Freewrite cypher PT.4

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  1. mr.redeyez

    mr.redeyez Member

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    quick free



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    I BEEN GONE FOR AWHILE, NOW I'M BACK IN THA FLESH.
    WIT' LIQUOR IN MY CUP A COUPLE BLUNTS IN MY CHEST.
    WELL I DONT LIKE TO STUNT BUT TODAY IMA FLEX.
    YES I HIT EM WIT'THA PUMP NOT THA K OR THA TEC.
    TOOK OFF HIS NECK FOR THA WEIGHT YES YAYO IS BEST.
    WHATS A GOON TO A GOBLIN BITCH NOTHIN AT ALL.
    I'M 10 TOES DOWN HATAZ HOPIN' I FALL.
    SO I SHOOT EM' IN THA STOMACH ONLY CHOICE IS TO CRAWL.
    BITCH IMA DOG IN THA GAME BUT I FUCK WIT THA HOGS.
    IF THA BIRDS FLY HIGH THEN ITS DUCK SEASON HO.
    ALL THA BULLETS IN THA SKY THATS WHY THA ZONE IS A O.
    THINK OUTSIDE THA BOX BRO IF U DIDNT KNOW.
    WELCOME BACK REDEYEZ!
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  2. mr.redeyez

    mr.redeyez Member

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    swag so offensive conversation so expensive
    crimes be so senseless got no feelin's like a dentist
    bitch ima boss started off as a apprentice
    did i mention i got hair triggers with extentions
    no lie i remember bein' a bum penny pinchin'
    until i went on a mission this never endin' expedition
    made me sick thinkin' bout dayz id argue about washin' dishes
    while otha' niggas my age were wavin' k's chasin' riches
    I remember I was afraid to do time behind a cage
    16 i got brave full of rage behind a guage
    went from a fade to braids from mad to made
    I had to change, cuz' good guys finish last
    then again i neva changed my bitch said i allways been a ass
    I think she felt played when i came in her ass
    or when i met her how i came at her ass
    she put her hand in my face that came wit' a lash
    only reason she came cuz tha game that i had
    either that or tha stash had her brain in my lap
    yep, ima go wit tha last conclusion
    pimp shit out tha window money was my last solution
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  3. SickPup

    SickPup Pup

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    SickPup is paranormal when it comes to these lyrics.
    ventriloquist speaking for poltergeist and demotic spirits.
    Far from norm, beyond insane, there's really no fucking limits.
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  4. breathlesss

    breathlesss Registered Sex Offender

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    I'm a prophet with no concept of the gospel within
    My subconscious is so often the concoction of whims
    Flyin' off a' the flow prospect I've been lost in the wind
    By the claws of a low hawk driftin' across the abyss
    I was caught in the hold, lofted, and then tossed from the grips
    While the drop wasn't all awful, its the bottom that is
    Mind the thoughts under those watchful and innocuous grins
    Try to lock in the whole awesomeness when opposites switch
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  5. J Keeper

    J Keeper Super Jesus

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    No beat, let me rock with the hymn,
    I came proper, slayed monsters found in doctrines within,
    Rocking constant chagrin, raised in projects of sin,
    I learn through myself to find a project again,
    I was born in ashes,
    Spores of fascists adorned the court floors of the whores who'd trap him,
    Raised from flames, flayed dreams - source of magic,
    Blaze trees is the course of action,
    Till the forest floor was war torn in according fashion,
    I'm a course for classes,
    You could read into life, I won't,
    Cuz most need to read in the light, I don't,
    I see what I see just fine, I'm not a dolt,
    I don't need to see the light, just what I wrote...
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  6. Aesthet1c

    Aesthet1c The Morning Star

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    Decipher my own cypher found inbred cyber anti-lifers claiming my words as their 1 liners, imprison freedom fighters with morality of knife hiders. I catch spiders in webs I design from my shit they admire. I conspired against this admiration salvational concentration ur broken like a chained aspiration, Im the allocation depriving yet infatuating. Dumbfound the contrast like a suicidal outkast. I reprimend and downcast snap. be yourself and steadfast brainwashed like a fucking outkast.
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  7. breathlesss

    breathlesss Registered Sex Offender

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    If you count back all of the days lost without havin to take off
    an amount padded in pain's strong doubts, that is the main cross-
    section intersecting where we became softly cold hearted
    individuals with residual souls hardened by brittle truths
    There's no darkness as pitiful as the pits of hell in your own margins
    Inner glows spark an ember that lit the fuses but won't target
    the most miniscule emergence of our difficult youth's surfaces
    We grow scarred, with the wounds turning to armor as soon as the hurt submits
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  8. No H0m0

    No H0m0 New Member

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    Im in the club turning hos down
    bro-mancing and shit
    cuz you all know youll never see me
    dance with a bitch
    my homies throwing they hands up
    with they pants down to their hips
    and when my song comes on
    i scream as loud as it gets
    only way to shut me up
    is if you fill my mouth with a dick( no homo)
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  9. No H0m0

