Official Freestyle Thread

[J.T.S.]

Thanx Bronze!

[SHRAP]

selected to hold the mic, the prototype of the next generation
blow holes in lungs of homo types, give em extra ventilation-
for deep throatin, claim they ridin deep, only ridin DEEECK
im fly as SHEEET, into yo ho mouth i might have skeet skeet
bust slugs like i bust nuts i just buck never thinkin twice about it
watchin me ball, put glock to ya skull and snatch ya eyes up out it
break yo neck and take the ice around it, with flossin faggots i dont fuck
run up on this click with shit we aint wit, we aint talkin we gon buck
how could u think this fella a duck when i really dont do no quackin
you could be deaf and still see the mackin, plenty seeds im plantin
you could be blind too and still see i smell like cheese im stackin
you could be dead to the world and still feel the smackin
skulls we is crackin even though you know it aint need to happen
the fuck up is what u need to shut, plus where i need to back em
comin wit shit to make me attack em and break the law, now?
battybwoys i been gattin wit toys to get u whackd upon ya jaw BLAOW

[J.T.S.]

i turn streets to battle grounds, beware of snakes whose weapons rattle rounds
Cops frisk, and pat you down, keep your ground warring with block clowns
Riding in the convertible top down, cold blooded killer shots hit em who's hot know?
Screaming and cursing, as my cars reversing, you'll die for certain
Closed curtains, blood squirting, shit on ya self, worthless earth men
spit on your casket bastard, driveby the wake, ya fake ass fam's blasted
Your albums so wack, your lyrics need to be digitally re-mastered
Starving wolves with a blood hunger, still we fasted
And reacted on instinct, left em extinct quick as the eye blinks
Uniforms in rainbow galleries, any color but pink
Fuck what you think! It's about what you know
Bum-rushing shows, i'm in the house with a bunch of banging hoes
Rocking a Tony starks robe, controlling the hip-hop globe
You whole clique i fold, another war story for the seeds told
From generation, to generation about ya'll resignations
So no more secrets fags in drag, come out the closets about ya'll occupations

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

some simplistic style shit i dropped

Fuck these trash rappers I can smash n grab ya
Break you down like the periodic table & atomic numbers/
Reverse your elements like biochemist
with the assistance of a mathematical theorist
Every emcee don’t even get the premise/
Spitting isn’t my limits by the way I pivot
It’s just the way I divide you by your gimmicks/
Thinking cuz your from poverty we gotta all think the same
Just cuz I’m educated and made out the ghetto without armeredio/
I can make it swoosh like Carmello or dunk it like Superman at the all star game
Take a pass from the greats like Randy Moss or throw a fastball like Mariano/
Y’all know I’m clever as ever plus I’m better than ever
Doing anything better than most of y’all can think of/

[THE MASON]

I break both of your arms with a bat, the worse sound you hear is click clack,
deep down, dirty and grimey, i rose from the water slimey, sendin messages from heaven, only the free can decode the signal, so if you want i can save you like the holy, and the phony, owe me, for the shit i drop original, mind so smoked out, you catch my residuals, swing swords at mic duals, choppin arms and legs, to undermine wack fools, the guillotine removes head, and leave the ground blood red, sounds rumble, and your troops start to fumble, then my ninjas, make entire armies tumble, to send ya, to the number 7, blessin ya chest, with verbal shots, penetrate vests, at 20, 000 leagues, bust your whole team at the seams, flee the scene, mad bloodshed, no evidence on me i left it clean

[J.T.S.]

In rare form the bull's horns torn from head
Charges brought up by the peta, hidden tape recoders in my bed
Survilence cameras in my cars
unmarked squad cars watch me in the garage
feds paying off members of my entourage
Wire taped frauds posing as Gods
Shining stars get it hard
rape charges from money hungry broads
African american extorters
Pictures from paparazzi
and lies from media news reporters
When your for the truth
feds be chilling on your roof
i got secret service scooped in a dark room
Heard the president's voice saying you coons got us all annoyed
I said"what about the lives destroyed?" and the unemployed
And the drugs you guys profit off, his look was paranoid
He kicked me in the groin, and said "respect your master boy'
the blood flew, i was handcuffed after a vicious beating
And brought to another dark room that smelled like rodents, and mildew
I heard a devil utter "this is what happens to a chosen few'
nice knowing you, 3 days later i was released on martin luther king avenue
Took of my shirt, socks, sneakers watch and broke my cell phone
dreaming this nightmare everyday
known iv'e got a deranged dome

[SHRAP]

get yo face rearranged wit chrome fuckin wit n.e.l and j.t.s
we So Hood but aint never had to say that we the best
been took over this temple shit from the jump lil fella
the 9 might leave a dimple but the pump will swell ya
brains get tossed like roaches fuckin wit the locest
magic stick hocus pocus make bitches sweat like gym coaches
tryna stop my cream will get yo ass roasted like coffee beans
bang yo bitch in the ass even though she smell like a hockey team
red beams will stop yo dreams when i bust onto the scene
while u duplicate ya own raps like some copy machines
these boys air themself out, they aint never seen harsh fella
im bout to Ghost these Bustas thats stayin puffed like marshmellas
fellas front like they G's but they aint never even seen glocks
aint never had no cheese unless u count that shit on their cocks
murder a rolly polly rudy poo, when a soldier yell "HOODY HOO"
aint No Limit with me, ill break a broomstick off in yo booty fool

