Freewrite cypher PT.3

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  1. barnizzle

    barnizzle HIP HOP

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    last thread had 7,000 views and 500 posts...crushed PT.1



    it's always
    drama i'm in cops following him
    threatin words
    head to the curb no rights read just a slur
    called me a nig,
    sometimes a loss equals a win
    what about when rights aint equal and then,
    u young, black in a benz, light tinted skin
    dont matter cuz a black is to them as god is to sin
    tryin to see if my means justify my ends
    cologne spritz'd it cuz uh dro spliffin my pen,
    game is like jordan to pippen or tracy to vince
    think the craziest shit store it in writtens
    freetypes, when i send it it's strictly for free pickings no bullshittin
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  2. barnizzle

    barnizzle HIP HOP

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    writtens is sickness, typed into screens
    move on, mob time wit limited quickness
    in, vision tha swiftness, i'm on my job rhymin
    word misprints from curb misfits, spit, subliminal lines thru verb....
    carbine assault firin, near misses from close distance
    posted'd, most sick wit the old bisquit, do u wrong
    u knew u wrong
    move in swarms soon as the doe's risen
    used to rock ice looked blue in the charm
    couple black-jewish broads, screwin yuours
    truly the best...
    i was doing it big
    fore they was sellin coogi for less
    what u, owe me's respect, stories told in text via the net
    drove a, beemer, a lex, benz and a range copped a magnum for play
    ...chased by divas for sex had alotta fights aint a dent in my frame, speech uncontested reach for ya weapon and see who really would die for the breath they reppin...
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  3. barnizzle

    barnizzle HIP HOP

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  4. barnizzle

    barnizzle HIP HOP

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    freestyles is nothing, i adapt to the change
    grown up insane pissy hallways crafted my pain
    trapped in a maze, rellos cracked for the haze
    back in the days often i seen a coffin or three
    souls lost in a daze seein and belivein on TV
    that anything u want can be bought if u pray
    no work
    all play and people could dig they self out a grave
    but that's kill bill this fields real
    health can get lost in a day
    wish it was a good one like cube sung
    often it aint, this happens often in saint..
    louis, some of the truest bosses and saints
    never took a loss on my frame, u should tell thru his music
    they say i was a good son but often i'm aint
    coulda got lost in the clink it cost'em the bank
    paid to the lawyer and i had a good one, he got...
    lenord little to skate
    serious qoutes reppin life to the full
    blunts get pulled wit msyterious folks
    look in the mirror at ghosts, take him serious spoken
    visual poems not on paper, typed to the screen
    shells from the roof skydive on haters
    so fly i'm sky high, dont know why maybe thats from my old life, fallen angels slaugther fables till truth get chimed
    alter angles , serve n carters to neighbors....
    ahh..martered for ranges, part of'em dangerous and the other part so tired of gun firing no lying wish i aint have to carry but my region sick
    seen my, homie to day and he told me this
    these cats, broke in his whip at the motel 6
    he told the ran thru to pass the chrome 45th
    shot bout 6, robbers scattered none of'em splattered
    it really dont matter that just regular shit we deal wit
    witnessed gun clappin as kids, drugs trafficin big..
    fill, rellos with dro inhalin the smoke wit rebels i know
    live by codes unwritten in stone
    so everythin u was told i s irrelevant tho
    stashin a G...
    traffciking keys connect "fronted a P" like LMNO
    fuckin wit wanted for embezzlement hoes


    real talk
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    barnizzle HIP HOP

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  6. 6ftground

    6ftground BLACKACE/GRIMREADER

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    Got the dea playing these snitching hoes
    but you know what they say...
    You can blame it on him
    you can blame it on me
    you can blame it on her you can
    you can blame it on sin
    but were ever you go
    were ever you dwell
    you make your own hell
    you sell your on soul
    so my niccaz be well
    I tell a tale of chasing tail
    Making sells making bail
    Oh well I take my time
    Cause it’s no time to fail
    Most hommies cause fallacies
    It’s not a formality for my reality
    I’m just real I spit in wells and wish to currency
    Cause ain’t no body paying me I make money
    I make dreams come to reality
    Like this three story, two car luxury
    I past the broke stage just problems now
    But I keep my composure and compose
    Rhymes that seek through minds
    Turning them to composer---man I’m sublime
    Leaving the hardest of lines for writers to climb
    So in this next line just relax and free ya mind..Let’s GO
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  7. 6ftground

    6ftground BLACKACE/GRIMREADER

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    Free Ya Mindz.. Hommie..Take this thread to a Mill-lee-yon...
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  8. barnizzle

    barnizzle HIP HOP

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    A mill ee yon would get this, feeling gone
    the realest one in the sickest city wit buildings gone
    vacant, living spawned
    the children u read,
    painted thru screens presented in poem form
    rather, rappin dont matter either way vision is born
    hated, mostly by bitches i'm dodging after i hit'em,gone
    niggaz is mad, its they, bitches i'm skeetin they kissin on
    this is, the rarest form of a ex-pression of stress that i carved
    the echelon don, presence, un contested unless it was god
    i aint never tested in streets , my lectures is deep
    and i suffer, from a rare case of what u get is what u see
    a hustler, slangin a couple of packets, bout, 32 ounces then stashin
    who could fuck witcha? i'm thinkin no 1 like keys...a couple of..done changed i adapted my game profited cashed out and relaxin watchin my son play

    one
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  9. barnizzle

    barnizzle HIP HOP

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    32 ounces thinkin no one like keys

    but y a'll dont hear me tho
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  10. CaTchW0n

