Freewrite cypher PT.4

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  1. lazerscope

    lazerscope Member

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    No bird but I spit crowbars, 'n they so hard
    One verse in prison got Aryans clearing the whole yard
    "Oh God" they screaming, this nigga is a demon
    Had my dad screaming in pain when I shot out as semen
    Niggaz are not nice so I don't respect 'em, I'll send my hoe to check 'em
    The type scared to pack iron so they buy a pit for protection
    No discretion like stressed mothers, I'll beat they ass in public
    Foes more pussy than virgins when harassed to suck dick
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  2. mr.redeyez

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    I got gems lodged in my skull - spirit & my soul
    walking with the lost is like getting wet when it's cold
    you reap what you sow if the industry you promote
    they got young men doing vogue touching toes when he pose
    tight clothes was for the hoes to each is own i suppose
    but fuck those livin' rouge - my city is cold - from the concrete grew a rose
    it's not a comic when i tell you racism and gayism is not a gimmick its iconic
    i ain't religious. but ain't we burning the bible disintegrating bridges.
    this world the opposite, we slave for billion dollar companies the owner layback and pocket it
    who the lazy one? - i'd rather be self employed, but i'm the crazy one?
    i'm getting bugged and annoyed thought about sellin' that boy get it pumpin' like roids.
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  3. lazerscope

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    My fingertip could light a dutch, been with the Midas touch
    Writers should tighten up, they ain't spittin' no flier stuff
    Thinking their rhymes are tough? I think that they high enough
    Fuck with my team, you ain't never seen a wilder bunch
    Punch like a young Tyson, shocking like M. Bison
    To combat what I been writing, readers need to bring hype men
    I enlighten, the masses to what I craft with jabs
    So hard ya troop of goons's wounds can't form scabs
    Ya'll perform real drab, looking real bad
    Please believe, ya fate? Ya sealed that
    Steal raps? Ugh, perish the thought
    You might end up in a lions den where they relish ya corpse
    This is a deadly assault on an enemy's fort
    Ya identity's caught in a web of telling me naught
    My street energy's sought, to pump life into the city grid
    I'll put you in the hospital with ya wife asking, "Will he live?"
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  4. K.I.T.

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    lols....:)

    Sheep to cull, sheeps a fraud/
    when I finish here all you hear is applause//
    makin you pause, like I was kurupt or Nate/
    u can build a house full of cats that, hate//
    on the sound that you hear in ya system/
    my flow is deadly so, u may be a victim//
    that you prolly have to bring, back 2 life/
    cus the beat was on point and the flow was precise//
    thinkin im, nice isn't far from the truth/
    I use, to watch bet up in the booth//
    lookin at big tigger, lez or joe clair/
    it had my full attention all I did 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/
    whether written graffiti, dj'n or holdin mics//
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  5. SickPup

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    Back n dis bitch like I never left, prepare for death/ den mock a beat, put shit to rest/ respirators meeting ya flesh, static all through ya chest/ damn he hurt, just throw em in tha dirt/ pussy said he bout that life, but he was only bout that skirt/ all that yapping, had to make it happen, time to put in work/ all black, skully on, stab holes all in ya shirt/ ain't about that gun play, but we can have a gun day/ nigga it ain't mine, it's ya death so have it ya way/ open 24/7 Monday through Sunday/ don't talk if you ain't bout it, say you are I highly doubt it/ boys is softer then a pretty pussy with some hair around it...
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  6. mr.redeyez

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    Niggas got tricks under they sleeves.
    bitches got razor blades under they tongue gum under they weave
    hit the weed and sneeze, your herbs to shakey you sell salt and pepper
    grab em' by his ankles and shake em' like a feather
    writing letters to my guys who locked down for 20 or better
    where ya heart at? i been a beast since i dropped out of school
    as a teen losing my mind thought doing crimes was cool
    i was fooled, never learned the prosper had to fail a couple times
    get back on my feet and grind sellin' nicks and dimes wasn't designed
    i couldn't do it, drug dealin' wasn't manufactured in my spine
    using my mind to intertwine this thread forming a line
    my eyes adapted to dark i was suprised when the light reflected and shined
    watching the boys on the block doin' big now they dead or doin' time
    freestyle shit to get this pressure off my mind embracing my prime
    don't be a yes man before you open your mouth read between lines.
    because sometimes the deal might be sweet but the print will be fine/
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  7. mr.redeyez

