Freewrite cypher PT.4

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  1. M-O-A Thug

    M-O-A Thug New Member

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    twisted an missin, without a pot to piss in/
    old school, but still talkin funny like eddie griffen//
    it's a mission, sometimes to stop going/
    going bowling, when the gutter balls stay rollin'//
    it's knowin', when we come to spit poems/
    poetry, running through, dudes like jesse owens/
    hard to control when off of juice and gin/
    like this was '93 and Snoop started all over again//
    I bend tin man's, like thin pan's/
    that you put a pizza on and sell it for $10--nahhh//
    probably not, i'm a astronaught or an afterthought/
    lookin' at what's written on the board in chalk//
    i walk time boundaries, an clown emcees/
    like a bloodhound when I search through zero degrees//
    the wind pressure, blowin' too fast/
    like running 40 dash, inside of gym class//
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  2. barnizzle

    barnizzle HIP HOP

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    good lookin out redeyez
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  3. barnizzle

    barnizzle HIP HOP

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    sign of the times i'm seein surround me
    not lookin for trouble, but it easily found me
    it's needin me, so a burner i sneak on me soundly
    constantly peakin around me cuzza drama, i'm wild
    from a town where crimes allowed, cuz the cops around
    bout as crooked as kyza's smile, they lookin..
    nother gat tooken money lost in county bookin..
    bounty's tooken coming round..knockin and juxin
    is not what it's lookin, boosters poppin and boostin
    fiends, coppin and usin teens is cockin and shootin in unison
    minds polluted...TV abusers not wit no movements
    the sean bell shootin went un-rioted and looted..
    TV try to dillute it wash down and up root it
    just look at the roots that's where the truth is
    blowin a spliff, in the coupe benz that's wifey whip
    the other one i let sit, dro weed lowkey in the 6..
    can't be swervin the burban, gas high as i sit
    throne holder
    .50 cal chrome cobra in a black holster reside on my hip
    i'm not for no lip
    the shit that i spit is addictive diction it's like, i poisoned the print
    keyin and enter optic terrors thru media centers u get
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  4. litesknbaby

    litesknbaby ReaLesT Femcee

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    i stay hungry , rap money is callin
    im lookin for some paper everyday of my life, til im fallin
    even if i dont hit the catogory of "ballin"
    i still spend stacks and im livin my life regardless...
    IM THE HARDEST OUT

    ill put 200 quick that im-it, im the hardest
    ask any of THEM , u it?, youll see no noddin
    im a lil cocky bitch wit bars and lines like the county jail
    i dont need the blue suit to let you know im about my mail
    if its a problem ill set the tone , i get the hate alot
    but im nync wit them back street boys, i can make it pop
    i flip dudes who hate the swagg cuz im rippin the mic
    talk bad ,"kiss my ass" i infringe on your rights
    cuz if the dividends are off-sight, im not-nice
    ima ride the block twice and cop guys like mi-am-i vice
    no time for stop-signs i just ram thru the lights

    i lost the beat , im cold i frost the scene
    these poupouri femcees smell good, but burn out n leave
    my turn to conquer the dream, im passionate dont block the beam
    im stayin focus on plan A , its no existing option B
    so if i fall up off-a-these and im not squared away like isocoles
    imma have to fuk wit rat bitches, to spot the cheese


    KEYSTYLE/FREESTYLE QUEEN
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  5. M-O-A Thug

    M-O-A Thug New Member

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    to spot the cheese, i'm at the lotteries/
    with a lot degrees, going on a shoppin' spree//
    holler-g, and I'll be hollering/
    posturing, and slightly scholaring//
    dollaring, like I had to pay a lot of dues/
    breathe in deep, back and forth through the nostrulls//
    it's mission impossible, when i spit thoughtfull, jewels/
    slightly collosull, though, like somethin' impossible/
    outside, it's volatile, yet inside it's hollow though/
    yo, on rainy mountains I'm usually steppin on mad puddles/
    water flowin from a fountain like the Dow jones/
    stock market, when it start's to fall alittle/
    like iverson's braids when it zig zags and swivles/
    gift got the riddle, from the riddlore, like batman/
    cause kids to get a headache, and ask for an asprin/
    don't want to carry on for hours, just want to chill under a fast fan//
    change of flight plan, like a seagull or pack of pigeons/
    yeah, wait.., you could catch pass the golden gate/
    up San Francisco, with the 49ers there to take...//
    another chump team out,/
    if we the underdogs you could'nt find a better team out//
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  6. 6ftground