[murkoutz]

let me do my thing, box it out with my shadow in the ring
burn trees till i got the sky hooked like kareem
split atoms like the seams on bruce banners jeans
and when i catch 40 winks bet i dont sleep to dream
leave ashes where once masses had been gathering
im volcanic, lyrics run rampant, they start panicking
brandish the flow of champions, chowderheads is vanishing
if i lean in your direction betcha jump like trampolines
i dont be in hip hop scenes, its too many teens
telling me the best mc was born in new orleans
and when i disagree they like old nigga please
i could a sneeze 16 that'll make the sun freeze
and not mention anything to do with how i get cheese
or triggers getting squeeze or the women that ive seen
thats simple and im a complex human being

[SHRAP]

murkoutz bursts out with raw shit then shrap tap ya jaw bitch
we aint violatin laws, snitch breakin hood rules with all that blah blah shit
talk bout a mothafucka wrong, inhale bullets like hits from the bong
comin at hoish hoes with fo fos to make em shit in they thong
i stoppd smokin chron but the residue gon stay up in my brain
effects must be residual cuz i still dont feel no fuckin pain
dont give a fuck on natural high, ready to get splattered and die
lookin at a motherfucker ass is why i shat in your eye
got bigger fish fillin platters to fry than some bozo the clown hoes
probably squeeze ya clown nose and then youd take off all ya clothes
im smackin these skeezas, nothin but mackin up in my steeza
talkin bout u on ya period will have dick slappd up in a bleeda
see i dont give a fuck bout givin a fuck, im straight splittin a duck
snatch a purse then out a fire escape this lil fella will jump
playalistic slayin bitches like a serial pussy killa, ima fill ya-
wit this dick or this clip, however u want it get it for rilla

[sileNt.siN.]

A Cyclone Tyrant, With a Virus in his Bloodstream Flowing
Winding out the minions with a Punch He's Stroking
I'm a Mastadon, Half Robot, other Half: Atom Bomb
Coat you in some Candy Sauce and Throw you to the Rabid Dogs
After all is said and done, kick you in the head for fun
yanking out your legs and tongue, for saying you will never run
Atilla the Hun, Ichi the Killer and Genghis Khan
Killing your Son, Ripping his liver and his Intestines Off

[murkoutz]

you gotta go hard, spit hot
if not then kick rocks, theres no place for you in hip hop
i got a style that'll switch like a go-bot
rip your whole block, s.w.a.t. would have dat bitch road blocked
heres da sure shot, detroit rock, top notch
make your head bop till your neck is calling time out
half a ounce of reg, ill bury you before dead
better do like uma did and punch ya way out of ya death bed
like red said dare is a darkside, so while you looking at me cross eyed
im filling the room with carbon monoxide
five times outta five i come live
so stepping to me is like stepping on land mines
we could vibe on some mutual respect and all
but dont talk to me like im some bitch at the mall
before you was 3 feet tall i was gettin' words together like match.com
give my love to your mom

[J.T.S.]

Smoke sire, cream snatcher for hire, the admiral all ladies admire
Generalize the general , all my comments fire
the flyest most livest, bodies immune to any virus
Winter war crisis, soldiers found dead with icicle's in their iris
Allah guide us through the battles, battering batty boys, and pirates
Stealing fly whips, blades cut both ways, removing wigs, and toupe's
My recipee's confused Rae, during fuel days, i let the uzi spray
Cut off your pinky while you prey, if the predators not paid
affirmative action transaction, savage above average reaction
racking up racks of dough, hoes love the porno- grahic pro action
Slasher leaving wide slashes on skin while slashing

[SHRAP]

attaching silencers to barrels to quiet a mothafucka
silently bring the ruckus, out yo pockets im takin yo ducats
out the glock u takin the bullets, out yo skull im takin yo brain
bitch im insane, lickin like lil wayne when im makin it rain
bringin the pain to any weak bitch in the game that wanna get on
get em gone, cuz them faggots couldnt hang they was pawns-
in this chess game, just lames seduced by temptation
smilin in my face and behind a lil fella back they was hatin

[J.T.S.]

I bring facts of life with hacks from knife, bullying mc's who ain't tight
park on your kill, killers in the Expedition watching Black and white
Time spent over-time throwing punches, middle lunches munches on dikes
I recite the insight to incite a riot, whyling every night
Winning sword-fights clashing with every knight
Break your round tables, anr's found strangled with cables
I blaze troops with brute force with the kick of a wild horse
Mild mannered terrorists getting hammered in a porche
support my port that's know for taking rivals blood by the quarts
Drunken mastery, full throttle throwing bottles bloodsport
Drink the scott scorch, explosion from the code called Morse

[AcidPhosphate69]

How the fuck am I not vat stat? I wreck bars
Check verses, dissect pa
Ressurect insect, locust swarms
Mind, Body, and Flesh...burns warm
Warn, sound the horn...scorn and wrath
Brimstone and fire, rims blown off the tire
Life flashes and maskless bastards
Task you after, death breath...can't you smell that?
I swell that, like ocean's overridin' supplyin' flood dyin'
I ain't even tryin', my fingertips drip dope
Into keyboards, no faggy emotes
Like Wii cords, you braggy and NOPE
Fail upon initial missile, mildly fissle
Tissle a' tassle, fuck a hassle...I tussle
Muscle bound hound, Baskerville clown
Astound the Joker, coker cracker cracked
Smack an actor back, FACT
I never lie, too ill to hide
You find me, mind me or fall behind me
You grind me, pry me you stall ya time, B
Pork rind eatin' son of a cretin
Hard workin', son...receive a beatin'
Been smashed since birth, too much mirth
Worth about a nickle, pickled tricky mick'll
Slick, I'll hickle ya bickle, ya bitch
Pitch a fastball to ya brick, I'm sick
Fuck a Wayne, a Ross, and a Bird
Touch ya frame, I'm lost and absurd
Like words dyslexic, I'm hectic and backwards
Caveman braveman, wreckin' ya slack verbs

BTW, nice shit J.T.S....I can always count on you to drop some niceness