Freewrite cypher PT.3

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  1. thedream233

    thedream233 Thrillmatic

    Nov 18, 2005
    Yo its dream commin through to rock the mic quick
    Even deaf mothafuckas can rock to my shit
    these punk Muthafuckas tried to discriminate me
    but No matter how they try they cant eliminate me
    a whole gang of MCs and they spit that sick shit
    make tha bitches so horny that they strip skinless
    my ryhmes shoot past ya dome, leave ya hat brimless
    find the thickest cutie hit her with the pimp shit
    Watch me stride into the club and scoop all the women
    and run through these hoes like Rupaul in prison

  2. mr.redeyez

    mr.redeyez Active Member

    Mar 11, 2007
    ''deze Ni99az Aint Fukkin Wit Me,cuz See,imma Lion Own Land But A Shark In The Sea''

    Im Hot,
    Im Own Fiya So Illegal Like A Crack Pot/
    Tha Only Time U Talk Big Is When Ya Caps Locked/
    Or When U E-thuggin In A Chat Box/
    You Dont Really Wanna Lay Up In Dat Wooden Box/
    An Since A Kid There Wasnt A Ni99a Dat I Would'nt Box/
    I Got Hand's Like Tyson Or Roy Jones/
    U Cake As Ni99as I Got Da Ice'n Now Im Slice'n Da Boy Dome/
    Shyt An I Take Outta Big Chunk/
    He Wus Talkin Bad But Nina Got Em Soundin Like A Chip Munk/
    Cartoon As Ni99as Betta Stay Home An Powda Ya Noses/
    Fa U An Ya Fam Get Showered In Roses/
    U Say U Hot,but Ya Rhymes Got Me Takin Nyquil Shots/
    Dis A Cold As Freestyle But I Feel Hot/
    I Wus Born At Tha Bottom Of Tha Food Chain/
    Had To Eat A Couple Gorillas Until Da Toolz Came/
    Arrived Just Own Time Now Im A Prove Who Really Aint Got A Ounce Of Sence In Dey Head/
    I Got Stories In My Brain Dat'll Make Ya Piss In Ya Bed/
    Follow Me To A Place Where The Sinna's Is Led/
    Where Dey Smoke Weed An Drank Gin Till They Feelins Is Dead/
    Ho Ni99as Is Lookin Like Cinnamon Bread/
    Dont Get Retarded U No Youz A Innocent Sped/

    Damn I Think I Went To Far....da Blunt Gone So I Can Feast Now.
    Im Done Wit Dis Freestyle.
  3. barnizzle

    barnizzle HIP HOP

    Sep 25, 2004
    will drop all shit on my mind
  4. barnizzle

    barnizzle HIP HOP

    Sep 25, 2004
    what a life my..birth scene was wintery...
    was deemed bright, had adapted to street life
    that was my teen life, demented mentally
    ran in dirty tennis sneaks to beat..
    street lights as knee highs ..
    blame the new scene of he..
    dropped school eventually
    seems like psuedo rules twisted me
    nightmares horrific dreamt of in-equities
    it's too sick of me, excuse his cool history
    bitches want what they cant get from me
    x boo's be missin me
    i try to let go of the past..
    when they blow a kiss
    i tellem to blow a dick, laugh as i pass
    the, L in rotation, lucky lefty i'ma threat to ya cash
    but..i got..some issues that's hittin me
    i seek from u, no sympathy
    but maybe u can relate if u, hang wit hustlers pitchin weight
    laughin at bitches and drinkin hennessy straight on the
    regular get development from tennnesse
    weed take me to another place..
    forgettin these memories...
    evils unholy ubiquity entered me
    tempted me inlisted me as i..sat at the table wit thieves
    niggaz who..
    life i saved changed they ways
    close friends dont say hi these days
    guess crime paid shame u shakin hands wit the enemy
    hate is the new love, bitches is stuck in a daze
    too busy fightin off craves for cheddar and infamy sweaters, timbalan'd feet
    i was brought up
    poor righteous in my folks likeness
    miss ghetto would kill if u let her
    in the end she'd leave u for better..
    no 4 page letters or old vendettas debt'd
    suffer from deja, vu cuz i'm clever..
    my thoughts is like a receptor
    to those who aint in the flesh
    coded copies of predecessors lesssoned by death
    lectures confessed bested the rest what a effortless test
    hide guns in the floor, by the door watchin the steps
    next to the desk in front of the mirror is the high tec
    eternal reflections reflect i'm good mourning my rest..
    i got bout 4 woman only one i'm like "good morning" the rest..
    is for sex sad it had to be this way but
    i felt i was trapped i guess i entered her net
    prolly listening to her mom more hearin me less
    and i know life is full of stress and things happen for reasons
    but shit been bad for the past 12 seasons..