    6ftground BLACKACE/GRIMREADER

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    see, the life of some is all about talking loud
    nicca lower your voice,
    you can’t be heard over my crowd
    I’m a different breed indeed I take heed to those who text nice
    Thus the B-Nizz cipher stay hot like heisted ICE
    you smell like it, but I’m not the one to hate on shit
    get it, I know you didn’t, my style to complex, bytch
    it’s somewhat of a vex, on the hexed, I type in text ,
    flow on that blue mic , my pop filter on freeze
    I give props, not nut shots, I don’t lie, I just stay reeeal..
    Cause all I got in this world is my words and deeeeez…Yeah!
    I got haters on appeal, you’ll get no deal, I’m the actual pact
    and I spit genuine not like your all day sounding the same ass mc
    but like that all day and night hustler mc who’s flow sell,
    so clap twice, G’s smack vice, Players collect digits for tonight
    and call up the bitches, I’ll slang out the pitches
    throw the middle finger up to the police and snitches..they Bitches..they bitches..
    It all a game, damn if we do, damned if we don’t
    I keep the games on stomp, playing phonies like chumps
    I’m on the ground silent making no sound….
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  7. barnizzle

    barnizzle HIP HOP

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    haha rippin, wut my nigga
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  8. Yung Troy

    Yung Troy The Lyrical King

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    Iced out and my ring got the blues, run up on me you'll be singing a song
    cuz the boy be rockin Angie Stones
    leave him alone, or he blastin the chrome
    Im the opposite of katrina I'll be sending ya home
    holmes don't come at me wrong, heart is of stone
    I hope you never raise ya volume cuz I'd lower ya tone
    2 to ya dome, check ya grill, think about it and the beef is gone
    let's take it farther I'll be over your grave pouring a cup of patron
    you betta phone ya boys, you'll need protection
    get my bitch to fuck you up, lose the condoms boys
    watch she get all in ya ass, all kinds of toys
    she give a nigguh three bangs, ha, hope you enjoy........

    just some quick shit........feel me
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  9. M-O-A Thug

    M-O-A Thug New Member

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    hope, ya enjoy, just some quick stuff that 'cha wrote/
    the pastachio style, mean's i'm goin' nuts, in the quotes/
    root beer float, rope a-dope, take it as a joke/
    yea, who cares, 'cept when the bill is due, gotta get the check i wrote//
    i'm in the back drinkin coke, at the bar, while the tournys on/
    I journey on, feel scary wrong, when the light is on//
    I mean off, crazy like a crowd when it starts to mosh/
    oh my gosh, long like a pass brady zipped to moss/
    march madness, see you like glasses/
    that I had on, watch me playin' john madden/
    and Nba Live, I had'nt played since 96-'95/
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  10. CaTchW0n

    CaTchW0n New Member

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    back in 96 95 I was too young to drive
    Now my whip got wheels size almost older than I
    I stay dippin, stay spliffin in the shotgun like Young Vince is
    my sentence is vintage my critics is finish my mission is infinite
    for that paper catch a menace at the burger stand and mc eiht ya
    do it now not later, fuck procrastors...
    Pushin a benz Im out for that Ashston later, the economy rite now is ass
    still spending cash, my ass a paper chaser
    got a pass from that hatian livin in the M.i.a kidd
    guilty by association, like obama's pastor
    I'll spawn a bastard hang the kid like mike jackson off the rafters
    Im off the wall, you a boss we can conference call
    I confront all u wanna brawl? or shoot it out like brunson dogg
    no conscience at all to stomp a clown at the mall
    pull my dick out and treat em like the stall
    like LeBron u can be a witness to all
    Kush got em blair witchin the wall we cherish the rich
    and bitch at who falls but im rarely glitched
    my circuits dont switch, im not perfect but on my wrist isnt a flaw
    snatch his chain they call it a conflict diamond
    I inflict the pain u can pop a vicatin
    im not a pitcher but I can strike a man
    in the cypher Im gettin thumbs like a hiker man
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  11. Linxz

    Linxz What!

