Freewrite cypher PT.4

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  1. mr.redeyez

    mr.redeyez Member

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    swear I'm walking amongst the deceased
    I shake when I sleep, they using magic to restrain me
    influenced a whole generation, now it's genocide
    so when I kill to survive don't blame me,
    these demons are crazy "I'm the messiah you should praise me"
    but I refuse to worship a false prophet even the pope profit
    they snatch and poke pockets now the poor plummet and the rich rocket
    to the top, so I guess it's war time, but who will lead us.?
    everybody selling they soul it's cold how they treat us like they don't need us
    I'm here to turn followers to leaders, listen to the words or chirp with the birds.
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  2. Well Versed

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    word...

    go an get ur stencils, aint no fuckin way they can follow my outline//
    shit when people hear this kid, all they sayin is, "FUCK ITS ABOUT TIME"//
    and that waits for no man, so every second, im out, tryin to out shine//
    these illuminati fucks, who work with satan, only to cloud minds//

    and purpose, but ill never doubt mine, i only have one prime directive//
    which is to destroy all evil, with every single line subjected//
    its inclined invective, mines objective, so every rhymes respected//
    i got that brain surgery flow, ay u need to get ur mind corrected//

    all signs connected, the writings on the wall, its all in hieroglyphics//
    the world doesnt get it yet, but their buildin, a future, in Cairo's image//
    yeah i keep pumpin out writtens, they comparing my flow, to hydro-physics//
    but im tryin to incite the flames, with my lyrics, so all the pyros feel it//

    insight, rarer than an albino-midget, im looked down upon, by most people//
    the world refuses to accept the truth, as the media steadily promotes evil//
    as authority with no equal, enforce bullshit laws, then act like were all so peaceful//
    but its cool bro, even if they think im nuts, like im standing here waitin for a movie with no sequel//
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  3. lazerscope

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    I peeped the preview, most men are sheeple
    Praising dead carpenters under a tall steeple
    I'm the type unique to, this whole fucking planet
    Mental meta-data infiltrating ya bandwith
    You can't stand it? Then get the fuck outta Dodge
    I tote more tools than AngryFan in his garage
    Everyday like a menage, the way I'm fucking the beat and mic up
    Sharp to slice up, any rapper you hype up
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  4. K.I.T.

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    any rapper you hype up,yea, man, we getting sick of that/
    ya'll are off track, with the rhymes you brought back//
    to, show me, what's, going on when it comes to flowin/
    rhymes is like landmines,for, those, thats,not knowin//
    Or opposing I leave kids off track,/
    in,the need, of rhymes like dopefiends need that//
    and I quarterback the scene like I superbowled the team/
    and I was playing two positions, by any means//
    necessary, Im headed torwards your secondary/
    hit the line soo hard, you prolly thought a jet,propelled me//
    drivin 60 miles per hour through a rainy shower/
    wack mc's i devour like they clam chowder//
    and I had hella power, like I took a shot of energy/
    i hope kids remember me like President John F. Kennedy//
    simply giving you injuries, while you hinder me/
    but i avoid that like i was playing a game of centipede//
    at half-lightning speed/
    thatll probably cause you injuries//
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  5. Well Versed

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    lolz...no rep for me...i guess yall think im not reppin this rap shit right huh?...ok then

    dude im about to go diesel, im burnin smoother, with a better fuel economy//
    and im gonna be, in the rap game, what Copernicus, was to astronomy//
    im here to change how we see the world, sovereignty queued optometry//
    yeah im tryin to show them that theres a better future, through doxology//

    workin angles like school geometry, while workin angels into histology//
    yeah im not ur average bear, the they think im an anomaly of zoology//
    a monster of mythology, with a monopoly, on typographical virology//
    with a degree in anthropology, so i understand, why they practice practical idolatry//

    and got em chasing dollars, we think of this as common nature//
    when people kill over material things, greed is a disease, and cause of anger//
    just as enslaved as cotton labor, they worship celebs, or sports teams with awesome players//
    yeah i see it all, i wake up every morning and i shave with Occam's razor//

    the perverse normality has gotten greater, were all be desensitized//
    they screamin "do what thou wilt" on radio as they spin their lies//
    to get people to spend their lives, giving in to more sins tonight//
    the only question in life, is how will you stand on evil when its generalized?//

    psssh...too fuckin easy...
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  6. lazerscope