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    Cut the bull shit, for the money i'm on dummy
    creep threw the alley while my tummy rumble
    clip long rapunzel, even my snub got a nose like gonzo
    i claim the block like my name mutumbo i'm a bull
    out my nose comes the gun smoke, i hear the gossip ten fold
    walk around ears open like dumbo deciphering mumbles
    knocking brains out take a slice for the gumbo but i'm humble
    my hood is a jungle i know you heard it before keep a nine like i'm rondo
    don't slide threw this condo i'm having flashbacks of blood on poncho's
    plasma dripping on my nachos i knock hoes who fucking with the honcho
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  8. Kron

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    Yeah, let's talk about how I can rap...
    manufacturing...literally just take concepts I have
    with packing peanuts and pack it in...
    Back to this, masochist kind of rap, it just...
    seeps into my system like a virus infection...
    So the kind of protection I would need?
    Falls far out of the realms of a sly PC...
    No PC to Mac debate, I'm the Mac' that's straight of the Apple packing tape...
    Yeah I've been gone for a while, so say so long to the style that I use to know...
    Still abusive though; Joe Jackson.
    Hate you rappers that got not no action.
    Look at me, I'm so pass them!
    No class, son. I'm out on recess, having fun...
    Writing till my heart's content... hard, because my mark's cement!
    No equal footing with me, like how good could he be?
    Leveling every level in the Dojo, you don't know?
    Well, let me tell you about it... stud. Uh, what?
    Caught me off guard... all I do is drop bars...
    I'm looking at you like it's "Not ares"
    All these new editions think they're rock stars, ha...
    Not even close. Over the top with their "scrape the bottom" approach...
    And in a year, these queers are probably ghost... so much for Stickin' Around...
    Cause it's Uranus I'll be kicking around...
    You're just a stick in a mud... which will make no difference
    when that area is trickling blood.
    I'm a flash flood of evil. I'm a manifestation of Devils Night...
    Picking you off one by one.
    It's hunting season, and you all are gonna get it...
    call the medic! Call the medic! Bash your face in with the mask of Jason.
    Find you a casket placement - Beatrix Kiddo.
    Fuxking tired as fuck. All I'm seeing is dribble.
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  9. lazerscope

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    Sick flow brash like Brillo spat from a schizo
    Cats are hashtag-Pillow so I laugh 'til sick, yo
    Fire bursts repeating like chants from cults in Egypt
    Speaking secrets to decrease ya energy 'n increase ya weakness
    As you, got on the jack whispering Forget-me-not's at thots
    With toddlers running amuck in shitty diapers, stretching out ya socks
    My street stock on a rise, son...See the horizon?
    From somewhere out there my fly lines come from
    No comfort for you dumb bums talking that hum-drum
    Giving out this AIDS for free, bet you fuckers don't want none!
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  10. mr.redeyez

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    Time to get back on that classic shit i'm jurassic
    niggas like bitches they written's melodramatic
    so bare witness i come to conquer and kill it
    with blood in my eyes like bompton the crips in compton a feel it
    shockin' how i snatch and grab like nash then pick & roll pass like stockton
    ski mask or a stockin' cap over my face you hear shit clickin' and lockin'
    lemon squeeze leave scenes sour as fuck blood on the block that's how i'm rockin'
    gloves on my hands like i be boxin' not leavin' a print fuck doin' 85 percent
    plus the cops will be watchin' cause i'm of african decent,
    they throwin' books at the innocent -
    got us livin' afraid of the law until my paw taught me how to live militant
    promise it better be some riots if a cop kill again aw shit gonna get real again
    put on that monkey suit tell em' i was forced to shoot fuck em like a prostitute (pause)
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  11. Kron

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    That's why their talk is mute... they can't speak no more...
    But I'm here, rap talk taking up the whole floor...
    There's no room left, the square inches have been occupied...
    It can go both ways, I've cemented my spot, and you're
    just stopping "bi"... not going lie, I've got Rusty
    like Shackleford, but I do got a knack for attaching words
    that rhyme together... splashing verbs around with adjectives
    and action slurs from my speech... bars for when
    these words are "released"...
    My proverbial niche is talking to the crowd, not talking down...
    from a spherical merit, n' give em' something to walk "a-round"...
    You cats became office bound, didn't step out your cubicle
    to see the world around you that's spinning, it's pretty beautiful...
    My view? is of the music room... bringing perspective
    to the light...fluent like Rosetta Stone had taught me to do this, alright?
    So if you wanna fight, then get on those gloves...
    We go one on one... I shadow box, until my palette drops...
    Metallic chops, a strong jaw... archery bow practice...
    When I look at my competition, there's no rappers...
    No access... this is a sneak preview
    to the deep evil I speak...ready to beat feeble
    geeks, we the street Beatles, leech... John Lennon n' what not...
    walking on water, the temperature of it's "Sun" hot..
    All you Hamster rappers running in one spot...
    Bored, such a dumb thought thinking you can become Pac...
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  12. lazerscope