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    texts book cats call me wack, but I'm able to look pass
    greasy wit the streetz, so I know they ass
    hate and fear, cause they don't understand
    how ya misunderstood, when I spread like petty pan
    guess these cats aint in, to take it and win
    these cats crabs saying my flow sand, hood nyggaz i've ban
    spit wreckless, to found they self in a trash bin
    thats real shyt, to a motherfucking BOSS
    hate how I and1 the game, call em HotSauce...Nygga BOSS!
    give a fuck bout ya lifestyle, he further than hip-hop.... I'M REAL TALK
    hear ya barking, these clowns aint bout what they walk
    aint got a swag like me, who keep a buzz in the streets
    aint got flow like mines, who keep hoes in they seat
    NYGGA this me, you can try but a habit I'll be
    i'm in all forums, catch me whenever... i'm pure form
    its clear real NYGGAZ keep up, holding thoughts to bring on STORMS




    haha...i'm out
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  12. barnizzle

    barnizzle HIP HOP

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    be a witness to shame you knew
    i show symptoms of flu
    from shit that i knew, drinkin a brew before noon blew,
    blunt smoke at the moon
    drunkness insued still mentioning rules,
    and regulations, dscrimination what a foul nation we grew,
    gun totin's the basics
    u sholl best kept it, witchu concealed, a best kept secret..the steel,
    only is real as the user who drew..
    topics related and viewed taken in writtens i drew
    framed in forum form i was born wit horns
    thoughts get brainstormed and laymen'd for you
    when trans acts is made, aight, simple and plain its..
    nothin but grade A jane consumed
    light'd wit flames..that was the life that we braved
    the shit that we say, take with to the grave these hardcore signs of pain

    free'd
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  13. barnizzle

    barnizzle HIP HOP

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    a L breathin hell seeing, young militant
    answer to questions like why i inhale refer
    sometimes, heavier wit a change of the season
    evil hide history even
    knowledge is truth, its essential to well being
    that'swhy its too many frail teachers
    even the church resorting to lyin and thievin from snake preachers
    counterfiet cures thru tithes is decievin
    sign of the times that i'm seein
    thoughts of frequent lyrics daydreamed to the screen that u readin...
    i type critical literture young poetic product of the streets i'm seen in...
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  14. barnizzle

    barnizzle HIP HOP

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    just when u thought the beast was leavin
    jagged edge knife blades got my reach increasin
    my sense of peace decreasin since police was sneakin
    but to, each his thinkin i'm only at peace when i'm drinkin
    tuckin the .38 not only on weekends but 100 percent u see'em
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  15. barnizzle

    barnizzle HIP HOP

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  16. barnizzle

    barnizzle HIP HOP

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    stand firm in conditions that blister,
    spit fire crackaz in snowstorms,
    the way that u spit it
    i can tell that u h0e born
    i work at a job that's black owned....
    we fire crackars and hire cons,
    poetic descriptions of afflictions for entertainment ventures..
    on the net, spit simple scriptures delivered
    of avenue's wher souls gone
    clothes torn from chrome warmed and lifted
    subliminal lines i spit sicker than porn
    wondershowzen tongues get spoken
    some from omen i,
    provided the shade when the sun beholds'em........
    lungs implodin from blunts we smokin
    some be left, some be floatin
    some be knifed from...gums to neck
    guns and vests in my dreams on the reg....
    none can test, i'm atilla the hun at best
    got ya hun on stress....askin for sex and welts on neck
    rope a..round her neck cursed flesh takin no shorts no less
    bout to get her strung off death..
    yes....lungs infect from the slums infested my,
    brain from fiends, some decrepted
    and some u wouldn't expect it
    waitin for they..
    government checks to get strung out on meth and neglected
    race for the white house, nother psuedo election, i bet
    i hunt wit respect on ya young if i hear its a threat
    sons derranged....son of sam i am
    got questions bout life i let my dogs explain...
    u can't, read my thoughts
    a mind simple hardly explains the evils it was taught from...
    cradle to grave
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  17. 6ftground