    free'd it
  5. barnizzle

    barnizzle HIP HOP

    Sep 25, 2004
    yeah thats real talk right there
  6. Magnumb

    Magnumb New Member

    Dec 10, 2007
    Ancient Blasphemy, Mags plans is straight dasterdly
    Wit a scalpul im not a doctor but I "Greys" Anatomy
    Staticly charged, Im bleeding lightning n Savage in barz
    And if its a fight, no need in heaters im just Brandishing arms
    To shake my hand would blister days Im the flames of Irony
    My statetments grand like kings proclaiming of fame and dynasties
    Ina salt lake I'll bury The heart ache you carry
    I got my starboard out the Harbor before yall made a baring
  7. Roc Boulder

    Roc Boulder New Member

    Apr 25, 2006
    Im nasty when speaking, you'll drink a glass of my semen
    My shadows that of a demons, sippin my chalice n' breathin
    heavily this whiskey's half of the reason I demonstrate
    this demonic state and levetate to heaven I ascend to great
    limits. Critics continue to critic me for pushing barriers
    various pussies carry this venereal I buried in them cuz Im careless.

    At my burial, put me in a wooden box good 'n locked
    before I was killed the killa cut my throat so I couldn't talk.
    I wouldn't walk a crooked block without my homie on the look out spot
    than I'd roll up on a cat that's cooking rock, and ask for a hit.
    Death... man Im asking for it, poppin pills and slashing my wrist
    depressions manifesting, the doctors say Im jus a passionate kid
    that's needs to relax for a bit, so I have a nap and a spliff...
    In my life laughters a myth, it's just sadness that's it.
    I'm not good at handling it, so mad Ima flip and stab in ya ribs.
    There's a poison in my body making me ill, even my rappin is sick
    I have scabs on my dick and accidentally gave crabs to ya bitch
    quit yappin ya lips or I'm attacking you quick with a magnum clip.
    Toetaggin ya click, hoe training ya chick, bodybaggin ya crib
    my whole gang in the whip bangin the trick 'till my bangers'll skip.
    Put my fangs in her neck, a dangerous wreck with coathangers and clits.

    A bunch of randomness.
  8. CaTchW0n

    CaTchW0n New Member

    Sep 18, 2001
    ayo niqqas is fakes thought they was gettin cake
    switch place put ya bitch in figure 8
    aint a waiter but i'll snatch up ya dinner plate
    I been a ape, you playin wit the monkeys
    money is time so quit fuckin wit money
    my team stay famished always hungry
    till we lavish buying cribs in others countries
    take over ya strip have niqqas pump for me
    yeah im talkin wreckless cuz like Yi I'll shoot for the BUCKS
    for that cheese DC snipe and shoot from the trunk
    on my pivot for the digits aint a fool for the pump
    tap wire jaws like snitches you'll be eating out tubes for months
  9. mr.redeyez

    mr.redeyez Active Member

    Mar 11, 2007

    What Da Fukk Man Let Me Loose Im Untame Dat Mean Dat Im Off Of Da Chain.....

    Imma Yung Ghetto Dude Out Ta Get Wut I Need/
    The Only Time U Talk Tough Is When U Hittin Da Weed/
    Im Livin In Proverty,in My City We Bleed/
    Blood From Our Eyes,cuz We Drop Tears For Our Seed's/
    Hopin For A Betta Day When Our Motha's Wont Greev/
    I Should Get Own My Knee's An Pray To The Lord/
    Cuz U Live By It U Die By It But Im Rasin My Sword/
    An Dat Bytch Got An Extention Like A Telephone Cord/
    Shyt I Gotta Keep My Head High Speacially When Mama Low Own Da Rent/
    So Wut Imma Sit Dere An Blow Own Da Lent/
    Nope Imma Get Out In Dat Jungle Get Paid An Blow Own A Spliff/
    Gone Head Sleep Own Me But When I Blow Up Like Dynamite/
    Imma Laugh Atcha Cuz Im Sikk Like Syanide In Tha Streets Or Behind The Mic/
  10. barnizzle

    barnizzle HIP HOP

    Sep 25, 2004
    will post later
  11. barnizzle

    barnizzle HIP HOP

    Sep 25, 2004
    plant my seeds on pants and sleeves..
    no ro--mance, and leave the tramps i breeze
    my, creative cavity suffer from blashpemy
    to many cranium tragedies dream bout death in 3's
    blessed is he, see the unseen in one scene
    dont be, mad at thee blame he, devil plans of insanity
    feelin, leagues of hands that's grabbin me
    demons look vietnamese hooks on hands and feet
    similar to barrakka off M k 3
    u'd see'em and scream, i see'em and squeeze
    hold a tec wit a beam, bring death to its knees
    feelin enlightned at peace
    but no mason, still my lawyer throw cases
    thrown casings where foe's hangin
    even if victims ripped no witnesses cooperatin so probation
    what ya stackin like? want some words of advice
    dont stamp a tramp as wife...most these bitches aint actin right
    thats the facts of life, cops'll harrass u like,,,
    u aint got no rights no matter if u dark skinned,
    light, or could pass for white....these is
    the demons hauntin u to a early casket sleepin and that's ya life