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    Listen quick 'ack, cuz I seen the whole plot
    Powder in our pots cooked over the stovetop
    Dirty glocks and thick knots up in the dope spot
    Have us popping each other 'til rocked in the dome top
    And it won't stop, it's all part of a sinister ploy
    The CIA & FBI flooded the 'jects with mad boy
    'Til we locked down around Aryans pumped up on mad 'roids
    In a corner doing time like a bunch of bad boys
    I'm paranoid, of governmental institutions
    Tapping into the daily data I'm computing
    Surveying what my positive talk is producing
    They treat my community like we a fucking nuisance
    But I ain't havin' it, I build with brothers, black to Arabic
    Slowed down on the liquor, quit the cancer sticks
    Trying to get our money up, for all my melanated people
    Cuz life's only a preview and death becomes the sequel....
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  13. K.I.T.

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    this, is, just, a, older, verse, I, had, lolssss..

    Kits in the building/
    so ya better hide all men, women & children//
    2 a dierent location cus what theyre feelin/
    ain't really worthy of any adlibin or any writtens//
    its a forbiddance, cus right here is just a sensation/
    so get with it, because the invasion/
    ain't gonna stop it's just too amazin//
    feel the vibration/
    it's concentration//
    but don't get lost/
    the rhymes that I toss more catchy than randy moss//
    so step in the cypher spark up ya lighters/
    kinda getting hyper like rowdy, roddy piper//
    or a viper, that's how I be striking ya'll/
    It only takes, 4 bars to enlighten yall//
    to the newness, inside of the rap forms/
    you've been misinformed/
    if you thinking this the norm//
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  14. lazerscope

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    Rhymes I air right, like slugs from lead pipes
    Ya'll fear dykes, I rhyme virgin style, air tight
    Tear mics, looking like ya'll the quick-to-tear type
    Son I could never get checked, I don't even wear Nikes!
    Sent here to crush ya ego, I spit this regal
    Push ya buttons like Coleco, my bread illegal
    You acting like the mack, at the bar drinking with ya people
    Call me Jack, cuz I'm hitting you bitches chilling at the Regal Beagle!
    I'm a street fighter getting busy without the Hadokens
    Your soul broken, lost, still scrambling for subway tokens
    I'm speeding in that demon, the highway open
    Ya'll only still tryna grip lines like some fuckin' clothespins
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  15. mr.redeyez

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    You ever feel like you can do better?
    bad decisions landed so many in prisions.
    i'm writing GOD a new letter,
    this here cut deep like lacerations and incisions.
    liquor killing my conscious fuckin' with my vision
    so much so, i said fuck my religion,
    blind folded while i shoot at the witness bitch i'm relentless
    lacking forgiveness. mosberg under my coat in mid summer
    i'm sweatin' like i burn em' for fitness i'm with the shits like a plumber
    had a 3 some with 2 bitches the oldest dumb but the younger one dumber
    she had the claps so i clapped her the roar from the bulldog sounded like thunder
    ever seen a nigga with tourette's shootin' turret's bitch i'm a gunner
    let me ponder, why the fuck did i hit her without a condom
    fuck it i'm livin' like hondo flee the scene like a condor such a bloody condo
    i wanna bitch that thug like griselda blanco and scream my name like my name don demarco
    she love me like i'm harpo i showed her a good time when she was stuck on the stoop
    had her stuck on my words like some gum stuck on my boot even taught her to shoot
    and i ain't talkin' bout a ball in a hoop now i'm caught in the loop-
    she supa savage i call her the truth, she said "if you murder for me, i murder for you"
    she said "you know i jumped a couple hurdles for you" what if the judge said "30 for you and 30 for you"
    i told her i was dog fed fuck the law, she hugged me and kissed me on the jaw
    with all the homi's aside me and my soon to be bride like bonnie and clyde''
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  16. lazerscope

