Freewrite cypher PT.4

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  1. K.I.T.

    K.I.T. Member

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    see me as tall like I was 6ft, 7/
    I wonder when im done ill get a pass up to heaven//
    chillin with my breadren, u know it's all love/
    watch me smack mc's who talk about sittin on dubs//
    or 26 inches,above, i move mc's like a weight bench full,of,thugs/
    seein all my rivals in a far off distance, from above//
    gettin stuck in mud,meaning they are not able to catch me/
    got two,homies by the name of kelechi and jessy//
    a threat be? nah, im never scared when im out past nine /
    im an albert Einstein with a freakish kind of mind//
    that have the patients to brakedown long equations/
    watch me invade your station andl have the underground blazin//
    about me? im just a cat with a wildstyle thinking of rhymes that's hostile/
    and volatile, smoking black and milds, and harassing childs//
    while I freestyle, itll put you in a good mood like like it was payday/
    the streets got hot when they got full of ak's//
    that was back in the 1990's, haydays/
    before the riots where stores blazed//
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  2. mr.redeyez

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    what makes a champion a champion?
    i'm the number one contender no pretender.
    chop you up in pieces throw ya body in a blender
    runnin' laps with these gats shootin' blind as a bat
    the crown awaits me no one can replace me
    couple screws loose ms.daisy driving me crazy
    that white lady amaze me wrap the bitch up in plastic
    from where they puff an they pass it get greedy get blasted
    or getcha ass kicked love is a thing of the past
    show ya heart get used and tossed in the trash
    I can't stand a gold digger with stale jokes
    so I ignore the ho light up and inhale smoke.
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  3. mr.redeyez

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    feel me on this.
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  4. mr.redeyez

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    I've been hated since a seed, yes indeed
    treated my heart like cheese and grated
    I felt so alone an degraded, the world I hated
    had to stand on my own two feet and I made it
    beefing with my own family like we weren't related
    the drugs and alcohol seem to call, when you stressed and depressed
    hard to be righteous. in an area full of nothing but violence
    sleeping with roaches and mice family shife when they beef over dice
    that beef can get diced your face will get sliced jason in the a.m freddy kruger at night
    take shit down then I'm boosting the price pocket full of stones like medusa my wife
    I met lucifer twice really I'm not losing my mind,
    squeeze the fruits of my labor making juices and wine good behaviour reducing my time
    drinking hooch full of rotten fruit got my niggas losing they mind,
    I'm to young to die bitch I'm still in my prime.
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  5. Kron

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    Sorry, but I've lost my inspiration lately, thinking this life hates me...
    Haven't been right lately...
    Tried to just write, maybe these bad habits have caught up...
    Maybe I'm just stifling more... maybe it's eating at my system, getting right to the core...
    I mean, despite being torn between work and school
    I still try to perform, seeing myself spinning in the eye of the storm...
    In every courageous effort, a lion is born...
    sewing through the fabric, I rely on the norm to adjust
    myself to the time being 'worn'...
    Tears in my eyes dry on my cheek as the inside of me
    reeks, opposite of my diet physique...
    I rhyme and I speak to these guys that are inspired by me...
    And help em' climb to the height of their peak... but this time, I'm just weak...
    So... with that being said, I apologize...
    Just can't get with the modern times...
    I feel lobotomized... even worse... I'm a precursor for where the bottom lies...
    So sick of myself... I picture myself being insisted for help...
    in which I won't get for myself... self-medicate...
    through an anesthetic state... head awake... sitting in my bed, it's late...
    or early... 1 AM in the morning, , my heart...
    is beating abnormally, warning me of deformities...
    Yeah... heard it loud in clear, my intestinal linings crying "Get me out of here"...
    But I can't help it.
    I'm so damn selfish. As I stand, helpless.
    Waiting. For the doctors to take me in as a patient...
    Picture my family staring back at me - grim is their faces...
    Guess it relates back to the social awkwardness and limited placement...
    Malcolm in the Middle... yet the eldest of my 3 brothers
    Suffering inner turmoil, can't even talk to each other...
    But I was to be the man in the situation and pan it out...
    Seemed like I didn't know the first thing to what a man's about...
    I rambled about and loss a vital relationship there...
    In further away we grew in that family cycle, making it weird...
    Only real relationship I have is with my parents...
    But fuck, I'm so embarrassed to speak... that they can hear my hindrance
    in there, the defeat... the uncertainty that's working me...
    Peaking behind the curtain screen... looking back at them, nervously...
    Bounded to my own descent, but these words are free...
    to fly as high as they like in the air, up there where a bird should be...
    Even as I write this now? I feel the pain
    that I gotta hold back... because my fans shouldn't know that...
    They should see a strong role model, with positive feelings...
    A man that bares his soul risks looking like he's soft...
    So, despite being lost... I have to say that I'm found...
    And if I say I teared up, I follow it up with "I was playing around..."
    However, reality will eventually show...
    And aide the process of events to help me mentally grow...
    This is me - you either like it or hate it...
    The good, the bad, and the ugly of what my life has created
    Since the day I was born, I was shy... didn't say much
    and it was hard to hold conversations with people
    This bravado was painted up...
    Seems like it ain't enough to be me I gotta play as tough...
    Like I completely made it up...
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  6. mr.redeyez

