Freestyle Cypher...add on...

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  1. Possible

    Possible Music.

    Oct 18, 2006
    im such a believer in ya cant knock the hustle
    Pushin everything to the limit and I wont rock or buckle

    Stop the struggle, fighting will only put you in a worse spot
    Stickin' this chick with a razor, and watched her purse drop
    Then I heard cops, bust around the alley, I ducked in a sidedoor
    The blind whore, gave me more digits than a high score
    I tried more, but felt it was time to put my mind at a rest
    When I was taken down by a sniper, hollow tips in my chest
  2. CaTchW0n

    CaTchW0n New Member

    Sep 18, 2001
    Not even bullets can pierce my chest, and I walk wit it out
    no vest on, know what im talkin about, no soft shit allowed
    I appear from the smoke and the clouds
    holding shit down...
    Walkin with a frown stalkin the crowd on the mic
    like a phantom it can get ugly
    even though bitches love me
    and think im handsome, think im about romancing them
    but im a comic cuz i'll stand you up after I one night standed them
    then they girlfriends love it, all tryin to shake hands with him
    Its just a advance to him, I leave em knowing they Fuqed
    without the mamogram or condoms
  3. BlaCkShaMpOo

    BlaCkShaMpOo P.u.S.h

    Nov 5, 2000
    mixin gin n o.j.
    stab tha white gurl wit my blade like o.j.
    str8 butta like country crock,this coke is ok
    neva been a console,nigga i dont play.....
  4. Supremacist

    Supremacist Tha Kings Here

    Dec 6, 2006
    stayin awake ~ cos if i sleep i wont get up
    3 hours to go, gota refill tha coffee cup
    go to training, phlegm im coughing up
    coughing sucks ~ but its payback for smoking up
    gh gh plugh ~ there it goes again
    lungs coming up lookin like the bottom of an ash can
    this my last stand ~ will i stop or fail again
    every last strand ~ will drop off or sail in wind
  5. AE & Flip Flops

    AE & Flip Flops New Member

    Mar 1, 2006
    damnit im fallin off, wish i could drop bars thats molotov
    potent, poetry, poetic potency, potential,
    remains unessential, remains, uneventful,
    its its simple, i done wrote it twice,
    spoke ish, similar if i had rolled the dice
  6. Baron Myzzle

    Baron Myzzle The British Guy

    Dec 11, 2006
    I rolled the dice, but the both them loaded.
    Give the kidsd truth, but never sugar coat it.
    Im the dopest,
    Straight up - Check this flow kid ..
    .. dropping bars so hot, you cant help but quote it.
    Even off the top of the head, I'm knockin' em dead -
    You know this!
    When that sticky dro hit ..
    .. Im on that hit and go tip!
    That fist-fuck your momma in your prissy own crib.
    Then slide before your pops come home,
    Aint wanna pop the chrome ..
    .. Have you picking out clothes, from shoe shops alone.
    Just stop it clone.
    You are NOT this grown.
    You a novice, bro.
    I strike with hottness, so -
    Please be-ware, that we tear, emcees with cheap flares.
    I shoot rockets,
    Keep a .48 snub in my Old Dew pockets.

    Straight up.
  7. CaTchW0n

    CaTchW0n New Member

    Sep 18, 2001
    I shoot rockets,
    Keep a .48 snub in my Old Dew pockets.

    I know dudes who snatch prize possessions,
    then sell em back to you for profit
    rocked so many mic sessions they call me the mic phrophet
    my delivery sharp kid, call it u.p.s, non stop I box sets
    without no rest
    I got sex from a goodess did not undress
    dumped a load on the whore worst than garbage
    like trash day I'll put you out and leave you wasted
    like a open bar thats on me, now go to ya grave bitch
  8. 6ftground


    Jun 22, 2003
    Then 6 curb pitched it quick, she slurped it!
    spit-spit, she got it..she got it
    up and down like oil rigs,
    lubrication like broken levees --shiit
    it’s awesome- most def -de-la-soul she got me ripped
    flex-in like hulk, I bulk up like bears before the heavy snow
    Oh there her go off tempo–Phuck you hoe’s..there I blooow...
    fairy’s know- the dip- dash- just to get out my path of flow
    I’m ramped, given haters elbows, enemies hot lead shows
    I got the flows just not like every other JOE
    I get ho’s like dick got jane, I stick that thang,
    I click clack bang, I shift that thang, I’m incredible mane...lets flow
  9. barnizzle

    barnizzle HIP HOP

    Sep 25, 2004
    i'ma great and no bone head
    only reason why i drop here
    is cuz i alllready laced my own thread
    shell cases thrown lead, stories of blown bread
    followed home....
    known feds case was caught lead to thrown cold i should be lead to thrones
    leave u dead from poems, spit blood in my rhymes the pens is bones
    son of a gun guess life bred'em cold
  10. 6ftground


