Re: The Shelter (Freestyle)
dissin a keystyle i told you not to do it
cause know i'll beat you with one only just to prove it
your useless with words just a bitch its absurd
how you have no vocab but your quick to spill verbs
and curse but no content is found in your spit
like your dehydrated or something man dawg take a sit
relax a bit and try to remind what you'd do if time would rewind
all the talent you could have if you'd not let it pass by
but time flies and with it leads to your demise
but shit man calm down and stop spilling these lies
a disguise is what you front but im just being blunt
and if its war he wants an L i'll hand to this cunt
but not the type to blaze unless your flesh is the wrap
you can lie that you rap but you can barely do that
Re: The Shelter (Freestyle)
this dro I'm blazin
can only be found in four locations.
my homes own basement.
on a mountain range in
the back of the shack of a poor old asian.
in an underground cave, heavily guarded.
and finally God's own heavenly garden.
shit gets you hella retarded
two blunts in rotation, well we just started.
so u can take puffs but I ain't sellin this raw shit
this shitll have u feelin like a velvety carpet.
or paranoid, scopin out enemy targets
ull be climbin on tables thinkin ull fall thru floors
hold on for ur life as I roll two more
we chillin and tokein feelin the smoke and
talkin bout stupid shit like JR Tolkien,
y the mta don't take anymore tokens,
what would happen to the world if laws weren't broken.
I'm chillin g feelin free even though this shits killin me
when I'm high I can write entire symphonies simply
seriously.
so take a hit of weed and vividly
reminisce imagery as u rip a beat kick a free
Re: The Shelter (Freestyle)
pass the blunt-
let me hit it if you aint quick then you miss it-
this spliff is so terrific my fingers a bit stickin-
from dippin the bag open- now shorty can get lower,
shakin hips to the rhythm this high it just takes over,
i cant remain sober- a natural weed grower-
only cuts a fresh pound- weed whackers and lawn mowers,
heels high the skirts mini, ass with a gap between-
fly hoe's the only thing better than double you e.e Dee (W-E-E-D)
eyes they blood shot, like a crip in EAST LOS,
but you will feel much better...after each dose,
got the munchies so i eat toast,
bread and butter and fried chicken and beer, fuckin even cook a pot roast,
Re: The Shelter (Freestyle)
check my aim im spitin flames
that r killin theese lames
and im all outta tokens so i dont play games
some of the ryhmes yall post, yall should be ashamed
i hope yall aint looking for overnight fame
cuz if you are looking for it u gonna find pain
im tryna get like wayne...can ya roger that
and if you cant lil nigga u juss need to fall back
tryna get my wieght up like im drinking protien
im ballin bitch and im not on ur team
so that means you lose and i mean no disrespect
but i think to save from embrassment u should juss quit
i understand that u tryna grind to the top
but theres a certian time that we all must stop
and your time is now and my time is never
ive out smarted time cuz im juss so clever
to the haters fuck yall and imma say watever
if my suck lines suck yours aint any better
Re: The Shelter (Freestyle)
your aim is off kid, you spit fire up and it falls back in your face
3rd degree burn from what I spit at you, you look like a disgrace
face charred and smoking, you're flaming more than elton john
even with 5 girls in your bed you couldnt make the bed rock
you cant be like wayne, do you roger that?
waynes got ability and everything you say is wack
fall back into your own black abyss, cause your life must suck
yeah youre a baller, cause all you handle is other guys nuts.
you went down on a woman and screamed "WHAT THE FUCK?"
your lines suck like a vacuum and im on your case like j. edgar hoover.
you say whatever and i say faggot, get off your knees loser
your lines dont suck, theyre catastrophic
i think hip hop flat lined as soon as you posted it.
