Freewrite cypher PT.4

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  1. K.I.T.

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    love & hip hop, or, hip hop & love,../
    blood or cuz,.. it,.. don't,.. matter,.. 'cause gods above,..//
    spew a slug,.. it'll prolly,.. hit you upside your mug,../
    the upsides a dud,.. prolly,.. hit,.. me,.. in the side that's, bugged,..//
    living,.. close,.. to,.. 60th street,.. but,.. i,.. grew,... in,.. the,.. 20's,../
    ,.. but,.. i,.. don't,.. wear,... red,.. 'cause,.. kit bizkit is, a,.. level head,..//
    my,.. levels,.. dead,.. i,.. don't,.. know,.. where,.. the,.. shit,.. belongs,../
    my,.. intentions,.. strong,.. leave,.. you,.. smoking,... just,.. like,.. a,... bong,...//
    whether,... right,.. or,... wrong,... don't,... nobody,... know,... it,../
    but,... at,... the,... end,... of,.. the,... day,... i'm,... a,.. freestyle,... poet,...//
    offf,.. a,... bottle,.. of,... Moet,.. like,... we,... was,.. listening,.. to,.. 'the firm',../
    never,... lack... concern,... about,... as,... lethal,... as,... a,... lubriderm,..///
    i,... came,... to,... burn,... those,.... that,... don't,. know,... it,.../
    sitting,... around,... looking,... at,... the,... guns,... i,... totted,..//
    leaving,... you,... all,... motted,... like,... you,,.. don't,... know,... what,... you,... talking,... 'bout,.../
    win,... it,... in,... a,... rout,.. quick... to,... infect,... you,... cat's,... with,... some,... gout,...//
    what,... you,... talking,... 'bout?,... i,... don't,... really,... know,.../
    all,... i,... know,... at,... the,... end... of,... the,... day,... a,... freestyle,... flow,...//
    screaming,... 'uh, oh',.. from,.. the,.. beginning,../
    spit,.. a... rap,.. soo,... sick,... it'll,... be,... career,... ending,...//
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  2. lazerscope

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    This is a verbal mistreatment, no appeasement
    The President of the Player's Club for life, no impeachment
    Every whip that I'm pushing got the weed scent
    I paint mental images, violent and indecent
    Ill philosopher, never a gossiper
    My third eye is like the lens in binoculars
    Eating lobster, bruh, my life is the lavish kind
    Funny how I got it from possessing a savage mind
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  3. lazerscope

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    I'm on that top sirloin while ya'll eating ground chuck
    Ayo, turn my sound up, and roll that loud up
    It used to be me in a hooptie with my team all piled up
    Now we push v's that sound like dogs when they riled up
    I'm in the race, aiming for first, don't wanna see second place
    Ya'll the type slide in DM's like you tryna steal second base
    Peep the visual, every movement of my method's great
    Got guns to dot ya grill like a leopard's face
    God bless each and every plate when I say grace
    It's hard to swallow my pride, such a bitter taste
    My mind designs a landscape where I could escape
    Somewhere far away, sipping on crushed grapes
    Fools could never measure up to my ambition
    I been Gucci while all ya'll was Stan Smith'in
    In the race, like Tay K, but we ran different
    Ya'll saving for coupes while I'm scheming on coups
    We plan different....
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  4. lazerscope

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    I keeps the pen sharp, always the benchmark
    Got hoes all the way to Denmark
    Always felt calm, even when the lead sparked
    On ya steps and ya dogs won't even dare bark
    You see the M3, outside right there parked
    Beware, things could get weird after dark
    Keep 2 tools that bite, like I'm Noah on the Ark
    It's quite clear you should've been prepared from the start
    An opp touching me, hardly. Shots barely scarred me
    Take care, out there's a jungle for that Safaree
    So sorry, I'm smoking whoever try to rob me
    My bitch pours me Bacardi while bumping Cardi
    Living plush, touching a dollar is a must
    Love the way ya bitch holla when I bust
    'Sup? Over steak building with Elon Musk
    When I die bury me inside a gold mosque...
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  5. mr.redeyez

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    when i die
    hope my niggas take a couple puffs and blow me in he sky
    rest in peace
    to our people that's dead and gone, you got me
    no more crying in bed alone, chrome to my head but my dad said leave that alone
    tearing the club up this pain strong, who run it
    shoot shit up better duck can you hear the kick threw your headphones.
    bodies drop the party stop like biggie i'm dead wrong
    fuck i'm guilty living filthy pimp a ho yeah i'm silky
    not to slim kinda healthy give this nigger dick to chelsee
    cuz i'm the snowman, summer break the bromance it's melting

    my brother said he saw a demon, what is the meaning?
    ignoring calls drinking alcohol while my phone ringing
    1 life to live i don't really care i'm going bare
    S O S sex on sex i don't need a flare
    flexing on the ones who caught aids in the last days.
    fucking J's now they penis burn my nigga blaze
    this world a maze make away we renegades.
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  6. lazerscope