    No H0m0 New Member

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    wait i got more son


    I got punches out da ass
    straight fist fucking you niggas
    i aint bluffin my nigga. I be pullin da triggas
    stuntin on em and frontin on em
    like a tranny thats fooling you niggas
    you say you gotta big dick
    well.....prove it my nigga
    cuz i got a big stick
    like a bamboo for you niggas
    this the truth in the booth
    leaving clues for you niggas
    finger up yo ass.
    then i chunk up the deuces my nigga
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  10. No H0m0

    No H0m0 New Member

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    you say yo names breathless
    cuz you straight choking on dicks
    u helpless cuz you know yous a bitch
    im wreckless, with the flows that i spit
    you sexless..growing a pussy and tits
    nigga you new to this shit
    first timer ass nigga....on the pole
    is where they find yo ass nigga
    stripping for cash,niggas spit in yo ass
    you shaking it fast like the greatest of fags

    no homo

    scream at me nigga
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  11. breathlesss

    breathlesss Registered Sex Offender

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    I shouldn't even dignify your wackness with responses
    but I couldn't let this slip by, I'ma unmask you nonsense
    You've done fallen into Freudian repression, just admit it man
    You're all but embroiled in obsessions with dicks and fags
    Someone call lieutenant broyles, this kid's on the fringe of ass
    One more line that gay and you might as well just audition for Cats
    Get the fuck out the rap game, how are you that lame
    while having the audacity to talk down on my damn name?
    Not to mention this isn't even the proper venue to do it in
    I know, you've only got five posts, so how hell you think I'm new to this
    is beyond me, you picked the wrong heathen to try proving your clout against
    No homo? No, more like full blown, and not a single human doubts it is
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  12. No H0m0

    No H0m0 New Member

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    yo bars is wack...wacker than a dick whacker
    and you got bitch swagger
    getting booty fucked till yo shit splatter
    all over the walls, like concept art
    i spit them concept bars
    im an ex con , you a sex con
    getting fucked behind bars
    what i spit is wild hard.
    harder than a dick in yo ass
    giving you mild scars
    my gawwdddd


    no homo nigga
    scream at me
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  13. No H0m0

    No H0m0 New Member

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    no homo on the mic
    the mic look like a dick
    aint dat right...its sick
    my bitch ...yeah she down to suck
    n if u got enough cash
    she'll round you up
    i got dat loud in the back seat
    i keep a shotty in the front seat
    now we smokin in the back seat
    my niggas filmin in the front seat
    i be smoking on dat humphries
    now i got the munchies
    bout to get me some chunky monkey
    with a little side of sweet ole dumplings
    now my stomach full and my bitch wanna fuck
    so i hit up the crib and we get it on
    but at that very moment my nigga hit me up
    on the phone. this nigga said he gotta dick up his ass
    i said hold up homes. u killin my vibe
    this nigga said he ride dick and he do it with pride
    i couldnt believe my ears .i couldnt believe my eyes
    i had my shorty on my side .i told her i gotta go
    cuz i gotta meet up with my guys
    this bitch was mad. talkin bout im on the down lo
    i was like wut....why would i be on the down fo?
    i threw her out my crib cuz she a clown ho
    then i went to see my homie who happened to be on the down lo
    i see him at his crib and he really had a dick up his ass
    i said wtf and then started to laugh
    but shit got real when this nigga tried to touch me
    i told that nigga i am not the one to be fucked with
    this nigga had leather pants and brown dildo up his booty
    i told that nigga fuck outta here...u lookin real fruity
    so i went back home and i got a beep from this bitch
    her name is miny mouse
    her pussy smell like cheese and it will funk up yo whole house
    but thats another story....
    part two is coming soon
    so dont wait too long for me
    masturbating in ur room


    no homo
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  14. SickPup

    SickPup Pup

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    To be brutally honest I screaming Fuck life/wasn't mentally built for the stress and the strife/ fighting negative thoughts of taking the knife/ and slicing my wrist with vertical swipes till I loose every drop of my life.../ its crazy how depression hit... and my family build onto it so I drive myself into a pit/ lonely I sit, as the pain from my heart drip slowly off the bottom of my lip/ no I have yet to turn to alcohol and pills to cope with it/ but my pains legit on a daily struggle type shit/ feeling lonely in this world... tryna hold back emotion like the feeling of a hurl/ broke dude, no job, no girl/ people say lifes a gift... but I can't find the beauty in my pearl..../ daily search to get in... but there ain't nowhere where I fit in..........
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  15. Synikal

    Synikal Unconventional Poet

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    My /mental is a barren wasteland unmanned i /demand respect from all the dope in my hands i /stand alone in this concrete Serengeti ducking deadly /infusions and giving all the naysayers metal bruises/if im short im cutting legs to make it even so dont /try me be the odd man out its killing season/ rusty tools in these ashy hands from passing grams and /crooked pigs copping pleas for copping gs a crooked land but /where i dwell is all i know and shaped all that i do whether it /be the guns or knives i cant survive without my crew/
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  16. Gen The God

