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probably tha only truth in a sea of lies...
see if i
give a fuck bout all ur please am i's
and G's for bye's
in sports of a mathamatical piece of pie
slit... cut... hit... shot... dead... casket... open
no jokin...
bitch... fuck... shit... pot... head... blasted... hopeless...
notice...
need it to believe in
a concentrate...
and this is wat I hate...
Death is a blink away!
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fuck homework why do i gotta worry bout this shit
rather be on rb writing dope rhymes to spit
teachers are messed up,giving me so much
the answer no so far away but just out of my clutch
school tomorrow but seams so far away
i cant wait to finish cause school is fucking gay
^^whatevers on my mind yo
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just spittin
for da kid its lyrically easily to take lives,
u get sent to da hospital tryin to get revived,
what dey really dont know thats been a wrap from da start,
leavin ur fam only wit thoughts of u like a memorial park,
but when i got beef i dont always use da gunz yall spark,
i flatten nuccaz wit punches into da ground like hash marks,
thinkin dey ballin wit throwbacks numbers wit twenty-three,
i'll put twenty-three in ur back while u runnin from me,
if u live u still fag we all know u still gonna be candy,
because now u will know not to fuck wit K.I.D,
dont run, dont try to dip and dive behind trashcans,
cause mah arms pack more power than 4 wheel drive saburbans.
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rappers why we gotta kill to be cool
why is it smooth for youngins to drop outta school
hell ain't full and it won't happen soon
Death'll consume the hearts in the womb welcome to doom
In bloom the children with a fatherless house
People get shot for what somebody said out they mouth
Now I doubt that we will ever move forward as blacks
thank God for N double A.C.P fighting that fact
young kids only wanna kill each other and sex hoes
Our generation is doomed and now you know
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not like i really wanna kill,
nuccaz just keep fuckin wit me when im tryina chill,
not a grown man but a grown ass teen,
i know da tricks to da trade n' about da crime scenes,
what da cops say aint really what goes on,
most cops are dirty....real rare to find good ones,
believe or not i do live by peace but to a limit,
when someone is naggin mah nerves i never become timid,
to act back at them wit little remarks,
be like "calm down put yo crazy ass in park",
but dey continue to piss me off,
i only give two strikes dats when mah saftey pops off,
then i beat ass teach dem a lesson,
tell em "who da fuck do u think u messin?"
then im dont tamperin wit da pussy,
yeah i got anger problems but im not a "bully",
i dont really kill....maybe kill others personalities,
or tha way people act when they comin at me,
i dont get "bullied" niether...naa i just chill,
those are all da reasons why i really dont kill.
holla back
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I'm too sick...I'm too slick//
Black swade fitted on, G'd-up looken swift//
Ready?. Well let's go//
I'm ready to flow, hold my mic steady just to keep my words on cruise controll//
Now let's roll.. I'm puffen Blunts and Bowls//
Fucken wit wet cunts, and big lips that blow//
Shorty fuck dick like a pro, like she was doin' promo's for porno//
It's not that I'm normal, call me high class//
Nobleman in this bitch, I drink out the finest glass//
Your games weak plus young and minus ass//
Think my spit ain't hot? don't bother to ask//
Cause I'm like the devils son playen wit big tanks, filled wit gas//
I ain't playen one bit when I say I'll kill ya ass..