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    I was born in a violent age
    Unfortunately, the haze never silenced my rage
    Even though I stayed the highest for days
    Still ran the streets rioting crazed
    A visionary, putting hoes in missionary
    Sick of every, rapper claiming they spittin' scary
    Bitch I've nearly, had it up to here with all the false bravado
    They the type act like the realest here and gone tomorrow
    I been a hard act to follow, getting my doe up
    Ya'll the type got hoes tore up from the flo' up
    Ya'll gangsta? So what, try test mine
    You gon' be running duckin' behind cars with all the lead flyin'
    At the crib sippin' red wine, I got a feared mind
    Building on an empire in my spare time
    Got stacks in the safe, polished guns in the desk drawer
    Cross my foyer? Got nothin' but lead for ya...!
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  7. K.I.T.

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    i, use to work at mcroberts,.. now i work at AGS/
    use to record out in pasadena with the homie kuest//
    bizkit try to be the best,.. whether feeling right or feeling left/
    rhymes is real Hip Hop,.. but right now i'm on some 'MegaDef'//
    yea,.. like rock n roll,.. walk long until it takes a toll/
    rampartjuice on saturdays,.. where i rap stop, drop & roll,..//
    bizkit,.. until, the name is patented,../
    been rhyming for a long time, without any advantages,..//
    of this or life,. rhymes is sacrifice,../
    i done paid the price,.. this is 25 to life,..//
    what i done made from here to the everglades,../
    kit bizkit man-made,.. blow up like a hand grenade,..//
    either that or flava flav,.. been around many dues-paid,../
    yesterday was tuesday,.. i give a f___ what ya crew say,..//
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  8. lazerscope

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    Drunk off the D'usse, you best respect my G
    Test me? And you could catch the fade like Li'l Boosie
    Give a fuck what ya'll dudes say, all I'm writing is gems
    You could tell since an infant, I was nice with the pen
    I'm striking again, lightning in the same spot
    Even butt-naked in Alaska, I remain hot
    Checking the temperature of all these rookies
    Rubbing them out one by one, cuz they the moistest of pussies
    It's like their whole faction, is a haters conglomeration
    They won Party of Pure Playa Hatin', before accepting the nomination
    My obligation is stunt like Knievel, spit the wickest evil
    Put an end to ya whole movie, and see u again in the sequel
    It's the Living Lazer, kill switch set on the phaser
    My garage alone is at least about an acre
    I'm about a dollar, no need to squeeze 'em thangs
    To scoop ya li'l dime, and tell you to keep the change!
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  9. Gen The God

    Gen The God The Life or Death Poet

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    Same deal just a different day, twisted…
    In a liquor haze, shake it off, don a fresh fitted with the tinted shades…
    Spliff with the haze?.....no, I guess I like a different kind of fade…
    I chill, mix the deadly essence with the lemonade…
    .....Wiser thoughts can be attributed to age…
    A throwback like the Kid N Play, sick in the brain…
    Flow sharp like I sliced my tongue on a switchblade…
    Plus that bold heart of a lion pump in my ribcage…
    I’m finna say the things you been afraid to speak…
    You weak-minded……steady fighting with your inner slave…
    Spitting game on how you crack pumping, mac dumping…
    Stack funds with mad hundreds, bad women in the telly but you lack substance…
    (lemme see that) that's barely a quarter key homie you "lack substance"...
    Cats is bluffing, it be the loudmouths that's actually fronting…
    talking this and that jiving like they had something...
    the shotty left his melon looking sloppy like a smashed pumpkin...
    when it comes down to the principle, homie you have to snuff em...
    a slow temper's essential for making fast adjustments...
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  10. lazerscope

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    These cats mastered bluffin', their raps are stuffin'
    Act the toughest but a bunch of bastard puppets
    Good gas I'm puffin', no mask for bustin'
    Got 3 pads each with a stash stacked with hunnids
    I'll hack an onion, and laugh while they tear up
    No jacks but had to Boost on the Mobile just to gear up
    Calm down before my temper flare up
    Or I'll have you leaking like tear ducts, never cared much
    For naysayers cuz they ain't players
    They played out more than broke pimps in fake gators
    My aim's greater, I been flavor, used to wildin' with the animals
    In other words, I always been good in nature
    Headhunting in this concrete jungle, bold among the humble
    Where even ya best friends got no love for you
    Since a youngin' I was trouble, wild and reckless
    Once I spied your necklace, you'd lie down neck-less...!
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  11. Gen The God