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    See death within this general's eyes
    Kill one of my soldiers, in his place, 10 of 'em rise
    Ready to fight, no mercenaries on my team
    No promises of endless mountains of green
    Instead I give 'em a dream: A kingdom for each
    United under a trinity that'll never be breached
    Me, the Sword and The Dollar. A unity of power
    A ruthless government ready to devour
    Any threat to our alliance, so We command complete compliance
    One drop of sperm will birth a thousand more tyrants
    Die in defiance ~ Your existence was null
    The human race is just a herd of sheep to cull!
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  7. K.I.T.

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    sheep to cull, sheeps a fraud/
    when I finish with this here all, you hear is applause//
    makin ya pause, like I was kurupt or nate/
    u can build a house full of all the cats that, hate//
    on the, sound, that, u, hear in ya system/
    my flow is deadly so, u may have a victim//
    that u, prolly have to bring, back 2 life/
    cus the beat was on point, and the flow was precise//
    thinkin im, nice isn't really far from the truth/
    i use, to watch bet when they rapped in the booth//
    lookin at big tigger, lez or joe clair/
    it had my full attention all i use to do was stare//
    at the videos or behind the scenes/
    just putting the pieces together,because it seemed//
    like the newest thing prolly cracking in life/
    wether writtin graffit, djin or holdin mics//
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  8. lazerscope

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    Hoes call me cold as ice, 'n they're so precise
    One verse could birth a dozen Dolemites
    Niggaz raps just some quoted hype
    You talkin' to the clean-cut in-the-club-dolo type
    Word to Mike, this criminal's so smooth, that when I stick 'n move
    It's sweet like Melvin and the Blues, on an old groove
    These losers are no use, straight screwdrivers, no juice
    I go loose, 'n hold tools that blow through whole troops!
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  9. Kron

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    I was gonna reply to this earlier but I haven't had
    the will to write shit, it just comes and leaves like a bad wife...
    Fuck, thinking about this pad life's tad like
    I dunno... I'm hoping one day I play and my mind don't go..
    But it seems like it's leading that way...
    forgetting things, memory's foggy can't clear it to pave...
    Feel like I am impaired for the day...
    Just need a spot for my spirit to lay, spear myself the fear of decay...
    If I haven't died, it's a miracle, huh...
    Can't fight it... matchstick, can't light it... looks like a camp, vibrant...
    The crackling fire, spectacular attire...
    Feeling low to the ground, down, practicing to be higher...
    Flatulence in a choir... the loud roars...
    Rain, watch it down pour... the cost for my freedom now? more... wow...
    It doesn't get much better than this...
    And if it does? please, let it exist... cause I could use it, man...
    lit fuse and band... hit cues, expand
    the visual, quick to the plan... I'm Rick Rude and Dan...
    The bad boy on the block... look at the metric, prick...
    Fit it all together, my endeavor's like a Tetris stick...
    Depleting resources not needed, I swear
    It's receded in, we're feeding in, all of us to the Evil grin...
    Past mores on tracks soar the climate further down..
    Can't even front tho, I learned it now...
    Walking on permit grounds... trying to reach help...
    the desire to breach the fire, entirety meets stealth, yep...
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  10. mr.redeyez

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    I've been running in circles shooting at turn coats
    jotting notes decipher the message I'm passive aggressive
    live blind cause if you open your mind the truth is depressing
    the odd ball in my section, went from torturing for confessions
    to cracking da vinci codes blowing o's scratching my head with a smith & wesson
    full of pressure hoping hell is where my enemies resting the ones who arrest me
    I try hard to separate from the madness but greed planted this seed called passion
    guess I'll be a hot boy until my body is ashes. and I can feel the fire
    will I die from natural causes or murder for hire,
    I laugh at cover up stories the devil's a liar, I elevate everyday
    my awareness higher reaching levels of concious is a spiritual conquest
    don't take my words out of context why must we make everything a contest?
    keep it real and I'm a feel ya.
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  11. lazerscope