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    one of the realest verses I've ever heard, respect and props for this.
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  7. lazerscope

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    See me steppin’ out ya girl’s car like no prob
    Then I’m stabbing ya li’l princess after her prom
    I B&E’d my way into the game with a crowbar
    Stacking loot, then I shoot to London with the goyard
    Mr. Rex B, test me, they find you in the Dead Sea
    A Goodfella who knows better, you can’t do me like Pesci
    Ask a chump for my feddi, his knees turn to jelly
    Tried to run but get slumped cuz they call me Mr. Lefty
    Used to sip henny with a Pepsi, now all I drink is ambrosia
    My thoughts alone give contact to smokers
    Crib decked out, no jokers, slap you out ya penny loafers
    I done worked and met many quotas
    Street struck, the kid comes alive at 1
    Only go to sleep with the rising of the sun
    Got a half-dead snitch somewhere tied up in the slums
    Good with the dentistry, my goons wired up his gums….
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  8. Gen The God

    Gen The God The Life or Death Poet

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    These streets are fouls with its ravenous ways, its like you have to display...
    passion and rage when you're trapped in a cage...
    I don't blast hate I just tend to be honest...
    and rip these tracks in a frenzy, demonic to put these ends in my pocket...
    so if you're envious...stop it, you can give your two cents...
    on the topic, but if you're unfriendly, I tend to be toxic!!!
    I bet that you actually never thought you...
    Would meet a man with a handshake that could fracture ya metatarsal!!!
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  9. DethStryque

    DethStryque DethStryque theInvincible

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    Act hardcore in bar wars? Deth's sparked fours gives ya circle sharp steel like dartboards til them Marks snore
    And for my encore, I'll catch the rest uh y'all bums sleeping at cha crib n let my R gore ya cardboard!
    One punch from my left hand won't let ya see right//sea right...that's starboard...
    It ain't Valentine Carpeting when this lark roar left ya heart floored, before I whipped out my dick n mowed ya girls bush down...that's yard chores...
    Then spit uh grenade that'll leave ya mop wrecked like a God blessed bitch of a blade...thats Joan of Arc's sword!
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  10. SickPup

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    ...am I subliminally bipolar?.. Too many ups and downs, I'm tired of this rollercoaster... When is it over, it won't stop... Making me wanna drop, dead in the casket throw me down in that dirty spot... Bottle up emotions like depression is soda pop... Vodka in my lungs, had to drown myself in ciroc... To get up out my stressing, drowning my depression... But when I sobered up I found out it didn't less-in... Never liked alcohol I guess I learned my lesson... Problems seem to bubble up... Don't know if this is life or a resort of fucking up... Seems this mutt can't ever win... My life a loose loose, shit I probably dwell in hell in the end... Gifted misfortune, ain't got the worst, but I'm sure that Im cursed, momma should've had an abortion... Why was I given life? To go on living, doing stuff that make me happy but the heavens call it sinning... My actions place me in a fire, the burn is never ending... Shoudve never made me a man of the living... A gift from God?! What this depression?! What this life!? This strife?! All of this stressing?!...


