid.
10 rounds had passed, eleven was in the bag/
12 wounds had tumored the face wit snap jabs.
Flashy animated, most loved and hated/
sparred with the stars in the hidden chambers.
Trained with the famous, celebrities greatest/
had Mike Tyson and his wife as neighbors.(lol)

[Bigot Hitman]

My Intentions deadly, mind suspensions steady
Fly in bitches bellys, Rhymes as rich as jelly
Yo, I got the sickest meadly, on the verge of killin thee
Word, i'm spillin leaks, high frequently, birds be fellin me
Sly frequency, murders gettin deep, untouchable invisible
Combustable, its critical, bust a fold, in physicals, political criminal
Hook lines like hoes, books of crimes like those
Who chose, to took dimes and told, wisely the crooks hide they gold
Inside grows mold, it shows, through the white hairs on scalps
Like tears on couch, smart ones prepared with doubt
My niggas share the bout, final fronteir, yeah we here
Come in wit pairs of bears, on faces causin layers of fear
Consultant, the mayor is here, back from the dead again
Rap for the lead and sin, Trap for the bread and spend
Lost maps got the feds to grin, uncover my, riches why?
Cops, i know snitches lie, that why i make bitches die
This thought, i flick this by, corrupt mentals, i bus pencils
Closest i trust, meant to, gold reflections make me pluck dentals

[CherChezLaMarauder]

trying to outwit me is like chasing your tail
wanna see who i slayed just follow the blood trails
ive done shed and put ambitious opponents to bed
pleas been pled, needle's threaded and my words is wedded
stuttering pricks deaded, gassed heads beheaded
sick of ya dissertation rhymes, i'm catching z's here
flushing ya counterclockwise since we on the northern sphere
ya queers get pap-shmeared in the rear
crocodile tears from ya cowardly fears

[koncretegorilla]

The spears chucked by zulus, zoomed thru the branches/
harpooned and backstabbed the amateur rankers.
Slang became the national language/
amped anthems had rappers jammin' at higher standards.
The cash flow was pissy to start with/
charged a goat for a toke from Namibian harvests.
Yards had mad farmers scarred by the guerillas/
hilltops were filled with indigenous killahs.
Victims seemed to miss the shape-shifting lizards/
under the darkness of night they slithered.
Infiltrated base camps of enemy tribes/
where Masai chief warriors had already died.

[Lil' Ruger]

aiyo gear spik and span
raped by ur uncle dan
he wanted you like uncle tom
word to ya mom
still rock the black power wu black sand devilles
on the real i dont wanna bring the steel
competition russian rouillette 5 empty spinnin chambers
ones filled single bang down goes the straner.

[koncretegorilla]

From morning to night, moon to sunlight we rhymin'/
tight beats keep the exact precise timin.
Allstars, planets n' galaxies were in alignment/
New Yorks metropolitan was all inside the diamond.
The startegy was simple, but somehow it riddled/
thick muthafuccin dim resistant individuals/
Crippled wit' fear, filled wit' tears, it was mayhem/
young punk spittaz were tryna act like made-men.
Claiming they reign, shame on a nigga running game/
dont step outa line kid stay in ya lane.
Cos' its 1 way, 1 day you'll hunt prey yourself/
today muthafucca its yo turn to get dealt with..

[Lil' Ruger]

signatures be isatobic
gun blastin niggas nerobic
knife at da hilt
blood was spilt
the tabels start to tilt
high like im on stilts.

[Sicka than aidZ]

yeah! Word pimpin an gorilla chillin wit da unit.../
Right a rhyme real fast fuck time in da ass ima ruin it.../
Chewin it an spewin it been my gift since i was a young pimp.../
Now im on top wit a fam holdin glocs wit dem big gripz.../
Housing shit an country mixed wit hustlaz an all kindz of snitchin an deception.../
i see Catz wit obituariez but they in witness protection.../
Realest selection of any weapon fuckin robbin catz from here to arizona.../
Yeah u fat bitch u know it muthafuckin i own ya.../
look on the upside u piece of shit you an that wooz fuck them bitchez.../
Closest you gettin to the ill life is in dat thread for wishez..../
Blowin kissez u faggitz aint got a clue bout my buisness.../
so check it out faggitz before your namez on a list and i knock u out for christmas

[koncretegorilla]

Chips laid the table and the cards dealt ya fate/
playas tried to bluff the Flush wit' a Straight.
The face-down flop rocked the pocket aces/
opponent number 2 had a 'four of the same shit'
Blamed n' tried to frame the matrons/
said i lost track due to my prior engagements.
Raised the stake inflation, 5k to play kid/
fold or go all in and take domination.
Waited for the turn, got burnt, bring on the river/
20 games passed before the dealer delivered.
It was king on the flop, 170 in the pot/
common knowledge niggas knew to check wit' a knock.
Bets called off the top shelf swelled the velvet/
bitch i had the nuts in-hand so i held it.
Melted down his skeleton wealth kid, doubtless/
Full Housed aces wit the Royal Flush encounters.

[Sicka than aidZ]

thatz fuckin fire dog!!

[RockD]

they call me a mid night marauder but i dont ride thru tribes
mr.bombastic "flexa" so i run thru ya wives
a bee str8 from the hive 36 chambers of danger
bust on ya chick face like if she was a hostile stranger
im not the park ranger so i never dwell in the bush
i just stroke poke, then "kick push"
ya dushes better watch ya dutchess or they'll be mine
i just get head wile ya pay for the wine n dine
"victory is mine" as stated by steward Griffinth
im Rock- D and this was not designed by Monty Kiffin

[J.T.S.]

Aye yo.

stackin' caps n' funds, front on me dunn, iron collapse ya lungs
Some mc's rap dung, throw em' in the dungeon
I come from Voorhees, bust-in a whores weave, til the floor leak
more beef for meat eaters, means investin' in more vests, and heaterz
When i take the stage haters who gaze get grazed like cattle
Bringin' bats to battles, swing breakin' frames fragile
Az a shorty i was called "the wild child" runnin' wild
Freestyle topics around the ciphers blown out
In my hood i'm known for ideas, ride with-out fear
ill lines pouring out the clavicle like beer
I strike with whips steering the wheel
hip-hop clips they kill un-real contestants
that tried to spray the god
who dodged slugs with lessons