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    Too many have fallen in the battlefield, bruh
    Fake niggaz unreal, so to me they appear unfamiliar
    Light the sensamilla, point the 9 millimeter
    When Cain killed Abel, was he still his brother's keeper?
    I traverse the earth blunted, haunted like a ghost
    Beat the fuckin' mic up until it's comatose
    The love? I hold it close, in relation to the Day 1's
    'Til the aliens land and take us all out with ray guns
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  12. K.I.T.

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    they tryin to take us all out with prolly ray guns/
    this here is amazin, so rise to the occasion//
    this is what you cravin', so thank u for your patience/
    my agents make you look very ancient//
    and this not a sad song, this is very flagrant/
    got ya speakers blastin with the shit we makin'//
    hip hop with a passionate,statement, adjacent/
    to them breakdancers doing spins on the pavement//
    wasnt even awake when, the earthquake moved the ground/
    soo hard it made the chandelier, come crashin down//
    it was swingin back and forth before it finally fell/
    where im from, we have fun, and try to stay out of jail//
    say rest in peace to biggie, 2pac, and big l/
    call it robbery, sayin his ideas never fail//
    not even if you bought a house and loosend the nails/
    and blamed it on me sayin 'im going to tell'//
    I just looked and laughed, and told him that 'Ill see you in jail'/
    unless Im able enough to post the bail//
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  13. Kron

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    So play dumb... cause going against someone that's equal just ain't fun
    By the way, that was sarcasm... and every single bar has em'...
    Nope, that was a lie... put rapping aside, there's nothing for me...
    I just, come up in a key and punch until my knuckles are weak...
    So somebody speak... cause I could use a fucking reason to...
    Take the smurf route when that hearse is out, and you've been beating blue...
    Get footwear into this, leave with blood on my sneakers, too...
    Killing off these faggots in less than seconds; Grim Reaper who?
    That's the main feature, dude... fuck with the rapping...
    Lay out hospital beds for possible heads till someone's napping
    in the cold room... in comes the Captain, thinking he's at the helm...
    But he isn't, is what exactly these cats will tell him...
    Cause he ain't that compelling... I may lack
    a perfect craft for spelling... But I got a knack for telling great
    wordplay raps and gelling... with the squadron...
    That's why they're nodding until they break their neck, with great respect...
    They wanna take it, but they can't take it yet... I'm using it...
    Babies step out of their boundaries, placed in a Bassinet...
    Facing west... like Charlemagne's beef with Ye'...
    Look how I'm speaking Cray', beating me is a leap of faith...
    That pastors, preachers and priest's hate...
    The open minded who want their thesis straight...
    without going through that weak estate...
    And it's sad because some of these nerds aren't credible...
    The words are edible... I've learned to let em' know... a better road...
    And we go back full circle again, my merciless friend...
    I work with the pen in cursive, and spend my time putting personals in...
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  14. lazerscope

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    Hmmm...where to begin...when our lives are nearer the end
    But somehow that fact ain't scaring me, friend
    So here once again, thoughts bloom forth like shrooms
    Within the darkest forest, is where my fortress looms
    Men are loons, puffed chests and no shame
    Stumbling through life like dust-heads without 'caine
    Word to Bruh-mayne, from the 5th flo', as I light up this endo
    Coming through ya fuckin' window, killin' you and ya kinfolk
    Still rock scuffed Timbos, in clubs throwin' elbows
    A shotgun at ya feet is how the fuck I shell-toes!
    Word to The Benificent, The Merciful...Fuck ya pussy-flow
    Peace to the shottas..."Una bad man no pussy hole!"
    Grip mics tight as pussies fisted by dykes
    Spit nice, battle now and in Hell...that's how you get ripped twice!
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  15. Kron

