Freewrite Cypher

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  1. barnizzle

    barnizzle HIP HOP

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    thought i'd drop a hit


    rockin wit sex and violence over sax and violins
    shine thru my minds camera lens, watch how i handle it
    still shot bullets motion captured it
    qoutes is showin a speedin ambulance
    victims mangled wit some massive hits, tragic shit
    dont know what it's like in my dreams
    i try to imply thru what i type thru ya screens
    u dont know what it's like to hang,
    wit the trifest of teams, knives in they sneaks
    gulliest of hustlers in gangs, nicest of thieves
    i seen alot, u could get leaned off a teen that pop
    u too old to enjoy them things i watched
    that them normal kids seemed to got
    on tv screens it seemed dreamed i'd jot
    wish my life the lord could steam clean
    for weeks i'd plot the streets is hot
    the hood was a beast i stopped....
    flow religious..presybatarins
    u dont want beef vegetarians
    hope tecs u airin'em
    or just stand there catch strays vetnenarians
    on the block weed in my palm talk to my dogs like cesar millan
    look at the threadviewer, n ice to meet ya
    i'll try to catch an easy star
    why u think the poor's righteous teachers
    cuz we seen things that's hard
    so these priceless reading teach our scars
    sins i gotta confess'em
    i really justwannachill like large professors
    no sherman clump lyrical phsyically fit
    words is pumped a verse on the net worth bout worth a blunt
    grammar he's qout-ing...sharp as the sword in hands of shinobi
    from the land of the lonley........blam'n the phony



    freetype
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  2. barnizzle

    barnizzle HIP HOP

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    blah that was not what's up


    fuck it tho...freetype niggaz
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  3. R3DRUM

    R3DRUM Bloody Mary Jane

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    yeah fuck it tho, im puffin dro in the box chevy hoe..
    Cock's heavy so i strain my back when im ready to go..
    For a piss that is, get back to the mic n rip that shit..
    In fact this is the most infamous lines i spit out kid..
    I rip out shreds from ya cranium with some tactics..
    That u never heard of, then u dry out zipped in plastic..
    Instant magic im spittin wit hat tricks, way above average..
    Namin me savage, for the way im disputed in these matches..
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  4. 2Xtreme

    2Xtreme a.k.a. Mad Static 4:14

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    Beat: Little Brother- Beautiful Morning

    It's funny how I got these niggas irate
    Cause I drop every five days for my mind's sake
    They all blinded like they suffer from an eye rake
    All in all, these bars increasing like the crime rate
    Shout to Wiz for getting the lead, the battle for rap;
    Superiority, soon to put the Mil on the map
    Shots fired stinging like a Georgia Tech
    Wiz soon to take the win and this nigga is next
    But I ain't gettin ahead of myself, I'm only daydreaming
    Of what it takes, to be, the league's best emcee
    Message spread through all countries, it's imperialism
    Ice cubes on my neck, reflecting materialism
    Life's still hard as hell, criminals are out on bail
    Stupid decisions' the key to why we go to jail
    Watching niggas on my block stand around in the streets
    Waiting the minutes for police to meet
    Then break as they run for their lives in tow
    I'd like to welcome you to my new minstrel show

    COME WIT IT!!!
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  5. 6ftground

    6ftground BLACKACE/GRIMREADER

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    from the land of the lonley........blam'n the phony