    Gen The God The Life or Death Poet

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    ....face down french kissing the dry ground breathless...
    leaving em stiff like doing a rep for isometrics, die pathetic...
    if you try to test us......the coroner size you up and writes down metrics...
    then quickly picks ya weight up like a 5 pound breakfast...
    ......a live fuse, the type of dude to confront you...
    no knives or rugers, these knuckles are my solution to crumble...
    ya cranium, turn ya legs into pasta noodles and slump you...
    no conscience, that's a nuisance to cut through, I just do what I want to...
    fuck you.....that's the motto, when I talk to the mic/Mike like Cus D'AMato...
    down a bottle then spit a 16 wicked...
    no nonsense like these nerds when they're talking silly...
    I spit it from the soul in my verse so you all can feel me...
    shoutout to Kevin Hart and the hope that he brought to Philly...
    but I see a different scene when I'm strolling through Broad and Erie...
    It's murderous, dark and dreary, I'm certain, I saw it clearly...
    an atheist said a prayer like "I'm hoping that God can hear me"...
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  12. mr.redeyez

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    Wish we can go back when we were kids.
    way before the bids right before the tears.
    went from pissing in our beds to bussin' niggas heads.
    duckin' infrared's never scared no one really cared
    i miss my cousin yeah he really dead
    bench warrants yeah i really fled, but it was petty
    dropping tears on my bed thinking about my daddy
    too much liquor in my body hard to hold this pistol steady
    talking to myself, asking if i'm ready...
    this life i live is deadly..... all i listen to is boosie and makaveli
    i'm ready
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  13. mr.redeyez

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    Weed got me paranoid lighter and some kerosene
    burning up my permit might go cop a red beam
    shit ain't stupid as it seem, trapped up in this nightmare
    sometime i wish i... lens fish eye
    strong mind i will get mine in due time
    no rushing drinking vodka like a russian
    only twenty nine no kids rare for my kind
    still in my prime, from the hood did my crime did my time
    from ass chasing smashing with little to no conversation
    hungry lil nigga. stealing out of gas stations.
    junkies use to buy my liquor the plot thicker
    got my dick sucked by a coke head gave her no bread
    i was 17, with a choppa straight from lebanese
    no bullets i was stuntin' but when i pull it they runnin'
    who run it
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  14. lazerscope

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    Alot of ya'll's mental growth's been stunted, cuz when confronted
    Ya act like shit is all good, you fronted
    Earlier you was poppin' shit like, "Who want it?"
    But bet the sight of guns in the club turn ya stomach
    Only thing ya'll pack is luggage, what ya'll spit is rubbish
    The type to pull a hoe from the 'burbs by acting thuggish
    Back in ya younger days you didn't do the knowledge
    Now you older, still boasting how you got stacks of hunnids?
    My man, life's about progression and growth
    While you study hoes on IG I'm ovestanding IPO quotes
    Jewels around ya throat, and a fresh pair of sneakers
    Shows you don't really know, about finances either
    Dog get equity, avoid bad debt like leprosy
    It takes skill to build and a money flip is a specialty
    So while ya'll still stashing bucks in ya breadbox
    I'm polying in Monaco, scheming on a fresh yacht
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  15. mr.redeyez

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    Sometimes i'm depressed, surrounded by peasants 24/7
    you wouldn't understand, they'll dap you down and poke you with the other hand
    no more living reckless. cold blooded killers confessin' turn to religion
    conscious fuckin' with him he'd rather live his life in prison
    well here's a present, five hundred for your commissary
    "Give the money to your momma, and let her bless it"
    my words of wisdom "don't worry", "take it hurry" "i know it's scary"
    i'm often at the cemetery, conversations with the dead like they still here
    i miss em', crack the bottle drop a tear, afraid i'm a lose it
    can't even listen to music sometimes the shit i'm going through
    might have to throw on some blues my family don't have a clue
    cause i be smiling and laughing but deep inside i'm decease
    might get high out my mind probably call up a freak
    take the thot on a ride and hit her in the back seat
    hard to relax when the rain, is always at your door step
    dancing with the devil i don't two step i four step
    hard to forget, the past but it keep me aware keep me prepared
    became friends with the monster that's under my bed
    breaking bread with my demons keep the halo over my head
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  16. Gen The God