    CaTchW0n New Member

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    barnizzle gets cypher lyricist of year award going diamond platinum and shit....
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  11. barnizzle

    barnizzle HIP HOP

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    aha thats whats up man all i do is chill out after work wit my kids at the house..smoke a L when they sleep, lift some weights clean my guns and post raps every now and then

    the coolest nigga wuh..the coolest nigga wuh
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  12. PIRUhustler

    PIRUhustler New Member

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    the rap persecuter…and you ain’t got no shit on me nigga
    you born premature… so man up and listen as I smoke a blunt
    I’m blazing up this homie with lead….leavin trauma to the head
    Like a body in the river, your flowin is dead remember
    Yeah…you can see it nigga, 4 4 strapped
    I’m blowing your head lo…so don’t forget
    you better know my rep…before you step
    yeah I do that and plus I break jaws…call me a nigga that’s raw
    10 paces and draw is what I do lo
    you only had 5 seconds at the start
    but and now you got played hard
    and you'll never see eye to eye,
    shit i go at yo throat like it about to be sliced
    and i'm proud to be tight, chip this hoe off like dykes,
    go ask yo bros for advice
    so nigga hold back...
    cause i'll have you eatin yo words like you swallowed yo rhymebook
    like mobb deep, look
    stop stressin n guessin muthafucka you shook
    cause you weak…I’ll leave on the kerb
    you sound like every other wack muthafucka I’ve heard
    And why you talking shit like yo mouth be yo ass
    If my verse were a dick…you’d be eating them fast
    damn nigga…you need a change
    PIRU in this muthafucka…wining the race
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  13. barnizzle

    barnizzle HIP HOP

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    fiendin...to make, my life better the reasons important
    changed in meaning last season
    years is episodes recordin...
    a new breezy i, skeeted a seed in
    bitch lied, said she was on birth control i believed it
    main hoe...aint know i was creepin
    found out from a...friend who had seen her
    had ta..ditch her..later she fell, back in the picture...
    so if ya, follow'd my raps you know of scriptures i tell..
    decipherin graphs
    in the cypher i'm that, nigga inhaling an L
    chicken wiring necks collect, products wit smith in front of the "wess..
    son"(oil)..type greasy in text, metal's my nails that sink
    deep in the flesh reaper of death thru screens u seen on the net
    end ya sooner than quicker u frail
    gun and shells sit on the shelf
    earth becoming hell ice caps might melt
    recall so deep..ear drums crack bleedin and fail
    past seeings remembered so well....
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    barnizzle HIP HOP

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    barnizzle HIP HOP

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    recall so deep...past seeings rememered so "well"
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  16. barnizzle

    barnizzle HIP HOP

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    i done, seen alot
    no wonder my dreams
    is the, vividest scenes and cynical plots
    my guns is cleaned and cocked
    cream is seen and clocked
    battle d'evils around the clock
    addicts is fiendin for highs off rock
    tragedy seen in, up close
    driveby's non-stop gotta tuck toast
    since uh..quita got shot, could give a fuck bout hope
    on the block...
    never see ghosts they haunt the folks they rott..
    chasing the cool, drenched in a pool of blood..
    to looking clean 3 piece suit in a box
    get ya, vehicle chopped
    got, loud mouths, but they often learn...
    find they whip parked up the block torched and burned
    how u gone bounce back and ya paper that thin
    cats..hating on him, cuz i'm favored to win
    imagine me..page and a pen...haze and some gin
    sittin in studios wit bitches nice face and some friends
    truly tho i'm the gritty type, knife on my waist .38 in the timbs..

    free'd
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  17. ADilla15

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    What's the plot, where crooked cops stay brought
    Where the spot stay hot, crack fiends stay rot
    What a street yatch, a car driven by a big shot
    Hip-hop with no time slot, stay givin congressmen clots
    Rap swagger can't be caught, they a fly beggin to be swat
    In the city never do a trot, or yo head stay seeing knots
    Give the sidewalk a pysch blot, in the window when you see a red dot
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  18. CaTchW0n

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    Im in the game watching the clock..they on the pine ock
    you flopped ya time stopped
    put it in a pine box
    I might give it to ya man
    its an assist Neva be dropping dimes unless its a bitch
    you stay catching them bricks
    I can fill a big order problemless
    Or Isiah ya strip and roll up wit knicks..
    swole on the hip, swole on the waist
    kitana shit bracelet cut up ya face
    No running wit jakes or running wit fakes
    they'll take ya words that hold weight
    twist them to mistakes
    I live and relate to what real niqqas portray
    big dogs eat ya food fuck if they give em a plate
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  19. SpeedyCalhoun

    SpeedyCalhoun Obviously...

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    I was king of the chypher for a minute; I quit/
    It takes balls to rumble, cats had negative dicks/
    I guess its pussy in way...but the type I refuse/
    I hate funny bitches. Everyline they write, I'm amused/
    Warmin' up...
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  20. hushugv

    hushugv New Member

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    call it what you want but the future is now
    Kuberick couldn't manipulate a gloomier style
    so you can get used to the sound, I'm movin' the crowd
    pass me a mic and a beat and its bout to go down
    check the life cycle of the merry go round
    spiralling through the center of the burial ground
    I ascend when I vent so when I carry a noun
    you better realize you're aerial bound, spare me the clownin
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