    they so suspect, lost in the dark shiver-in -bytch, that’s lonely
    off rip they quick to dis, out there in jungles, cloaked in phoney
    lost in foliage, dressed like hard, blind like hate, I call em haters
    This out the mouth of six, master caretaker, I return haters 2 ER’s
    I see em like weed’s they quick to tumble flip'd by th AR.
    Phuck it! just another nicca blowin in the breeze, thinkin he hard
    I can't help it I got fresh styles, fresher than most emcee’s,
    and I’m a son of a gun, ready spray like fra’-breeze on wak wanna beez
    who turn bytch bout half the shit they spit, gun fights ignite,
    they run “n” into bullets c/ they scared like biitches in fright
    of my cock hard nine cocked for the cards,
    I’m w/ aces and kings I see young cats pull “n” cards,
    I treat queens like bitch, this ain’t chessboard, or pit ring
    for real street dreams is all i see, who gets drop in the streets,
    we all know snitches, bytches and fiends, get found on a rookies beat
    I see some of these niccaz on they knees, prayer for life,
    naa.. you better pray time freeze..
    from the land of the lonely.......blam’n the phoney
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  6. 6ftground

    6ftground BLACKACE/GRIMREADER

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    I'd like to welcome you to my new minstrel show

    the instrumentals glow, the bars sit heavy like gold, let’s GO!
    The flow goes forever like the Nile river, iz that nicca
    the figure, lost in a paradox, is a hoax, a plot to catch me a nicca
    slip “n” on my block, I’m not hostel- 6 just like to bleed the block
    get the weed from crack turn the crack 2 Cain, Able I can turn it hot
    Like a menace turned nothing to chest shots, hood dreams they stop
    when that bullet travels to one block to ya cranial spot,
    I got 31 problems, 50 more years of em, 81 when I can claim em solved
    I seen it all from wounds in the skull, and pots with bubble that dissolve
    addiction for those who have no home to call, no soul to guide, call em fiends
    created by the system so systematic street powers of the new jack kings,
    white teez, Nike, tilted brim, du-rag yeah the new line of kill-in.....
    And who that's......
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  7. barnizzle

    barnizzle HIP HOP

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    blam'n the phony
    take it back to fryin bolonga
    ancient raps spoke fact thru ya sony's
    tape in the deck made for respect
    police school malonies wanna cuff and de throne me
    breakin my neck with a change in the plans
    think of the future when cleanin ya hands
    washin away troubles from a troubling past
    the struggle don't last lou livin proof of that, that's why my lyric vivid...rivot rhymths while i pivot fitteds and flex, carry the lou on my shoulders,no back pain
    hit u wit some throwback slang i catch wreck
    surgical verbals word slurs logical yet...
    type prodical chronicle text prophets still smoke sess
    ash floats in verticle curves,
    blow the herbal in smoke circles just 2 show u respect
    sorry to the one we worship too i know u upset
    that's why we seein mass numbers of deaths
    seems like this curse on dude to no effect, i have soul regrets
    hustle still finds me change cuz i need a check, but enough of the pain
    i had'a couple good days like today, i might mention
    a nice vixen typed "missing u" on my sidekick when...
    i replied slide on thru....she arrived on que
    45 minutes later told her, go head and ride out boo, u be careful too
    gave her the nickname skully headywop-goode
    lou handle'em like a playa do, must be in my nature too


    freetype
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  8. barnizzle

    barnizzle HIP HOP

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  9. barnizzle

    barnizzle HIP HOP

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    bwuahahaha fuck it
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  10. 6ftground

    6ftground BLACKACE/GRIMREADER

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    "intro" I flow off the real, b- nizz and that nicca X to the 2...lets go!

    I got flow, river stream, seldom seen, nice, uncut dope, just like that
    these nicccaz wanna talk dope, knowing they cracked, it’s just facts
    I got the style of joe, the mystic of Hova, ya niccaz don’t know a’
    nicca like six exsersises flows sick, the real prophet,
    niccaz got a lil exorcist in em, call em Linda Blair,
    theses niccaz need prayer, quick get these niccaz barf bags,
    they sick off a’ the legionnaire, real biblical type spits,
    I got haters head spinning around like a lil possessed bytch
    I gets- it’s, these niccaz on that who’s best trip,
    I’m best trix, handy w/ the extended clip,
    you enjoy that trip and sink wit the Titanic
    in the OH! .I.O river bed you can’t bust
    with the flows of exceptional strength, we titanic
    We cypher, we hood , we bad, we good,
    we got haters labeled ugly cause they up to no good.....
    I set back in the AC tinted to loc spec, inhale "n" the hood
    street lights come on, I’m see “n” what's good,
    Watch “n” haters they suspect like wearing red in a all blue hood,
    money righ, strap in reach incase jackers wanna breach my envelope
    I gotta let y’ all know, the streets is hot like Iraq sands,
    everybody got a diff- way to cope,
    I just lay backin the cut- pray-in to cope
    ......Thank-in GOD I don’t have to killa-again.....Lets go
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  11. YuNg WiZ