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    So hey now, under gray clouds, I need no umbrella
    I mastered my destiny to finally become better
    Used live chase mice out my house, now I'm chasing after cheddar
    My girl and I are finally together
    In a mansion, another one on the way, is it a girl this time?
    I dream she floats out her mother's womb singing The World Is Mine
    In the streets, I saw blood that flowed like wine
    Days that are dead and gone, so for those I don't pine
    Night before, I got a call from my dog that his momma got cancer
    He got on his knees to ask the Lord for some answers
    Didn't hear nothing, so he been drinking and driving
    Can't imagine a life with his mom's not surviving
    I told him keep cool, stay true, do what you can do today
    Though it might be odd the Lord giveth and taketh away
    Perhaps it was written, and for her's a better place
    Empty words, I know...I hung up the phone to meditate
    Suddenly, the room turned misty, everything disappeared
    It appeared I was in the lotus position floating on thin air
    Before me stood a smiling dark man with a staff and a smile
    He pointed to a star in the horizon that was far for many miles
    In the blink of an eye, I was there, pink dust on my soles
    Out from the soil a glass palace just rose
    Time became still, I looked back at the Earth and cried
    Thinking about all those before us who had died
    I flipped the future like pages in a book
    I was shocked and amazed, my heart filled with joy as I looked
    Humans of all hues, united, dancing to the same tune
    I pray for us is destined to be the same boon...
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  17. Kron

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    Fuck the business they keep their nose in, theirs no end
    to their lies. Enemies... with a friendly disguise...
    How much more can I conquer to show that I'm bonkers?
    The world spins, and it's just... me, on top of that bitch, with my girlfriend...
    When life hits? It's priceless. You got no time anymore....
    You gotta balance your life. Take what you can make, make sure the palette is right.
    Can't recall the amount of man hours I've put in recently
    To make that fortune I wish to have, feeling like an aristocrat...
    Watch the revolution, but the pictures black.
    All of the "This and that" between each other, switch to a different cap.
    I kick the chat they don't wish to hear.
    Yes, Riddick's in gear. Giving the tier I've pushed towards...
    Like that movie, I'll "Give It A Year"
    Bounce back. Livid, with fear. the wretchedness.
    Perspective is different, check the directive, it's...my name.
    From lows, to the high gains. Fly frames, I gotta...
    check the disguise, meng.
    They switch, like Will Smith, and are skilled with this trill shit.
    F'real, this... life that we live? is likened to scripts... all just a movie...
    They balling and shoot from the half court
    This is a rap sport, at rap, hit the gas and switch in that Rav4
    Like, I said, I shoot it from half court...
    I grab the ball and alley oop with a shot that will get it in from the back board...
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  18. SickPup

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    1...
    Rule number 1 never trust a bitch
    Just lust a bitch
    Dick her down, don't cuff da bitch
    No lip too lip contact cuz bitchs lust for dick
    Heard they eating ass too bitchs lust fa shit
    I kno they look innocent when they blush n shit
    Like get close sexy moma let me suck ya lip
    Pause...
    Rule number 2 no lip too lip contact
    Cuz I kno you hoes love lip to dick contact
    I Ain't Tryna contract no semen
    Ya knees contact the cement, as I, release the demon
    Always dreamin bout me triple beam schemin
    Always triple beam dreamin Screaming ima get the dough
    Rule number 3 hoes over funds, never go
    Flow so pyro, dick like gyro
    So hoe no hesitate, she plug her piehole...
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  19. Kron

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    It's dying down, nope, not when I'm around...
    we gotta keep with the brand, this is the type of music the people demand..
    I see some geniuses, man, that's not a front...
    I don't want a bottom out, but this is the reason we have been all in doubt...
    You gotta problem? Then you call it out...
    That's what this raw essence is all about... keeping it real...
    Give it something the speakers can feel... cause they're sleeping, the seal
    of approval has been weakened until we as the shield
    protecting it seems so surreal... it's like we're ship wrecked...
    Always looking up with our noses, till we get chin checked...
    Game like we rock with the condom on, "Is it in yet"?
    In a dry season, but it's been wet...
    Big respect to those who flex their blows, muscle game on lock.
    Because it changed it lot. It ain't bout' Pac, nor Biggie now...
    Nor Underground or Mainstream - old terms to describe an imbalance
    of the over-saturation here that lies in the palace...
    Retribution is what they speak of. Turn your systems up.
    Because it doesn't take a revolution to know this is fucked...
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  20. lazerscope

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    Listen up...To resort to fisticuffs? It's a must
    Cuz you don't really wanna see the pistols bust
    That way, you still walking off, just minus teeth and pride
    For speaking lies, your soul's on fire deep inside
    Blaze weed and ride, my squad's down by law
    For beef, we're both carnivores and connoisseurs
    Got cars galore? Nah, just scars galore
    Waiting to break my weed up on Carter IV
    Yup, so catch me in Miami with a pimp's strut
    Bad mami with a tat on her ass sayin' "Pimp's Up"
    Ain't shit to discuss, I let the fifth bust
    Quicker than a virgin getting his dick sucked
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