    Gen The God The Life or Death Poet

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    I wake up, my mind blurry, I hurry to get my bearings…
    I scramble to take a shower, the water washing my sins…
    It feels like it took an hour, getting my shit together, it’s whatever…
    Struggling, striving tryna get the chedda, flipping different measures…
    Never sold and 8th, never copped a key…
    Never flipped a brick, but trust me this block is cold as can be…
    You either stand up like a man or you squat to go when you pee…
    you twats are holding ya queefs, better watch ya tone when you speak…
    I’m on fire, you cowards stop drop and roll in defeat…
    I skipped past the Johnson and Johnson…..started writing in 03…
    grew to a man and I kicked my Tonka trucks to the side…
    then the kid got stronger, my dick got longer, my nuts dropped…
    And the shit that I spit got bonkers, switching my mantra into this is my hip hop genre…
    I'm sick of the drama, these critics can kick rocks, those lames are on notice...
    I became a monster, focused…..came to drop my opus…
    laser locked and loaded, straight obnoxious, they cannot control this...
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  17. mr.redeyez

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    i can't rewind time. so i face the future
    remember old days.. back in those days.
    my ho drinking wine watching blu rays.
    shoot outs on tuesdays, defense and offense i'm two way
    throwing deuces to my nephew a bad influence
    cash rules but cash ruins friendships and families.
    turn your back on me you through, walk away casually
    my house is horror similar to amity... ville for real
    pockets full of pills and weed money cigars and keys, house and car keys,
    god speed, black tar on aluminum watch his eyes bleed
    lace it on em' we chasing money, at a high speed
    if he ya homie he love you through thick and thin
    if you broke he a split his last ten, 50/50
    yeah i still miss ken. we go way back like juice in gin
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  18. lazerscope

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    I woke up with a headache, the world is insane
    I can hear the cries of all the lives in deep pain
    Many men and women that feel to the street game
    All threats to a don with an elite reign
    Same story of crabs in the barrel therefore I got to travel
    Out of the area to escape the hysteria
    Name ya favorite horror movie, I seen things scarier
    Wolves with guns, knives, and other paraphenlia
    Is it up to me to live as a righteous example
    Showing the youth that the world's wickedness can be handled?
    I'm trying to see the entire Trump regime dismantled
    And make sure that the funds for my people are ample
    Cuz they don't want to see us united, melanated people of color
    That's why they sic us with poverty, drugs and police undercover
    They masterminded a plan for us to kill one another
    Imagine the danger to their authority, when we all unite as brothers...
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    Gen The God The Life or Death Poet

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    Sit back in my chair, stare at the wall and start babbling nonsense…
    You see me tripping balls, I ain’t even have me shot yet…
    Thoughts are wicked, bars are twisted, narcissistic with an arrogant complex…
    Temper flaring when I’m vexed…
    Screaming like I’m Aerosmith, be spewing venom with nefarious content…
    Bars be scary, dog we bury and bomb vets…
    Its hilarious when framed into comparative context…
    They lines are pre-academic, without Buddens, cause they too scared to be Complex…
    You walking clueless, while ya EYES WIDE SHUT...
    My ears be perked and mind sharp to be prepared...
    for when them guys ride up, very suspicious clearly malicious...
    the 1's cocked to bust shots.....guns POP like VENEREAL BLISTERS!!!
    I stay sharp, crisp Adidas and a fitted cap...
    kinda quiet, the most you'll get is "how you feelin Black?"...
    …….I ain’t with the gun clapping, I don’t peel the gat…
    throw the gloves on, so we can see where niggas really at…
    straight bitch, whack flow is on the rag…
    A lot of filler so you know its trash, (face fuck you…
    without holding back), feeding you my swollen mass…
    see ya throat collapse just from the force of my semen leaving the scrotum sack…
    Body slumped over…….shoulders cracked, wheezing and twitchin…
    Another meaningless victim, this bitch is a vulture snack!!!
    ……..R.I.P., they picking at ya flesh…
    Rot in pieces, you cocky heathens, you spitting with the best…
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  20. lazerscope

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    I finesse each and every lyrical test
    The cost to the mind is an indelible debt
    While ya'll still rhyming bout riddlin' chests
    I'm mainlining Ritalin 'til all my spittin' is quenched
    Ya'll all my children at best, ya willin' to bet?
    I spit in cyphers with Lucifer, ya can't chill at that depth!
    I should take it back, as if I was illin' for 'delf
    Words are medicine spillin' to get rid of the rest
    Witness a vet, putting you dogs down with that raw sound
    I hold the four pound, ain't nobody you could call now
    Riding the wave on high, ya'll shore bound
    I'm only here to see evil empires torn down
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