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    Yeah, it's life! Is what I'd yell to that faggot before beheading him
    and then bludgeoning his lifeless corpse with a spiked bat like, "Braattt!"
    Leave his skull flattened then laugh it off...
    As Asher Roth rolls by... then keeps going because of the sight...
    I'm loving this hype... governed bodies of lyrics
    causing hysterics to the point of jaw-dropping merits...
    And it has nothing at all to do with the fallen few..
    Breaking your jaw in two... punches ricochet off the roof...
    Now, what you got is proof... of realism formed
    like Diamonds, minors aware of the rhymer in here...
    Higher the tier every time he appears
    on the microphone, criticizing your fears...
    "What do you fear the most?" - he asks calmly
    The rap Omnipotent zombie going after your credentials again...
    the mental contends any spiritual plane you're here to retain...
    He diverts various earth-tone templates yet they swear that he's sane?
    Well, I'm not here to complain but I got to scoff at that...
    Really... he's sane? Geez, mane..
    Let me take that mental image of him you have and then freeze frame
    So you can tell me in which moment you witness him observing normality?
    Idiot... come battle me.. the outcome wouldn't be good for you...
    You got ... NO sense of awareness for the mental, your parents
    Should've aborted you... ugh... scraped you out, bitch...
    Dragged you out of the womb for the style you now have assumed...

    Bored af.
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  16. K.I.T.

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    style you now have assumed/
    you versus me is like mase versus 'Loon'//
    except, im not a buffoon/
    call me the dark doom, hit you with a harpoons/
    in a quarter past noon,the first week after June,//
    I've consumed, your whole style/
    and it made me wanna, turn the radio dial//
    to find worthwhile, styles thatll bring smiles/
    smokin black and milds tryin to peep your styles//
    mines is original, slightly identical/
    to a jellyfish with tenticals,wrappin around your ventricle//
    this is a miracle so keep being physical/
    rhymes is mystideous and mystical//
    stompin on mcs like hand me the doe/
    oh fa show, im like Stallone in Rambo//
    with infinite ammo, on the back of a camel/
    your shows been cancelled, im holdin the mantle//
    so everyone can see,/
    im off the handle, like tlc//
    mention, me, it's, like a new invention gee/
    put you on suspention for skippin p.e.//
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  17. Kron

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    Ripping freely, open holes, the flows will just dp
    any bitch with the many never ending hits, plentiful...
    pencil goes out of the freebase state to the mental lobe
    and raises the elemental road through every single level known...
    I'm getting better, holmes... constant elevation...
    David Blaine levitation, taking plain medication...
    That means it's over the counter... know that a downer
    from my own will account for, my behavior, favor no one around me...
    Scenic route, bro, I go for the county
    Nobody found me, down below, the role of the Bounty hunter
    stunning, showing you clowns keys...
    Bless you, so you can now sneeze... cause that will be the only way
    That statement will be bestowed upon you in the room that you show, with me...
    Broken home debris, asbestos floats around
    the perimeter... sharp as a razor, lacing it into ya...
    defibrillator won't help... cold fusion known, watch your bones melt...
    I pelt your pelvic bone over the road, yelp!
    There's no stealth that I find appeasing... I kind of ease in
    to the whole process, strictly AM I go for no nonsense
    My whole conscious is always awake...
    I don't... fall for the fate, sitting tall on the lake...
    Walking on water, don't bother mistake me for that
    man with the beard... because my angle is weird... and I'll mangle a queer..
    Dangle you where no one will find the corpse. Outside, of course.
    Applying the kind of force defying a wide support...
    Need a back brace to try to pick up the slack, aye... I rap way
    out of the scope of the powers evoked by the cowards who hope to devour the dope...
    Fucking shower, with soap made of cyanide. Lion pride.
    Dotting my T's.. going from eye to eye...
    Dropping some keys, clumsy janitor, damn my parameters
    pretty wide ranged... into the hole, you know no supplied change...
    Define strange: Websters picture is me...
    The sickest MC, pick up a pitcher and drink that shit and then leave
    in a drunken state... Hellraiser, you got a punctured face...
    Shrunken, Napoleon Complex, my concepts are pretty tall though...
    So you all know, I'm raw... pink meat
    You think cheap. I 'pay' you no mind, you a ride along... so you sink deep...
    However shallow you may be, I'm not washed up...
    I'm a yacht... so talk what? I anchor the hot top hip hop stuff...
    Messages blare through sentences...
    The mentalist here's hearing your emphasis, while appearing to mention shit...
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  18. Kron