    YuNg WiZ aka L.O.G.I.C.

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    so I'm prayin daily, beggin for the Lord to save me
    lately it seems, like he treats me like an infant,
    a baby
    cause I ain't livin right from night to night
    fight to fight, I'm never gonna see the light
    so I'm in an internal struggle, contained by a muzzle
    tryna snuggle wit my gun, but it don't wanna cuddle
    cause satan's testin the don, yea the heat is on
    want me to reside to livin the life of-a-con
    and at the end of this road I'm told there's gold
    but lucifer holds the key so I gotta be bold
    see the devil face to face and pray for God's warming grace
    and maybe he'll be my protection and keep the kid safe

    THE HEAT IS ON NUCCA!

    *much love to everyone in the cypher and on this board that's shown me love, especially emcee quared, 2 xtreme, barnizz, and 6ft keep it ill niggas*
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  12. The Grimace

    The Grimace Jeff Goldblum

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    appreciate the props, so i bring it back to Logic
    cats tryna plaugerize my words to the shop n pawn-it
    repossess my lyrics the bomb shit, ill audit it
    gotta fall back on my words cuz my life is jus cyphering a lesson learned
    nearly gettin stabbed in the heart, it missed, and i almost got burned
    alive on the bed when my rooms ablaze, god shined on me , my life turned
    quick drinkin constantly, poppin lines responsibly, not like im addicted to coke anyways
    cant get my nose outta the yayz, phaze the deranged
    and simplify my days in drug related ways
    my foots down on the pavement, stompin cats trying to recouperate
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  13. -Alk-

    -Alk- AlkatraZ

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    Watch AlkatraZ get beastly on the mic, grab it and squeeze
    You should start callin' me ancles, cause im after ya knees
    I'm laughin at these kids in the cipher, rackin up frees
    On an imaginary tracklist, tacked to their sleeves
    I'm tactical, smackin all these wack actors with ease
    Like leaves from a plant with blight, my raps are diseased
    But you cant cut me down, or tie me up
    I dont really wanna die, but i'll try it once
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  14. barnizzle

    barnizzle HIP HOP

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    niggaz gone hate....

    guess it make'em feel better
    worryin bout us
    but they the ones need to get they skills better
    u aint built better we some of the real...verbals kill letters
    words create vendettas on niggaz followin trendsetters
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  15. barnizzle

    barnizzle HIP HOP

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    ^supposed to be freetypin but i said fuck it....


    i'll drop later....
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  16. YuNg WiZ

    YuNg WiZ aka L.O.G.I.C.

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    im depressed
    yup you guessed
    my bitch just up and left again, is this a test?
    is God tryna send me a message?
    cause I'm sittin here wit pops smith & wesson
    plottin to lessen my life tonight
    but shit...i jus wanna see the light
    been fightin this fight for too long, I'm too strong
    niggas don't understand what's goin on
    can you feel my pain from this page
    can you feel my rage, shit I'm tryna keep myself caged
    thoughts all deranged and strange
    ....
    fuck it
    and lemme tell u bout my other situation
    the one that I'm more recently facing
    my nigga got shot, and was left to die
    outside a small gas station on 12th and burleigh
    i ain't gonna lie, dude on some shit he not supposed to be on
    that's why I'm rappin this song
    shit gets strenuous son
    and sometimes I don't think I'll wake to see the sun
    so I'm sittin her in the mirror pointin my gun
    tellin myself to die, nigga help me....