Re: The Shelter (Freestyle)
T.O, T.O
what you know bout my city
you don't you don't- know a fuckin thing,
what a pity, i bring enough heat
motherfuckas your sweat pours,
i slam dunk hoes, you can't hit the back boards,
bricks they stack up- like trees n lumberjacks,
earned stripes on the street,
I was commisioned- the Capo of crack...
i don't condemn niggas i never surrend niggas-
i only send niggas to bury you pretend niggas,
fake thugs who dress and talk tough but dont act it,
and flee when the heats on, fuck it- they good actors,
plus im a general first, not really a rapper-
the people who look after my blocks need to be looked after,
Re: The Shelter (Freestyle)
ayo, just a freestyle but I get unreal wild
think you know, cause yo hots gonna feel mild
as soon as you step up get body bagged
its catch the buckshot like the shotty ran
shit all through out these badlands
kids be sweatin this out like I smash glands
so turn back if you value your fucking life
cause these darts razor sharp, like ducking knives
and yo now you know who be the sickest
so insane still ain't gotta a clue to who spit it
Re: The Shelter (Freestyle)
No hate-just a retort son.
How can you get wild-bitch you're still just a child.
Pressing your girls buttons like it's a drunk dial
You're not an mc, youre dead on arrival
No cause of death, but my words easily murdered you.
The coroner is befuddled, can't figure out what got into you.
Your case goes cold-and closed within a matter of days
You always play the victim, and I've got a list of people to slay.
Half of what you said wasn't something I could retort to
But you're weak enough to just be able to rip you in these few lines.
Your style will never change and I'm gettin everything including dimes
Re: The Shelter (Freestyle)
Bladed weapons always tempting me like weed and extacy.
Bring a blade up in your sternum just for sitting next to me.
Now your bleeding on the theater floor and cops are arresting me.
Well I'll see you again soon so you best be ready to rest in peace.
Cause I'm immoral torturing animals and slaying mortals.
Fuck gun's their unnecessary i sneak up on you and bore holes.
Into your body like your a piece of wood I'm crafting.
Difference is wood Isn't a pussy and doesn't start crying its laughing.
At your slow reactions and apparent dispassion for living.
So really I'm giving you what you need your life being ridden.
Re: The Shelter (Freestyle)
ridden and riddled with bullets...escape the life im livin-
cus life is just another code word for prison,
im sick enough to torture you,
put you back into your mothers gut and abortion you,
you dont play pussy? of course you do,
thats why your bitch spread wide when i force her to,
Re: The Shelter (Freestyle)
Rap's pharoah dispatchin scraps of shrapnel with that black metal
Blast barrels and have the last laugh with bad breath - Jack Sparrow
Tex is illy b on any beat; I'm gettin cheese..
How you fittin twenty g's in them skinny jeans???
I get intimate with chicks wit plenty-to-squeeze
Got niggas clenchin their teeth when leavin envious feed
I write symphonies quite simply like I'm light centuries ahead of you
Ahead of schedule too and makin every competitor seem like a headless stooge
Jay said there's a lesson even in defeat, but I never lose
Instead of school I was lookin for ways to get some revenue
Re: The Shelter (Freestyle)
man i bust the mic right my shit is so amazin'
like a pregnant bitch your about to get the crave-in
never rest where your at stand up for what you belive in
cuz i guy like me never i see the future leadin
me to darker tombs i feel like the devil takes me under
im cryin im so weak im dien' with the hunger
Re: The Shelter (Freestyle)
I'm the gaming God, I put the game on pause
spitting lyrics raw, cutting decks and necks like saws,
disrespect and ill be cutting yours, you front ta stay unsolved
and you beg to be involved, like a bitch your sucking balls
but I dont hate cause I'm evolved, mistakes? I'm dissecting all
cause I stay exploiting flaws, while you stay mopping in shopping malls
I'm macking, copping broads, you get hit with wit and brawls
cleaning shit and scrubbing stalls, your status is equal null
what ever floats your boat but I'm the ice burg thats cracking hauls
you be sinking fast like swans, dropped from niagara falls
Re: The Shelter (Freestyle)
death at its finest the day where the sun never shows
blind folded walking towards death's row
murder syringe at the table inject it my life is now a fable
air it up flying high its no surprise its me at the other end of the cable
im walking taller than a 3foot midget add another 3 for the ground
the closets full of skeletons with no bones to be found
Re: The Shelter (Freestyle)
Killing Mics stripping fame spitting ethane.
Poisonous gas caresses my brain.
Fuck weed i have methane and gasoline.
The smell is awesome well fucking a woman with Vasoline.
The comedian is a cool guy but he should quit this site.
Cause he got in a fight and left with his left eye but not his right.