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    This here's the venting wit...
    To hit your brain, split your frame
    into several pieces, each part of you gets a different name...
    The shit's insane, so bitch complain about the after life
    N' if you do? You'll get a hit, your shit'll just split in two...
    After the ridicule, you'll have to master the visual
    from the asteroid hitting you capture all individuals...
    Just writing a rhyme, one type at a time...
    The insight of the mind despite the decline of hype, in its prime...
    The type to combine both areas and bury ya
    deep down, while hysteria settles in, know the more the merrier...
    Here is uh, a way of writing that's way exciting
    displaying lightning like Raiden fighting Zeus, I light the roof with the exciting truth...
    The type to shoot, and then ask questions when I blast sections
    of your ass, besting your text with complex little threats
    So less you forget who the champion is, the adamant
    man that exists right here? is in front of you, light years...
    What you wanna do? Fight queers like it's life, there's
    a knife, sharp as a tac... I spark up a phat dooby to darken the track...
    So if you're smart? You'd relax...utilize your keen instincts
    to... not cause a ruckus, please... don't fuck with me...
    Luckily, there will be a life you can live with your wife and your kids...
    That doesn't result in me striking your ribs with enough force to frighten you, bitch...
    You like the mic then resist from working one in my spot...
    I got the spot locked... get me there with a stop watch
    in the space, n' I rock, ock... you're a waste to the throne
    So I'm replacing ya, and taking it home... on the mic n' making it known...
    a bomb device, place stakes through your bones... palm the knife and shank you, alone
    I work miracles... right in the verse, a hearse, here we go...
    Tyrannical methods when you stand in my presence
    the light, on mics, spikes, planning a seance, expanding my cadence...
    So demanding so patience is apt... placed on a map
    that's tracing me back to the Pangaea roots, laced in my tracks...
    Fuck verses with ammunition not dear to me...
    The top tier MC to rip queers who see they adhere to keys
    Without respect... my clout connects to the higher ups
    I device a wise shooter out of the fire truck till blood sprouts from out your neck
    Tie your entire gut to the side of it, then ride the shit through NY
    with no survivor kit. Plus I am high, just writing this fire shit.
    Goodbye to any deciders with the intentions to split your intestines
    before I do... I'm you... but like, x2.
    Your times due... hand in your lab now, bad style.
    I got the pad out. Your essence needs
    anger lessons, you kids are stuck in mad doubt...
    I pull this bat out of the back, blacken your face.... then come back
    with the mace to advance every stake...
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  19. lazerscope

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    I sit back and meditate, spark endo to medicate
    Seen that so-called tough dons are featherweight
    Think and elevate, now I'm above the clouds
    In the cut with my man Guru puffin' loud
    Heard the last horn, still it blasts on
    'Til every living thing on the fuckin' map's gone
    Ya rap's torn, my rap's born
    Out of the fires of Hell, so demons I sired 'em well
    Set forth to wreck havoc on this earthly plane
    Cuz all the money and jewels ain't really nothing worth to gain
    Nigga I hurt the game, with words profane
    Niggaz should bottle my shit cuz each verse cocaine
    Word to Kurt Cobain, shotty to ya temple
    Put the beats on you like a 808 instrumental
    Fame? Incidental...just a mirage to chase
    Cats really need to record in the toilet just to discard the waste....
    I'm based....
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  20. mr.redeyez

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    good shit lazer
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