Freewrite cypher PT.2

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  1. M-O-A Thug

    M-O-A Thug New Member

    Apr 5, 2003
    hardbody. saw-off shotty, your whole careers spotty
    riding on the harley, painting pictures like poveratti
    create incisions for your divisions, intentions
    put on suspension, see through the 3rd dimension
    invention, to take ya pension, for an extension to ya contract
    most crews beyond wack, watch me respond back
    Respond at these flakes, do not mistake, this take
    as I rip fake
  2. 2Xtreme

    2Xtreme a.k.a. Mad Static 4:14

    Dec 7, 2004
    Back for the first tiiiiimmmmmmeeeee.....

    It's 2xtreme, living his dream, in and outside
    The message boards, as I grab the mic and press record
    Spit the fury of a black man lost, at all costs
    I'm making sure you understand that I'm the fuckin' boss
    No Rick Ross, but I push these words to the limit
    Given, that I gets no love, when I spit it
    But fuck it, we making noise in every shape and form
    Ethics written, raining blood in the eye of the storm
    Faced death, but I struggle to return and show up
    We got prophets, sucking so long, and fuckin they throats up
    But little do they know, greatness is earned and not given
    So fuck if they gettin ridden by dicks for lack of spittin'
    I'm still here, and Bloodethix ain't goin nowhere
    You can't fuck wit us, this a different flow here
    If you want it, I won't be afraid to end you
    Just another nigga that we ain't gotta tend to
  3. Sir Bustalot

    Sir Bustalot I am Jesus

    Feb 3, 2002
    next ta grapple the mic after 2xtreme,
    straight into ya R.E.M sleep and thru ya dreams
    I hold the stonehendge that ruins teams,
    unholy like when a druid screams
    Im fluid streams, eroding the landscape-
    tight like when holdin a handshake,
    my plans'll make the lands quake,
    relax in class with a glass of wine and a salmon steak
    hysterical, numero uno numerical - rhymes terrible
    im glad most you smoke dope because thats why im bearable
    my rhyme's wearable, i got ya frames covered
    dont throw me no bones-
    skills honed, I aint a hurricane but ill still leave ya wit no homes
    i flow from the dome, fa sho shine mo than crome
    known ta roam thru topics like a thirsty traveller
    so sick my verse couldnt be nappy'er
    I wont need ta review this lesson-
    i know its dope and i couldnt be happy'er....
  4. M-theory

    M-theory Saint Esprit

    Jan 4, 2001
    i'm grab the mic and all bitches adorn lavender
    to be my flavour of the month, i have a full calendar
    just relax.... i never relapse...
    got Evenflow my being chose the Eddie Vedder synapse
    so sit back, listen and react...
    i spit so hard it get both of my lips chapped
    i'm the man you wanna get at, shit between this n that
    grippin' stacks of whatever just to expose that i'm clever
    shows that i'm better, most flows spoke choke ya sweater
    never gonna be wack unless it's by a bitch in the back
    seat of a chevy, hot and heavy like a full plate of spaghetti
    y'all ain't ready, and you ugly, so keep sparxxin' betty
    now's the time to drop confetti...

  5. CaTchW0n

    CaTchW0n New Member

    Sep 18, 2001
    r.i.p to Angela Devi she was a bad chick, I admit
    I even beat off to a few of her flicks, shit
    I still rip, I got the right equipment, chick gotta have the package for shipment
    Yeah she was indian, I like my chicks different
    exotic, heavy topless, ass rhombus
    I smash comforters, and put my signature splash on it
    this a tribute to my favorite habibi cuz I still want it..
  6. 6ftground