Nise
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i got pack of crack an purple haze
wen i git high i stay dat way for 30 days
i'll let a bitch slide den im red dotten dem later
i'll let da tch hit um up wen im spotten a hater
i got ma vest an ma clip an i'll spit at u nucca
an dont let da iron it ya wen da 9 should've split ya
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battlin me is like a midget versus the hulk
i use 1 percent of my skills and you'll find out the result
but if i push it 100, its a total annihaltion
you wont be able to "spit" fluid like ur sufferin from hydration
im patient, i plan my every move like chess
while your thoughts are scrambled and are lookin like a mess
dont stress out there kid you just gotta improve
like goin from a "A" to "Doouble D" size boob
killing frenzys occur often then i burn ur coffins
my personalitys "stone cold" like im steve austin
im a lazy muthaphucka stranded on the 3 seater
a butcher knife in my hand and blood on the wife beater
cuz i didnt have enough cash to pay the man from little caesers
so i killed him and took the pizza; made his blood leak in litres
he just sits there now his face is lookin kinda blue
so i ordered a hurst but i ended up killin the driver too
goddamn school sucks look at the thoughts of my mind
might have be interesting for you to have read these rhymes
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I'm this and I'm that it's a bunch of lies
Deep inside I wish I was oceanside
So I could ride into the sea with Halle Berry
But in reality it's scary I stay popping cherries
To prepare me for death I was given life
You can't get guns in the club so take a knife
Take the pipe and hit it like you wanna be braindead
I'm 19 years old and my girl makes sure I'm breast fed
I pack led....naw I'm lying I pack bread
I promise to never snitch said the streets pledge
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j 2 witty, dats what bitches say
bitches up north, n bitches round my way
bitches like da nine, i aint talking bout a gun
jay well strap, i aint tryna have a son
Spit alot of game, so dey call me dah pussy plea-sah
Quick on da bases, like new york's derick jet-ah
Clap nuggahs in dey back;
leave tooths wit gap
Spit fire, burn a track
Philly's finest dats a fact.....(to be continued)
"New blood to this typing battle thang, gimme ya inside if ya
feeling the flow or if you not. (If you wanna battle we can do dat too)"
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let me tell yall what happened today/
this girl came up to me and started mouthin' off and actin real gay//
so i told her" why the fuck you talkin shyt about me behind my back ?/
the girl said " No i didn't i wouldnt do you like that !"//
"look bytch i just heard you" so i banged my fist against the locker/
like a drunk person gettin smacked in the head with bottle of vodka//
scared her and she ran off never said anything about me again/
sorry but this freestyle off the top is comming to an end//
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I got a better story let me let you in on it
I lost my cell phone it had everything on it
I mean I'm angry but to whom should I express it
Let me calm down before I get myself arrested
Fuck a freestyle this keystyle is far conjested
My flow must of graduated cuz nobody will test it
teleconetic upset it yo ass my foot is embedded
Battling me just ain't pleasant
From the past to the present
I entertain more than cedric
Good thing I'm monotheistic
it's over haters and sceptics
fuck weed pass anaseptics
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Fear
darkness entombed, felt within the womb of emotion itself
wraps it like a cocoon, its devotion to destroy ones health
attacks from within, often embodied by fallible superstition
conjures up corporeal images into a lost and barren existence
the evolution of maniacle anthropoids and sport sub-humans
these illusions have our minds ruined, lost within the confusion
fear drives the very essance of our non-substantial being
we're to survive its presence though uncircumstantial fleeing
its intrinsic nature is never resolved, it constantly manifests
extringent saviors have evolved to perpetually circumvest
we often find ourselves obsessed with the diseases progression
asking questions with answers only found in our confessions
the solution is not to fear, fear itself, but to fear what is within
the conclusion is always near, it is clear to fear what we defend
Plastic Surgery
the seduction of destruction overbearing like most
emotions within corruption, the abduction of hope
its a koliediscope of colors blending in with themselves
blind minds eye gropes for the fault of tears to fill wells
ego swells, as she begin believing in her own deception
breaking mirrors, cutting skin, decieving her own reflection
no protection, her enemys launch attacks from with-in
her narcicistic obsessions just subtract from her friends
her eyes condemn the beauty seen by the rest of the world
feeling like shapeless granite, but viewed as the perfect pearl
shes the girl who's animosity for herself was her own demise
hurling over fingers in her throat,mixed with excessive excercise
how long can one survive with issues buried deep within the core
with eyes that only derive whats optical, and never seeing more...
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to ease my thoughts is the simple things and not the complicated/
shyt be all clogged up straining like peeps be constipated//
a real life is living good with the utmost respect/
i traumatize other feeble minds cuz they stamina aint set//
i got spit personality yall really cant tell whats going on with me/
i gotta fetish with events like NAS and schemes like Cassity//
i never mess with artilery, i handle it like something is bothering me/
old fashioned way, stickin' up the fist plastered with the facial G's//
a freestyle fo yall is like a meaning to me//
it all falls down one day, thatz just how life is/
but with me ......i never want to make it in show biz ....//
~Dont ASK!~
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I rap about a lot of things that you never seen
age 10 to 16 selling green to fullfill dreams
Young teens on a team not graduating
You in jail for trying to sell congratulating
Relating to the situation in my town
Children now lay you down with a four pound
Got a ounce???? Drop yo wallet yo chain then bounce
28 grams is exactly one ounce
a gram'll sell for 10 unless it's K.B
then you can get 20 dollars for a shake G
In case we see a new emcee with Kanye's beats
Rappers gone rap about drugs and beef