    fuck a free write this is real life....THE HEAT IS ON NUCCAS!
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  17. The Grimace

    The Grimace Jeff Goldblum

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    talkin bout dead cats, my other boy is rumoured to post mortem
    got shot, no ones seen em, a bullet did this not a failed organ
    gonna have to teach god a lesson, fuck the smith n wesson
    inject the cats who did this with disease, cuz i rap contagious
    when the rage hits, my caged spit unleases i'll leave that fucker spacious
    all over the ground let vultures pick his remains, but
    i devour emcee's so the scavengers have to pick this lions maine
    wont be the same with out cats hangin in the chain game
    connected we were, ill still look after his girl daily like flower bloomers
    kenny for everyones sake i hope your death was jus a rumour

    R.I.P.
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  18. -Alk-

    -Alk- AlkatraZ

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    Lemme spit something quick, relating to how my day began
    My land lord's no longer livin life, and I hate it man
    In a week will i be living here? I'm really bothered
    Or will the property be repossessed by the realty office?.....

    ill get back to it
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  19. 2Xtreme

    2Xtreme a.k.a. Mad Static 4:14

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    Beat: Styles- I'm Black

    and the beat drops....

    Better yet, I'll finish off what you started
    Need to reclaim my space, no time to start shit
    But if it begins, I'm destined to win
    Rage, I let it out, like fat niggas breakin the wind
    Niggas can't fight battles, they gotta gang up
    Today's your final day wit the mic, time to hang up
    The code of the streets is mixed up for hood wealth
    Don't call it snitchin', call it looking out for yourself
    Stay away from the trouble in all ways
    'Fore you face the death penalty called ya last days
    Niggas glorify death, like they speakin as the Reaper
    That's why kids is stuck on what they hear from speakers
    Go off and live off their struggle where trouble lurks
    To find their mother's tears moistening dirt
    Listen to the melody, and you'll learn the fact
    Everything but a failure, I'm young, gifted, and black

    COME WIT IT!!!
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  20. 6ftground

    6ftground BLACKACE/GRIMREADER

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    This was a real event that made since... peep it- it was july/2003

    Everything but a failure, I'm young, gifted, and black

    Imgine that a world wit out killing,
    black on blk crimes 4 stacks//
    writ rhymes and battles replace the tool that disables,
    white's and black's leav-in bodies cold on backs//
    I could have been slump like that, pistol to the dome,
    yells of give me that! Empty those.. black!//...intro

    We was out in the hood the day of that jack,
    belly full, time to hit the telly wit hoes finely stacked...//
    My nicca SILK hooked it up, but that pit stop,
    to piss hot, high off weed and bubbly hops //
    had us seeing pistols in hand, instigated demands
    I wasn’t intimidated, beer I just sipped it- and followed demands//
    Same wit my mans, open- wide- hands, nicca take what you can,
    the niccaz got away wit a stack, kick it money for tonight plans//
    retaliation was not in the eyes of my mans, but I seen blood,
    I seen pain, I seen those niccaz lay’d in puddles of blood//
    But instead of that my nicca hit me wit the real, my nicca thug,
    phuuck those niccaz, lets goto the club, and we bought some bub//
    we talked and I ask that nicca,
    you ready to deal w/ them bytch azz srubs//
    he told me...
    Rece’ these niccaz can’t fade me, they can have that chump change.
    I’m glad to be alive to see my kids, that money and jewelry aint shyt but part of the game.
    My nicca we alive and we still kick-in it like nothin happened...Now lets get these hoes changed into they birthday suit...feel me..Let’s Go!”

    Then we took them hoes to flat, she exposed tits and I hit it from the back,
    no lie this was a jack night that I never thought would turn out Phat...//
    [outro]And that’s real! The real feel the will, for change and the mind to deal the same......Let’s Go!
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