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Re: Freestyle Cypher
...it’s suicide that I’m liking
I buried scum that ate my life
I think ‘bout six foot under
Yet still the screams of half dead dreams
Seem to deafen thunder
And I wonder…when I go under
If eventually you’ll see;
that the only one my mind plays with
-is me
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Re: Freestyle Cypher
my cold verses, make mothers scared while holding clutched purses
leaving these kids mentally scarred like priests behind closed curtains
Im that shadow in the dark that's lurking
while your on the bed thinking its just your imagination working
the fight between good and evil is real but fuck a sermon
You would believe i was a African prince if you met me in person
I'm a god fearing man, and to him only would i act as a servant
This guides me when serving those who are subservient to men who are serving no purpose but to discourage the courage, and encourage the horrid
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My rhymes are pure hypnosis - hip hop psychosis
Warlock committing war crimes and other atrocities
Fuck the niceties I'm rocking with the Def Leopard groupies signing me
To come over for a piece of Milf ass and homemade Tea
Yipee! A niggas in it and I ain't leavin' till I finish
And your misters wonderin' why your attitudes diminished
Drive home for a shower to replenish my spirit
My bitch is naggin' - Ain't tryna hear it
And I just packed a bowl let me clear it
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Re: Freestyle Cypher
Nothing to really say, well, nothing good if I may
Hell, not that I'm even asking, if understood, get away
Becuz it could be the day, my next cadaver has your face
Body, weight, and all of that, be something that's made a waste
These are friendly gestures of suspenseful pressure
It's my pleasure to take you out of your misery
Your destinations failure, I'll-fated is not as ill as me
Your dead, I'm way more iller and it's increased
You'll die to be immune to what's not sick to me
Maybe it's all great to you, feeling doomed in my reach
Make your best one my least of victims, niggas weak
Cave in your chest to relieve your symptoms if you sneeze
Which disease? Thank you, geez! As for us and if we're pleased
I live your nightmare, its my dream, I'm your monster, not the lead
Feel you hoping to wake up before I cause your bloody scene
Kinda strange my flaws susceptible to you frauds presentable
But, How's it bad when I pull your plug if your all deceptive smoke
Foggy spectacles to my night-op goggles... Silent throttles
Are my type of violence, bomb you while reciting Zazu
"It's a small world after all", and we'd do fine without you
Why repent of my belligerence, I fight as God do
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Re: Freestyle Cypher
I fight as God do...
Well God is Good, God is Love, God does not fight
God is Light to the darkness that you harness to put it polite
Enlightenment often frightens its recipients
The option to change your life from a miscreant, now whats stopping... what's stopping you
Or maybe we don't understand God's plan
Maybe its crazy for man to try pre map it out, the devils craft leads to doubt
God is your conscience so the correct route is being broadcasted constant-ly
It's up to you what you want to be
No need to front, I kick back with a blunt and try to figure
Why if Jesus was a nigga, would they change the picture
So it don't match what's described in the scripture
It appears that we have arrived to the bitter, where the worship of a negro is something they had to reconsider
BASICALLY SAYING FUCK THAT NIGGA
That's what my Muslims say, Jesus wasn't a prophet so stop it
Is that true? I have no clue but to stay on topic watch this
God spoke to me, vocally, internal and eternally
Filled me in on what was beginning to become a concern to me
Taught me about the different religions and why they was in place
And to follow the message more than I follow the face
That way you can trace who belongs and who's fake
God is all about forgiveness, bare witness before its too late
Worthy...
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Re: Freestyle Cypher
My word's the Light, fools too concerned with plights
There's a way to hear what you type & ignore its sight
Forgiveness that, forgiveness this, they make it seem a burden
If I wanna kill virgins I'd kill virgins, am I an evil person?
Play the judge and be my first sexually active victim
Or however it goes... Pain brought by pad & pencil
Damages mental, not accidental, it all evolves
Get the big picture, it once was negative, wrought from flaws
Maybe we're right, maybe we're wrong, who's gonna learn today
By the way nice verses, I'm predator, I pray
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Re: Freestyle Cypher
No Chris Hansen, Charles Manson, heavy arms, glancing...
at Sharon Tate, with the masking tape n' my family - no near escape.
There, I wait. Glancing over the body, see it glistening...
Dark overshadow from the frames - just how I picture it.
I slide the knife over her navel - this is ridiculous...
She lays on a glass table... body stiffening...
the suspense thickening... sweat trickling from my forehead
as my tremors tick again... anxiety washes over, it's sickening!
Nah... not the man that I am. Formally bat-shit...
Crazy, laying with maggots, in a cramped up attic.
Dramatic. My heart races, every waken moment.
Do I take this opportunity and own it? (No shit)
So sick. Got the world that I'm watching over, locked...
in a close grip. I never chose this.
Roses, by any other name, would be explosives.
Parting the seas, like Moses. It started with me.
The artistry in every part of this martyred scheme, is closely followed
holding a toasting bottle for those who swallow the flows
I'm following close to Hollow... man
the Hologram, between the motto', making you Auto-scam
The monologue. A commoner beyond your lotto, dog.
Call it off, a demon the chain-saw making you squeamish...
Taking your team and raping your face with a machete placed in your femur...
You're a dreamer, like Tommy, my demeanor is Godly...
Jesus, a posse of Apostles laying waste to you carbon copies.
There bars are sloppy, how can I ever take it seriously?
A lyrical fiend. A miracle seen through mirrors between the spherical stream...