    Jun 22, 2003
    Dump it, dump it,
    the Mossburge spray thick,
    the pump splits as it hits
    like cheerleaders hips...
    Look at em blow the trumpet
    Ethix back !
    We never left black,
    Always right of the real
    like my man’s and “n”em’
    it’s the right hand with them, cause they real....
    It’s Bloodethix fam!
    Till the light’s go dim
    till my eye’s close from liven life so grim
    like haters sleep on what we spray, I just grin
    Yeah I was away for a couple of heavy post,
    b-nizz, 2xtreme, MC2, Young Wiz, Ya’ll read them
    drop “n” Hiroshima’s on cyphers, that make y’all just grin
    Even M.O.D’s got this lit light lighters
    I got flows like spiders
    web catching and bleeding niccaz like cage fighter
    I’m accepting applause and thanking niccaz look us up niccaz....Let’s Go
  7. barnizzle

    barnizzle HIP HOP

    Sep 25, 2004
    excellence my presence at best is it ...
    lyric still...vivid real projected film
    eyes spinnin reels inside my mind's spinnin chairs
    inkpens, smoking and drinkin
    on my block sittin here thinkin
    people gone but spirits is here......
    feel'em when i blow a spliff in the air of the eviening
    shells rip and they tear victim ya peers u'll be sick for some years
    tryin to hide from the gun....miss the reaper that comes
    aint no bias of thugs... u can die if ya young
    cancer in lungs from all the smoke from the blunts
    focused and blunt....know a few chumps we rob every month
  8. 2Xtreme

    2Xtreme a.k.a. Mad Static 4:14

    Dec 7, 2004
    Yea nigga......7,6,5,4,3,2,1....2XTREME COME GET SOME!!!!

    Fell back for a minute
    Catch my wind, like summer breeze in my face
    Be damned if niggas takin' my place
    We the architects of lyricism, Bloodethix
    Takin over nationwide, look out for the records
    Carrying the torch, til the boards get rejuvenated
    Nizz and 6ft, had already demonstrated
    This is where we started, how we was born
    Niggas comin on the boards, get ready to feel the scorn
    Tryin' to make a name off our expense, like their rhymes is dense
    Fuck that, you don't even make sense
    It's like Wrench made a rap that even I can comprehend
    Ain't ever gon happen, and I hope yall understand
    No hard feelings, just the rage I engage in
    This crew's here to stay, ain't no replacing
    Come step to us, just don't step over the line

  9. M-O-A Thug

    M-O-A Thug New Member

    Apr 5, 2003
    this is my signature, call me Paul Pinegar, dye like vinegar
    firework finisher, fire extinguisher
    "Lo" like 'Jennifer', your flow so miniature,
    in particular, those that read this,
    flight of the phoenix, think their on Venus,
    cuz of the uniqueness, ways that I freak this,
    flow so great-yo, dope/yayo, who wanna catch a fade, bro?
    you get done, nothin' but a victim, the way I hit him
    probably convinced-him, dispensed him, probably rinsed-him
    way off, ya whole crew-be, ya flows is booty, don't like it? sue me.
    take me to judge judy, who's he? mr. versatility, you be killing me
    go on a killing spree, I do it willingly, "Sucka" niggas like 'Mr. T'
    claimin' victory, going down in history, for sick abilities
  10. BlaCkShaMpOo

    BlaCkShaMpOo P.u.S.h

    Nov 5, 2000
    going down in history
    for blastin on my adversaries,
    got game for dayz
    just peep my documentary,
    fuck E-40's dictionary
    and tha words based on his vocabulary,
    fuck joe
    he 2 fat to lean wit it,
    i spit it vivid
    like cloudz shittin liquidz....
  11. 6ftground


    Jun 22, 2003
    I’m soul caliber..
    to a degree of excellence
    6 leaving large diameters in el losers niccaz...What!
    Haters don’t you know...?
    Bloodethix from a school of higher caliber
    you bum niccaz is executives of a lower caliber
    like a 22 or something!...
    I’m more like a 380
    B-Nizz hit like a 45- baby
    that nicca whiz hit like Uzi's
    then come the XTREME wit 2 Tommy’s
    The whole crew lyrically strap dummies....
    I’m a monsoon- claiming ya plane
    drowning ya dreams -like Katrina mane
    I be the eager man.
    marking niccaz with blood of a men.....
    I’m intense with enthusiasm to kill, call me son of sam
    The ethix ain’t in to diss”n Fam
    but if comes to it, we create avid ambitions MAN
    I’m avid for competition like an avid sports fan
    I’m fierce in devouring haters with affection man...
    So flow wit the free or get ya style put to sleep MAN
    Like ya girl after get "n" the dickies from the whole bloodethix fam
    Y'all don't know the meaning of team?
    So i'll let you PLAY on our GRIDIRON CYPHER AND BLEED.....LETS GO!!!
  12. BlaCkShaMpOo