  12. RemyRed

    RemyRed The Rain

    Dec 10, 2007
    Guilty as I could possibly be, a one man army//
    Take out whole family trees of Mc's, oh yess//
    you could Place that blame on me//
    I take it in stride the laws i abide by//
    same one's you cry, and swallow ya pride by//
    I paint a perfect picture you got something for me i could get with cha//
    let's extort this rap ish escape to brazil and get richa//

    Red is set up to upset fiscal year figures//
    watch Me shine n grow bigger than the lips of the marci ni**a jigga//
    Looking back At one point i'da crept, But now i got others watching my every steps//
    but Thier ain't no chance you could step when i boggie down//
    Take that smile flip that ish upsidown it's reD for the crown.//
    Two year ago you laugh but how you like me now//
  13. barnizzle

    barnizzle HIP HOP

    Sep 25, 2004
    havin trouble understandin the meanin
    if i
    find meaning icould justify my reasoning
    a misleaded troublesome heathen
    and part of my region is plauged by crime
    streets is a demon, cops buyin back heaters
    read the headlines of-the newspaper i'm readin
    here go the link if u not believing me...
    home of the haters i'm seeing, things thats sickening
    the pace of my dreams is quickening
    seeming like reality TV i'm living in
    symptoms is cripplin imagery visually transmitted lyrically
    vintage but brand new wit flawless symmetry...
    thats, just the facts lord forgive my past
    heinous acts and all the chicks i smashed
    all the blunts i dragged..and every punch that land
    persuading chicks to commit credit card scams and..
    cheat on they man, not stickin to plans...
    all the, bets that i chanced wit a gun in my hand
    in jesus name i repeat what i'm sayin
    hopin i'm clean stated before my death date is..
    react wit god speed on. those who profess hatred
    feelin like the hydrant a dog pee'd on
    pissed off cuz i cant get my bricks tossed like rick ross
    cuz of this government switch, right now its flipped off
    trick? papers only for me and my seeds
    get lost walkin thru the back of my crib where i be..
    smokin on weed, last night had a dream
    i was havin a orgy wit 6 demons it seemed
    like they face was familiar wit feminine features
    from past experiences thru different seasons
    can't control my thinkin i survive on drinkin and dro
    its either, sink or float seein my thinkin get slow
    life dont go, the way that it's posed ta
    grew up idoloizing players on posters
    found out, it's harder to stay focused
    when ya hood got strays and folks
    gd's and jokes, cracksmoke
    make it hard for fiends to stay sober
    and those that stay sober find it harder to cope
    so crackheads rape children in blank buildings...qoute

  14. Magnumb

    Magnumb New Member

    Dec 10, 2007
    Like an L.a Quake the way Im shaking the stars
    Often Hell awakes when Im raising these barz
    Taking up arms and Im remaining at large
    Til The army is arrained and we Facing the charge
    So how you holding up? Bad? well call me a pillar
    And you can get held up in the back if ya falling off kilter
    My mind couldnt be Iller if it was on a life line
    I'll Evaid your punches like tina after Ike Died
  15. barnizzle

    barnizzle HIP HOP

    Sep 25, 2004
    ike and tina..STL natives baby
  16. barnizzle

    barnizzle HIP HOP

    Sep 25, 2004
  17. icepick red

    icepick red New Member

    Nov 2, 2007
    damn fuck is this the mood musik of cypher threads

    i aint hatin...u posting heat
  18. icepick red

    icepick red New Member

    Nov 2, 2007

  19. CaTchW0n

    CaTchW0n New Member

    Sep 18, 2001
    eat the cake Ana Mae......

    Today is saturday trying figure my sanity,
    cuz we know insanity isnt vanity
    insanity aint a joke, its like doing same thing over and over
    looking for different results
    Sometimes feels like lives in a chokehold
    these thoughts had to catapult
    from the hot stove rock n roll to a block where no cops patrol
    I got my spot to hold
    trying to retire before 40
    you couldnt Fuck wit me in a orgy
    I cant feel dudes must be straight off morphine
    cook it up right bring back more fiends
    these chicks want the best of me the recipe to the offspring
    but I keep it movin, Money Over Bitches
    get it gutter when im spittin and the seats look like butter in the benzes
    think im a cutter see the wristes its princess
    I show you how to do this be my understudy apprentiss
    the whip capturing a chick interest
    thats what I call whip appeal
    got the wheels on garnett's so chicks come out garments
    niqqas is garbage i eat em like gourmets....
  20. barnizzle

    barnizzle HIP HOP

    Sep 25, 2004
    lol @ eat the cake ana mae
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