Esoteric, I merit the meaning in spirit, demeaning there tears
like they cherished it, screaming hysterics, I'm clean with it, I don't need an appearance...
For me to immediately get clearance...
Tony Spilotro with the flow that I rock, so...
I'm a short fuse. A Condominium knocking over you fort dudes...
A 24 Lager man, got no Coors blue...
Fuck the flow, I just poor through!
Got keys, but what does that open the door to???
Formula performed, making you mourn. (True)
More new. Been kicking these raps since you kids
were there in a dorm room - studying for your final exam.
Whether it's the finals, I don't need a title to tell you I am the man...
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My sick stream of consciousness is quite dominant
Quite opulant, toppling those open mic occupants
i'm no novelty, more like a class act with a following
even the haters will be reading this later, then hollering
in protest about how much im noticed above yo flex
bitch you aint got no time to complain check yo fuckin rolex
you need to be working on you're rhymes and try to progress
i've conqured this compeitition cuz yall no fuckin contest
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Re: Freestyle Cypher
Undisputed, undiluted, pure fun with music
unpolluted, unrefuted, my runs conclusive
i need no guns included to prove that im packin
might be viewed as attacking, vernacular mac ten
i'm strapped to a rocket fueled with absolute passion
Theres some hassle proof glass on the capsule's roof
metaphorical caption clues, just to fast for you
i must be out of this world but thats the attraction
this is my space yall get out, get a gun to the face
believe i'll take action...again..metaphorical waste
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The site is riddled with sloppy flows and gripping hoes
I got the guns I just need the ammo - gimme those
Bullets, gimme 'em back so I can attack these rap frauds
I'm talking Hiroshima, Nagasaki, lyrical Jihad
Plus the baddest bitch under arm
The cock the only thing that does her harm
She begs daddy to stop but the pussy's telling me to push on...
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Re: Freestyle Cypher
Can't find me a good song...
Shit. Let me take it away.
Punching rappers to death, like their bodies were made of papermache...
Orchestrating madness. Yeah, look how I quantum leap.
Depth-defying, but not as deep...
At the top, I peaked at the spot of the bottom heap.
There's no telling where to go next.
The apex I break, with a straight flex... to Maxwell Casette tape decks...
Playing a track. I'm Radio Raheem'...
To these neighboring cats.. causing the normal plane, to collapse.
With what I Wright, Brother - Orville and Wilbur.
Spit through the wire, Kanye Attire, ignoring the filter.
Formula built ta' my standards, there's no morgues I can't fill up..
I'm the Diesel Engine of Optimus Prime...
Double Helix thoughts, I align... then tie a Gordian Knot
around the process, in time to see me present my Monstrous design...
Hear my conscious inside... this roller-coaster
of madness, there's no stopping the ride. Ugh.
Scoped out in the front. Ready to shoot like...
The DC Snipers, that's true life. But I just wanna do right.
Conservative form. I figure I'm full figured when my curvature's born...
A silhouette of what this learner performs
Their light weight. But ironically what they type, ain't.
What I'm saying is, that idea? Is not "bright", mate.
I strike straight like protesters who fight hate...
Yeah, you morons need to step back to your plate.
Master of straight masochism, especially when attacking a page.
Members analyze my behavior and say my actions are "strange"
But maybe it's my creativity showing them what they're lacking in range...
I'm the byproduct of society and media perception...
Evil pretentious feeding the cycle of greed to the industry of the senseless...
I carry the weight of the Aryan state like it's nothing...
Confederate flags waving outside of small town folk functions...
When it comes to the issues? I pull no punches...
Watered down... these circus acts I don't bother clown...
Daughter bound to be asking "Where's my father now?"
https://www.facebook.com/video.php?v...00&pnref=story
Make a video, throw it up, single mothers look all around...
See? In contrast, I could flip a script so easily
But for the content at hand? I gotta show y'all what it means to me.
Visible, off of principle, deliver the message.
Confessional booth's ain't the only place for a Sinners repentance
I got bars from a year ago, with a lingering essence
I talk truth to the King, AND his peasants... dynasty style...
Minors climbing around... shining, won't stop looking until those diamonds are found...
deep in the rough... decibels peak, make the speakers corrupt...
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Re: Freestyle Cypher
My style is more fire than hell's pyre
I aspire to write rhymes that are sweeter than lyres
I pop tires with bullet lines to take your higher
Angel of death spitting rhymes believe that I'm a Rydah
More Rugged than bricks and stones I blow up like drones
Taking the throne from under the nose of you wack rap clones
Two to your dome "KNOCK, KNOCK" nobodies home
They watched Iscariot explode now there's paramedics on the phone
Dip from the scene of the crime
I'm a machine from the rye
The type fack dudes despise
Saturated by black pride
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Re: Freestyle Cypher
Freestlye keystyle meanwhile got ya chick u been dating eva since pre sc-hal (preschool) on speed dial
Fuck her than i leave town got that pussy on lock Me-Ow
When it comes to Me PaL anything about me is followed by the three letter word WOW
i deserve crowns take shots of crown royal
I fight harder then soldiers for there proud soil
Stay bubblin more then a hard boil, eggs u get snatched everytime u hatch like a farms loyal, oops meant loyal farm
Flush ya shit like a toilet thats por-ce-lan (porcelain)
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Re: Freestyle Cypher
Alot of y'all post but we all know who's king
Style is supreme - Lines are serene
I crack skulls like a tyrants regime
Flying with gulls as I puff the blue dream
Thought my name was Joe Greene
Way my rhymes are so mean
I am the works you're just a strip tease
With more nips and tucks than mediocre TV