    BlaCkShaMpOo P.u.S.h

    Nov 5, 2000
    well imma under ground king
    like bun b,
    keepin niggaz 6 feet under
    like pac and biggie,
    my glock make a show stop
    ask danity kane,
    smoke out my barrel
    while yourz clickz out flamez...
  13. barnizzle

    barnizzle HIP HOP

    Sep 25, 2004
    still a dime smasher,
    40cal stackin
    manic attack waitin to happen
    verbalize techiques in rappin my rhymes deeper
    burners rise like yeast, a dime pleaser,
    precise cut caesar wishin ya cut was lined like me
    ox by the bed where i sleep murder on my mind when i dream
    my team top seeded wit 16's aint nothing sweet
    our seated on the block frequent tuckin heat
    can't knock us change ya choices
    can't stop us ,join us...and kill the noise let go
    clepto for currency speedin thru metros
    dickie dress code certainly, spit wit the best flow
    kinda new to this craft i lack certainty, still rap like a vet tho
    gamblin souls prayin for best rolls
    dodged convict federal...charges....
    and the shit that i'm bettin on pushin the margin, got my chest cold
    so vexed hoes dont stress those
    next door...neighbor slayer, direct more..paper
    know cript raiders, these statements bless listeners players
    pitchin stolen base division is major, writtens is danger
    slangin dust off wings of an angel my lyrics is fitted and taylor'd

  14. 6ftground


    Jun 22, 2003

  15. 6ftground


    Jun 22, 2003
    This one’s for the cake chasers and the pipe slobbers
    take it from me girl, you ain’t got what it takes to trix my world..Lets go...​

    She’s upper level
    A she devil,
    Got me like a horny devil
    she’s a magic city body of the year diva

    "I can’t show you how she look either
    but read how she stack nicca,
    34,29, behind packed
    Like a nerds back pac

    She’s a ball room stopper
    got niccaz necks pop locking
    Got snobs- top hats popin
    with legs eye popin

    and nipples like reversed dimples
    Get “n” niccaz for stacks and carats that twinkle
    all cause she bust nuts off lap dances
    It's so simple...

    Man... money cum like porno queens
    damn I want her to be down like Whitney
    That's what another nicca screams,
    throwing down big face dreams

    It's all for those thighs that glisten with sweat
    got trix wanting to know like Keith Sweat
    Man look how that Ass clap loud
    like a sawed off shottie in a downtown crowd

    she got niccaz “players club” hearts bleed “n”
    got Trix acting like heathens
    man she makes those jeans look like they breath “n”
    and her blouse bulge out like 2 premature babies breast feed “n”

    Shiiiiit but at the end of the night
    That bytch pay me the cheese
    and given me the the cut you be fiend "n" for...Nicca please....Lets Go​
  16. 6ftground


    Jun 22, 2003
    The flow is beyond a gentle breeze
    6 artillery exhales hard like a Katrina spree,
    guess what I seen man:
    Bodies horizontal laid out flat fam
    I got sea legs like sea men
    when b-men be scheme in
    I got to spark the red beam man....
    ain’t no stop “n” me man,
    Damn fam!
    Peep rhyme delivery
    spawned from a mad mans diary,
    Haters iz the meaning Knavery
    so I gotta hit hard like reality.....
    These haters don’t know the meaning of persecution,
    cause they be the main bytches into promotions
    no matter,
    those - ho’s, be fresh dressed in a casket
    tears fall down slow on closed caskets......
    I ain’t no elocutionist professional
    but I do spit the ill-est visuals
    See how these quackery bytch be about break “n individuals
    Getting checks, child support and niccaz in shackles
    That’s the promotions 6 talking bout
    It got niccaz walking about
    broke -stuck, block bust “n” and shackled no-doubt
    Tackled by the system and strip of they clout
    mean while snitches walking amongst kings- snitching em out
    I say put em in a ditch with they dick in they mouth
    I spit what I see not what just flow out the mouth
    so bytches swallow and don't let none drip on my leather couch..Let's go
  17. barnizzle

