The Shelter (Freestyle)

[Vincent☺☺☺]

get with it?..haha hows about u get off this
my gigantic nuts/
why amp me up "llights, camera, what?/
action when i'm rappin' the mic stand is clutched/
as hard as my balls are/
take a pic-i'm the right artist to fall for/
take a sit and give me a few ticks/
new sick loose lips spew slick new hip-hop/ yeah my mu-sic rocks/
huge thick knots infused in my 2 tube knit socks/
includin' a new wrist watch you pissed off/
i never battle, for what, OC/
have to paddle ya butt so you can tattle and what not?/
we saddlin' up and you playin hot potatao when they pass you the gun "HOT!"/
they say i'm gettin heavier but i'm really gettin deadlier/
measure the distance i'm ten steps ahead of ya/

[jthafresh]

We ready for war, Bitches WE got machettes and more
Plus Confettis And Swords, ANd Now Im Ready to Settle The Score
This Is the examination Why You testin Me For
We the best right now but we meant to be more
I travel Through the Narrow- Passages like- A Sparrow
Well Be waiting Like a ScareCrow, In the OLdsmobile Alero
how can you step up and prosecute the pharoah
recreate my blood system, without the use marrow
Ive predicted my future with the use of tarot cards
Most these other so called Soldiers- Arent Very Hard
I am so high, i feel like Im BOut To marry Marz
But the AMount Of Concentation Percantage Is thus Very Large
These Lactosintolerant Niggaz Steppin To Dairy Bars

[SenecaHaze]

time to do a rap quick for the kinfolk & legends,
hittin this shit so hard it needs therapy sessions,
sins? I'll confess them.. from pills to the kaleidoscope,
I might of broke so long ago dazed off lighter smoke,
broke many hearts promises that were never kept,
so much time i never slept, taking of me whatevers left,
wrote a suicide note but time distorted where the letter went,
I leave them in tears just cause their cheeks look better wet..
I fed her lies, I fed her stomach,I fed her dick & she loved it,
too bad she covets,i noticed the shame til she kicked the bucket,
Sins are open & shut kid, i told you mine,now reminisce yours,
til your inner demons split your poison soul to the venomous core.

[DaZ-Da-VillaiN]

A quick free, split keys with the heat of my index and pinky,
toke ganja and philly, fire at the end like the tip of a milli,
glock spillin', 17 carry extended 19 to blow your top off silly,
on da spot killin', been cold from 16, 4 years on not a kid like billy,
I control like bill notes, clean smoke, but judgement clouded with each toke,
Villainous bloke, Daz da slogan for my life, my rhymes are my moat,
come close and drown like capped boats, guess whats hidden under the coat,
my deathnote, she wrote murder in a rhymebook written to a deaf note..

pff wtf am i on about lol

[andE]

ima try it off the top,
im off the top, like on the top of the globe,
this is improv we call it on top of the dome,
we banging keep a lock on your home,
its gonna be a long nite better charge up my phone,
im better than anybody,
if anybody call me out ima kill him, men be bodied,
so whos callin me out? anybody?
ima show you a place, its my basement where i keep many bodies,

[sc!zz0rz]

who you think you ARE--
spider in a jar,
ferocious lookin thing
bitch ain't got
no sting!
tell me
what you bringin?
singin'?
to shit flingin' haters
and broken vibrators.
gimme something.

[See Mars]

black mamba magic
Wanda Sykes show
ass whoopin
good lookin' whats cookin?
lyrical crack
stay undercover, tryin' to avoid central bookin
style fast as hell, my steez is legendary just like John Cardiel
i'll swallow you like an Atlantic ocean swell
Iron God Lucifer
my dojo was hand built in hell

[Mic~Tyson]

continuing the cypher
come tune in as i deliever
rhymes so clever they like a cleaver
sharp enough to slice your flesh
like a harp my cords are the best
hitting that smooth melody
ya know ya hearin me loudly
through the words i type
smoking herbs then its off to write
thats my method man
grab the pen pad and begin writin
so dont get it twisted
just get up aand twist kid
like a bboy breakin to the beat
and a grafiti artist sprayin in the streat
i am hip hop over top of the beat..
drop i wont stop or crack like concrete
cuz im hear to create
diggin through the crates
ya gotta see the big picture
cuz im holdin it down
standin my ground
dont fool around
youll be pounded..down by the deep sound
of me barkin like a hound
but lets flip it around like a frown
flip the game upside down
and give the underground the crown
cuz its time we rise
like the rose through concrete
now that yas have heard me speak
its up to you its your time to create
soo feeel the vibe
keep the cypher alive
and hip hop will survive!!!!