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  11. Kron

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    And that wasn't even the half of it... so here's the rest...
    had to clear the air, it's best... for me to speak on a leveled tone...
    Hard as a rock, an earshot from where the pebble's thrown
    Outspoken enthusiast, crystal clear in his beveled zone...
    Heading home now... grown child has to eat his words...
    And he doesn't do it often, so on the surface he seems malnourished (think about it)
    They said to write from the heart, that parts like a secret weapon
    So the pen I work with writes words at 70 beats per second... (think about it)
    Metaphors... when you see it come...
    My statistic for meta(fours) in a 16 are 3 to 1 (3, 2, 1) every interval...
    That's half metronome drum loop in a flow...
    I'm like the... harmony embodied, the truth you don't know...
    Nah.. I'm not that, I'm just speaking freely so I can say...
    I don't got the drive today, even if it does ride away...
    My momentum is my toupee... floating on the top...
    While the play, in the park with their bicycles like Skylar Grey
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  12. lazerscope

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    I tried to smile today, even though the sky looked gray
    Suppressing the demons that force me to lie awake
    So at night I pray...I know, what a fuckin' hypocrite
    This atheist needs to drop the shit and really get with it
    "Such a nitwit. You think your blood-God hears you?
    You commit sins willfully, then walk around all fearful. Why?"
    Shit, I ain't got no reason, like a nihilistic act of treason
    Then I justify those actions solely for mental appeasement
    People change like the seasons, and I can't weather the storms
    Dissmissive to my pangs of guilt, I just tell 'em "Be gone!"
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  13. mr.redeyez

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    Not a living being on earth-could fathom my worth
    I've been a pharaoh since birth it's a gift and a curse
    weather the storm? fuck it I'll manipulate the sky like an instigator
    hope the sun burn a hater, i'll snipe ya chief for doing the rain dance
    turn that dummy into a mummy with or without money
    half my hood filled with barbarians closets full of skeletons
    I make moves with the intelligent my side-kick Sumerian
    lizards lick the inferior these reptiles are aryan
    but it's black pride, these niggas ain't killas they shootin' tac 5's
    my niggas gorillas brandishing tec 9's.
    hope the gods hear my battle cry,
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  14. mr.redeyez

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    I sit up at night, smoke and hope for change
    body full of poison, hard to work my brain
    so much pain, my town is medieval, I don't fuck with people
    cause all the stress is pressure might have to murk some people
    what's the definition of equal? bet I can show you evil
    young niggas saggin' and baggin' work equipped with desert eagles
    there's a war brewin' - but who will be the victor?
    no body safe where I stay they take ya mom and duct tape ya sister
    I'm a hot boy, walkin' threw the blizzard, sometime I wish I was born fortunate
    cause it's unfortunate the lifestyle of the young black and wild
    bust it down an freak the black & mild, conversation's with O.G'S taught me a lot
    I listen and pay attention while others ease drop from a distance
    since I was younger I knew I was an old soul,
    my mission almost complete man I gotta make it
    my plan might be a little bogus and cold but these risks I gotta take it
    give me the cake an i'ma bake it - pass the pistol i'ma pull it
    they say you only get one shot - one kill one bullet.
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  15. mr.redeyez

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    the whole month bleak....day's turn into week's
    people getting anxious an high gritting their teeth
    they can smell blood but I see it,
    lick went wrong plus the hit went wrong and they heated
    don't care what the time say, I'm talking homicide in broad day
    everybody headed to a wedding of jane and john doe
    never fuck over the head huncho choppers pierce ya bronco
    big drums like a bongo rip threw flesh turn steaks into tacos
    real grim, an they don't do it for amusement. "you got a brain use it before you lose it".
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  16. SickPup

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    Damnnnn BARS. XD shit was sick bro ^^^
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  17. K.I.T.

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    yea, the underground has awakend/
    with rhymes, that are cutting edge just like Jason//
    and, innovatin, a new type of sound/
    That makes you want to get up and start getting down//
    Once I started lookin around at all the fine females/
    It made, me want to get up and ask for the details//
    like whats ya name? and ya phone number/
    To see if the conversation, could go longer///
    or get stronger, me + the princess/
    its just something about you and the way you dress//
    that's captured my heart and mind/
    now all I do everyday is think of the times//
    that we spent together prolly at the movies/
    or at a restaurant where I could prolly get a brew please//
    and just have a day on the town/
    the way the beats knocks got me jumpingaround//
    like, I had my freaking pants on backwards/
    that would prolly send me to the chiropractor//
    no im not an actor, just the x factor/
    thatll hit you harder than a line backer//
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  18. Gen The God

    Gen The God The Life or Death Poet

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    You see me doing my thing, same swagger...
    Dame jacker, the kid's sharp with the tongue, my game slash ya!!!
    The shit you think, I say faster, I dap ya right after...
    I stake my claim, taking the change that I came after!!!
    It's quite simple, I pop ya chick like a white pimple...
    Then pour the liquor from the driver's side window!!!
    lames hate on some childish shit, so I give em a blank stare...
    They some talentless piles of shit, I smile and treat them kids like they ain't there!!!
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  19. Well Versed

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    oh yeah...is that what it is?