    barnizzle HIP HOP

    Sep 25, 2004
    scripture to verse u could Picture the birth,
    of better days
    ghetto plays in the works stains on shirt cuz we came from the dirt
    but god reckon'd Blessing the streets
    letting us breathe
    so what's left of my greed i'm lifting this curse
    in me, eyes fail to visualize what my living is worth
    so i'm, still on a search wit killers that lurk
    dehydrated and hated for quencing our thirst
    portrayin, type nice
    like life that u see forward i saw in reverse on the first
    4 days later i fast forward and i see hankerchiefs pulled outta purse
    u lay slain...last ride in a hearse
    iron clad ebonics dispersed, clap the bisquit
    aint sac religous...but where i'm from u gotta carry a clapper to church
    pastors tha sickest some of'em be havin affairs wit the women
    sad to mention but still i'm sinnin so i can't judge'em
    forever linked in ghetto's deep we never sleep
    Play the streets so words layed on beat won't ever eat
    war deep within us
    fighting for life against death
    still theres hoods of creeps thats geeked to get us...niggaz
  18. 6ftground


    Jun 22, 2003
    still theres hoods of creeps thats geeked to get us...niggaz

    What can we do to save or unforgiven... niccaz
    where can we go
    the day is old and the night is sold
    like souls on lightning, it’s so frightening
    what can we say
    what can we do
    if every cloud strikes out in a flash of spite
    we make a dash through night
    running from the police- that’s right
    I lived my life like you lived last night
    that’s the pass for me, I got a life and a wifey
    the house is new like a born baby
    two cars GTP, AC-TL, I gots to roll rims
    I’m about living free and I gots be well
    no longer am I living low and witnessing hell
    I’m a cloud in the atmosphere raining acids on hateful bastids....Lets go​
  19. 6ftground


    Jun 22, 2003
    Let go evolve,
    let go stand tall,
    let go and spit the raw
    with every tic live well y'all
    and every toc stack big faces
    instead of spinning rims niccaz..
    and chase “n” chicken faces,
    better chase that dream taking you places
    and phuck crack sales- clock retirement mail
    if ya sales on the block is all you got-
    Welcome tu ya own hell
    while 4fathers visions of ignorance-
    painted tainted pictures of us
    Seeing Niccaz in the game as perps
    Niccaz in the streets slay a couple of souls for work
    or for a mouth full of gold, Nicca is that all we worth
    meanwhile the kids at home stank and cold
    niccaz break the mold
    and destroy the perceptions sold
    like taken that dirty money, turn it pure as gold
    it’s the DNA of a devils 400 year plot on....
    Let go evolve cause nicca you and me still shackled
    let go stand tall and break the jaw of the jackle
    let go and spit the raw and say phuck the cycle....Lets GO-Lets GO-Lets GO..
  20. 6ftground


    Jun 22, 2003
    It’s in my blood
    like salt in a slaves wounds
    I still feel the pain of my ancestors dues
    while I slept in the womb GOD told me it’ll be OK
    I live the day by looking out at the mountains peak
    I climb 3/4 of the way and still I struggle to reach my peak
    He don’t sleep but he eat up those who creep
    with man made heat- he stay warm in the cold streets
    I see swarms come and attack raw beef
    no time for talk it’s a walk that stomps in rotten teeth
    So come one -come all- talking bad in discrete
    Quick to get a nicca 6ftdeep
    It’s in my blood
    I can’t hide what I seen
    bloody concrete and cold bodies on the scene
    the streets is a nightmare indiscrete
    sun heat turns plasma sun beat
    I saw nicca shot laid out with no heart beat
    chest still got silenced by mechanized heat
    we recognize death it’s how we breath
    Born to die didn’t mean kill me, kill for G’s
    it meant for you niccaz to survive in-between
    Following the rules of a king
    Now we just live and die by any means
    At least that’s how some niccaz be....Lets Go
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