Mic~Tyson - One Love = Hip Hop[/FONT][/FONT][/FONT][/FONT]


:RBman:

[WordzWorth]

writs sicken the drip thickens
hit chickens with tight mittens
i fight bitches who's lifes missin
i might slip if my sights trippin
the lights risen despite within
hidden visions of death missions
been kiddin since head risen
im caught up you been fishin

[Vincent☺☺☺]

"i fight bitches who's lifes missin"
that line defys physics/
why is it MC'S write sentences and rhyme gibberish/
spittin delimer mixed wit bleach/
makin my bars simutaniously raisin' the bars where u reach/
strong armin' where you feast- slip my hands inside my new pants/
measurein' my long slong yea feelin like a true man/
grip the mic wit 2 hands viral intent
stifle an inch lookin for another title to clinch/
always met with reprisal when rivals resist/
must be that time of the month go take a midol and sit/
and when u done dont for get to salute me and and close the door behind/
i'm on foreign time/
so to me right now its 4:49/
PM........

[WordzWorth]

i soar the skies while pouring wine
foreign time?........
guess thats why your rhymes are borderline
l-m-a-o
i respect you though/ gotta deadly flow
ready to shred a bro/ even when unshreddable
bloody head to toe/ after i eat you cold
vomit the pieces whole/ then find a hand to hold
a cannibal-sick/ i damage with hits
ranting with intangible fits/ dare me to miss
rippin ya head/ when my method is read..
its metaphorical......
...when i say youre missin ya life i dont mean youre dead

[Vincent☺☺☺]

i've seen and read the things u said/
and with all mutal respect this is something to dread/
but if u want..lets play/ and answer the next day/
but if i say fuck yo momma just know i mean it the "delonte west" way/
and when i say lets pray/prey just know i'm the predi-tor/
and just know my words r not to be taken as a metaphor/
if u aint thought about death before let me bring u closer to reality/
vanilla ice u and hang u over the balcony/
i'm at a lost for words never know what i'll say next/
u battlin' me is like gay sex without an latex/
u might get burned so you'll need an AIDS test/

[Knolige]

honestly, lets take a moment, talk about the shit you type.
I can't believe you're actually an emcee, walk about and spit on mics.
Bitch is like an aids test, but you infested wit the HIV, STD.
So what the truth behind the secret? you a fuckin joke.
Can't even be taken serious, best protect yourself I got you on the ropes.
And oh, by the way, Misses Delonte, West. Alabama cousin fuckin sex.
Hill billy type, so you're mother was your sister, you're sister had your brother.
Now your brother had your sister and your sister's now your lover.

[jthafresh]

And now im here Offering My Blessin and Profession
this is the shelter-now where is your self protection
i had to bring roadmap this shit had no direction
niggaz battlin eachother save that for another thread bitch
they skippin this class, now its time to teach a lesson
why you set yourself back, when your reachin for progression
Everything out here aint what it seems
the same niggaz broke, say they all abouut the cream
they would body mad niggaz just to be about the gleam
i bet next year lebron will try to be about the green

[Vincent☺☺☺]

i suggest u STAY silent when u postin ya flows/
dont come pokin ya nose unless u want it broken, u hoes../
aint got nuttin better to do/ your endeavors r thru/
u gets no respect i mean is that the best u can do?/
enough with this textin' i'm on a different level/
civilian rebel like i'ma "red shirt" ex-pert in killin' devils/
a billion metals dont come to close to the fun i have burnin u all/
i aint conerned wit u all the words that i scrawl is leavin every person in awe/