    ALL THE LIGHTS FLOW (kayne beat)

    i told em let me get on this beat, its time to sound the trumpets//
    the people have lost their way, my morals expound the compass//
    im proper as fuck ugh, i take my tea, with a mound of crumpets//
    but only rich in the sense of His spirit, cuz money, amounts to nothing//

    yo im from the south what of it? im in the streets like a pound of drugs and//
    we pushin GOD, on every block, all around the town, they loves us//
    ALL GLORY TO GOD above us, we gang related, all of us is blood bruhs//
    no chain or diamonds, but it brings a tear to my eye when, kids say they wish they was us//

    fans feelin me, one love stuff, its all transcendental//
    its an oddly touchin scene, watchin me, mercilessly, murdering an instrumental//
    im always bakin up something dope, my skills rose in incrementals//
    i know im gettin hotter, me burning the tracks, is not incidental//

    i rather say that its essential, for me to get the pencil//
    and chisel, my words into this, so that finally its official//
    cuz been schoolin kids, even since, before i had legit credentials//
    and im layin down the foundation, with verses harder than the cement in temples//
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  20. Kron

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    My mental is... gone... when the pencil's is drawn
    the elements of instrumentals beyond ones own potential, to dawn...
    That's me... I breath through the beat, no need to repeat
    the process... linguistics of dialect when they're speaking nonsense...
    To deep for the weak subconscious... they think they're dreaming it...
    Blows up in their face if they ever attempt on reading it...
    The inception of the workaholics, sitting in a dim lit room...
    Like Well Versed, kicking wisdom to
    Anyone who's out there to listen... n' shit, their ears are peaked...
    Sitting at the pier, unique... lyrics smear the veranda...
    Talk to the crowd about the gospel locked in the style...
    And pass through the masses like it's gossip around...
    The possum is now... hanging off that tree branch too low...
    Eyes on the prize, but his rise for it's too slow...
    But he was moving, wasn't like it was a stand still...
    Overconfidence complex, standing on an anthill... yeah...
    I hold twice my weight in decisive fate...
    Numbers on the back, like a license plate... showing what I write, awake...
    Just imagine what I think of when sleeping?
    I'm like a Agent Orange, Bubonic Plague, n' walking off to the deep end
    But not for long, huh? Go ahead, take it...
    Life's what you make it. That's why there's so shallow...
    Wanted the riches and even pictured themselves in it...
    But that's a lie they made up - residual self image...
    I don't know, what more can be said about this lie still?
    I don't believe in anyone more than stories they felt..
    to pose as ideal... and yet, we work and we work...
    Going berserk... mentally, but on the surface level nobody's hurt...
    They don't want to see that fourth wall fall down...
    They'd rather leave it up and portray it all in the media...
    Social class getting greedier... this business outlook's
    Wikipedia... public access to those who know the facts are exposed...
    Delicate flower, go and capture a rose...
    Broke father didn't tackle his goals...
    Going after em' hoes, n' after the show's over?
    What more can be done?
    Living outside, nothing more than a bum...
    They look at us as the more fortunate one?
    Like the fortune to run is getting morsels of the portions to come... nah...
    A visionary is the one who can see...
    the hindsight n' tell the rest who didn't wanna believe...
    From the mama who needs the governments help to cover herself...
    For the tuition payments and debt collectors coming for wealth...
    I humbled myself... there's a stark contrast between..
    the reality we see... and the reality we need...
    Cause by the looks of things? It might as well be B.C
    We'll never be free... it's the longevity of whatever is greed...
    Your toe tag? comes with extra baggage and a penalty fee
    That preference? Comes with criticism before letting you be...
    Sorry... I talk a lot, but it's off the top.
    Literally, the guillotine and the chopping block.
    Heads will roll, and the swivels are ready...
    But seriously, can we be civil already?
    What's with the pillaging, killing, it's deadly madness... the world that we live in...
    When there isn't enough Food for Thought to nourish the children...
    They look to us and expect the world... oh, is that so?
    Building blocks for those obstacles make a castle...
    Out of the hassle... one of the many....
    To tell you like it is, instead of being humble and friendly... (word)
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