    Gen The God The Life or Death Poet

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    Rappers can never hope to be catchin me in a nice mood, when they face me…
    Their brains freeze, like chomping down too fast, while eating an ice cube…
    …I advise u, don’t fulfill my need to dislike u…
    I'll take the bullets, out this damn nine millimeter and strike you!!!
    Cause I wont lose, punk…I'll have you slippin faster…
    Than Harry grippin ladders, in Home Alone 2!!!
    Hop from the phone booth, with an S on my chest…
    Dressed to impress, watch the veins and arteries flex in my neck…
    I expect ya respect, or I gotta jam you…
    Not with a tech stupid, but ya neck, when I jump in the booth and body slam you…
    Cause you ain’t tough, you’re just an alcoholic talkin…
    My bars of arson, have you screamin like Macaulay Caulkin…
    I’m blazin a path, from Jersey to Conshohocken…
    The time for talkin is over, my mind is walking a twisted path…
    So stop talking this and that, like I can’t destroy you…
    You’re better off fighting Satan in hell, with a can of oil…
    A lot of amateurs getting, props in this profession…
    so im quick to take the option to contest em…
    Yea…they come off hard, like getting their dicks, chopped with an erection!!!
    And then they spit, and its like they forgot to impress him…
    I speak to keep the believers, in beat with frees that I leave em…
    Compete when im leapin like Evel Kneival, you people are see through…
    Peek a boo, if I see you ready to leap…
    My nigga, u must be dreaming, so ima kill you dead in ya sleep…
    The Street Illuminati are ready, coming at us is useless…
    Like hitting a chick, with the tubes tied in her belly…
    And those punches ain’t outrageous, they’re outdated…
    My town’s greatest, ya mouth wavers, from foul flavors…
    while sippin some liquor up in VIP…
    This youngin snuck in with a cheap ID…
    Wantin to drink my pea, and down it like a glass of mean iced tea…
    Now I see why everybody wants to be just like me…
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  17. Aesthet1c

    Aesthet1c The Morning Star

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    Im straight off 2 backwoodz.
    Rolled backwards im rolling spitting bad words.
    I never learned, grew up a fucking screw up.
    Introduced to the game and I damn near threw up.

    Now im in a castle with pimped supra's.

    Cheers* Where the weed at
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  18. mr.redeyez

    mr.redeyez Member

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    my mind polluted with evil thoughts and i knew it
    would end up like this when i was two it
    took over my body my cousin got me zooted
    one sip of gin and a pull had me hooked
    not on phonics i think it was cali chronic
    so ironic they even tought me ebonics
    they love me but there actions were so demonic
    screwed my life up before it started dearly departed
    all i wanna do is fight fuck and kill a target slighty retarded
    NO LOVE,drug smuggle'n dirty money juggle'n my past and present i'm fumble'n
    if i drop tha ball my people starve
    so i catch my self before i fall,with out a trace with out a charge
    if i buy it soft bet it evolve soft-ball-hard
    what demension am i livin' in?
    in a country where people killin' over dividins?(money)
    my momma said if i dont like it make a difference then
    I dont like it but why tha fuck should i fight it?
    HOW IS IT LEGAL TO MAKE A CROSS AND IGNITE IT?
    my mind polluted with PROPAGANDA
    so fuck tha police i know my rights her name not maranda.
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  19. breathlesss

    breathlesss Registered Sex Offender

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    They think its a game, and they came with an advantage
    Playin' with our lives like its okay to disband us
    if we stand up to the man puttin' honest patriots in handcuffs
    This damn country ain't free no more, that's straight up what the plan was
    I got one in the chamber of my gun and the anger
    that I feel is enough to put someone in danger
    But it isn't me who I fear for, its the family and friends
    stricken with grief by underhanded deeds done by the police force
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  20. Gen The God

    Gen The God The Life or Death Poet

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    The time for debatin is over, I'm razorbladin ya throat up…
    So u catch a case of pneumonia, and fall straight into coma…
    We ain’t expect him, to spit crazy u know wut…
    But I'ma blow up, like the sex doll that’s in ya closet…
    That’s probably y I've gotten, all ya rottenest responses…
    But isn’t it obvious, ill reach into ya esophagus…
    Yank sumthin out of it, cop a stick, then play hockey…
    With ya tonsils, if u ever knock the shit that I do…
    ........"cause I don’t need to curse and I'm proud"…
    claimin ur not a pottymouth, but I see a lot of dirt in ya smile…
    This aint a freestyle, it’s a death letter...
    to every rapper who’s here to just get cheddar, and be out…
    ….cause Nas told u y Hip Hop died…
    Cause this lost tribe, is seein dynamics, through criss-crossed eyes…
    That’s y I'm the weird guy, posted up in the club…
    Lookin like a pirate wit a ripped out eye…
    Cause I'm the only one seein straight, even if its only wit one iris…
    If I'm tempted, I will start wildin, so don’t try him…
    I move swifter, then snortin cocaine up through ya open nose…
    I am, quick to send u to comatose island…
    Cause I don’t rope-a-dope, hand a mic, ill rip a cordless…
    I don’t throw punches, this rigamortis, has got my wrist distorted…
    I just spit it ill, until u start hearin cryptic voices…
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