    6ftground BLACKACE/GRIMREADER

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    From the cradle to the grave
    Lifes got me saaayin..
    is it time is it time to die, to d----ie
    is it time, is it time, is it time, is it time, to die,
    to die, to die, to die, to die, to die, to die,to die to die,to d-----ie

    nicazz just don't really know
    cause niccaz just don't spit real flowz
    cause niccaz to busy speaking about them hoe's
    and how they killed them foes
    if you such a kill nicca then join the war and go all pro,
    I though you knew
    death was dishonorable
    Especially if it’s premeditated
    like threw the eyez of a presidents
    "it’s a war folks and soldiers die,"
    he promotes death and veto’s internal pace
    -muthaphucka please!-
    That’s why I don’t even listen to a hitler ass chiefs-
    with a played out podium speech
    about terrorist threats, nicca give me gas relief
    what you know about a terrorist breech
    I see em perched up on the block in our city streets,
    and they moving like fiends looking to get a itch
    moving like a matrix glitch, wherez my orical--Bitch?
    tell me why president smith got America on bow down quick
    and soldiers bodies hollowed out for oil clout-Ain't that A' Bitch
    and world war power bouts, got black gold burning out
    Nicca -it’s death until the greedy pockets overfloooooow no doubt....
    DAAAAMN!!!(echo)

    From the cradle to the grave
    Lifes got me saaay-yin..
    is it time is it time to die,
    to d----ie
    is it time, is it time, is it time, is it time,
    to die, to die, to die, to die, to d-----ie
    is it time is it time to die, to d----ie
    is it time, is it time, is it time, is it time,
    to die,to die, to die, to die, to die,to die to die,to d-----ie…..
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  18. barnizzle

    barnizzle HIP HOP

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    life's a bitch
    look like halle from the neck up
    she was demonic
    hit some chronic and cut her breast up
    i'm un ruley kid throw at foes loosely lipped
    the toolie spit...at any moolie or spic
    k1ke or a mick, pig, devil or heaven sent
    textin my cents cuz the print is advanced wit
    bar's a renegade simple an plain
    instrumental's play
    demonic laced rythms helps explain mental terrain
    they gotta be the most timid, u dont live it,
    those that do spit it the most vivid...
    lyricsim online texted lines got nervous habits
    carefully treacherous words get managed
    lyrical prescion presented on herbs that's rappin
    desperate needs for denero to peak,
    so i keep my ear to the streets
    a hero with heat, pack a piece like deniro in heat
    street corner poems i'm heir to the seat...put the weed in the air
    challengers stare at defeat theres, no competitionto beat
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  19. barnizzle

    barnizzle HIP HOP

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    fresh and ill, the best i'm still respect my skill
    a breath could kill i never rest at will ..
    since sleep is the cousin of death
    could never be everett on the field..
    get stressed and kneel to god and confess my ills
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  20. Linxz

    Linxz What!

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    bust a hot 16 now the gun in ya face
    run in ya place to nod heads like brakes
    skate after I rake guess money was fake
    could be seen coming short but never late
    got a get mine even crumbs left on plates
    brought up to take how I pop through gates
    like fuck the hate avoid moving with snakes
    projecting whats real with no time to debate
    why hesitate when everything I do for heaven sake
    though at times i'm blazed off the haze
    attempting to get paid being lost in this maze
    since life a bitch I treat this world like a hoe I never ate
    so ill Hoodrats dieing for a taste spit that flow ya can't escape
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