    Jun 22, 2003

    I’m hot like ice, and stick to flesh like lice
    damn it feels good to be bold like cop lights
    street fights, I’ve been in em, led a couple
    knocked out a few, then I grew right out of em
    like an old pair of 95 Jordans, throwback ,I kept em
    just like you keep memories, I drown em Hennessy
    use to get high but the government got chips in me
    now I just train to survive cause holywar troops killing WE
    in which it stands, I’m never going back to Iraqi(kee) sands
    I be half a man the other have a killer man like
    what we use to play in the streets, except we see em coming
    over east all we see is bloodshed and ghost face killers run-in..
    in flames speaking in tongues like they been batised by GOD or
    someth-in...........Lets Flow
  11. NAiT

    NAiT myself

    Jul 6, 1999
    speaking in tongues, spirits creep in at once
    attention turns attentively tense
    reeking of dunce, feeling weakened at once
    redemption burns we rise and repent

    cant never hide these eyes aflame
    by the wise I'm tamed, but lies then claim
    a truthful life, verse what's useful right
    pigeonholed say some I stay holding mics
    when y'all were rolling trykes
    trolling dykes, provoking fights
    I vocalized each night
    turning streets to speach
    with just the peach to take a bite
    everything was alright
    til' the view turned to fright
    never changed not quite
    it's more like developed sight
    things go bump in the night
    But still slump in daylight
    still clinging tight
    to a crumpled invite
    Do you remember the night?
  12. CaTchW0n

    CaTchW0n New Member

    Sep 18, 2001
    they say im polite, other words say that im nice
    So dope what I write, take a light you can smoke in ya pipe
    my lifes a cycle, product of my pops offspring
    for whats its worth I freestyle and it'll cost what youre offering
    Indigious expression, consider this freestyle session
    perilous, precious jewel one and a half karats
    parish this Hiphop is filled with heritage, corrupted by lables
    as the world turns like 12" inch on turntables
  13. BlaCkShaMpOo

    BlaCkShaMpOo P.u.S.h

    Nov 5, 2000
    as the world turns,man i hope the best for my kidz
    tha world upside down,and they blame it on the new kidz
    M.O.B has been tha motto since tha 2pac dayz,
    now my son screaming M.O.B,fuck what his momma gotta say.....
  14. CaTchW0n

    CaTchW0n New Member

    Sep 18, 2001
    ayo last night I got lifted and went to another apititude
    dont smoke often but I was coffin off the joints lit I had a few
    tokes, kicked a few jokes spit the new quotes
    from a point of view spitting left em soaked
    No I didnt have ghost writers or some shit I wrote
    It was off the head know the boy throughbred
    assured of it coniseur of hiphop, keep the shit fresh and ziplocked
    to make sure its hot
  15. Uri nonmylipse

    Uri nonmylipse URI NONMYLIPSE

    Mar 30, 2004
    assured of it coniseur of hiphop, keep the shit fresh and ziplocked
    to make sure its hot

    i spit rhymes like a screaming kid in a giftshop
    sicker than lip-rot an tighter than a neck hung in a slip-knot
    this aint no chip-shot, its a hole in one or a nuttin but net
    my rhymes convey nuttin but threat always uppin yo' debt
    my words come in complex 5-dimentional black patterns,
    leaving cats bent over backwards and gettin their backs shattered
    gats tattered, they might be big dogs but this cats phatter!
    a rhyme mad hatter, test me and ill always react faster
    pullin strings like god and making notes like a fender stratocaster

  16. Cheez

    Cheez New Member

    Jun 5, 2002
    fender stratocaster,
    ender of lifes, the shadow master
    come to rhyme battles with a blaster
    when my rhy-thm hits
    make saliva drip similar to ji-sm spits
    mc's get whipped like phy-sical fitness
    im a shark to your fishscale, impale a witness
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