Freewrite Cypher

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  1. The Grimace

    The Grimace Jeff Goldblum

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    Let's Go! doesnt matter if your friend or foe you'll leave a john doe
    im sleep deprived 9A.m. and i still steal the show
    try 'n speak thorough, MC's rap like this is your 5th language
    deport you where you came from and cause your home town anguish
    props to 6ft,get-ill,panther,catch, extreme, wiz and the nizz
    team up and freewrite cuz the words sinkin in you like whales oceanic jizz
    you know who it is, squared comes up like metal telepathy
    you can fit my big shoes so forget about empathy
    no one cant put a dent in me except from the words you were lent from me
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  2. YuNg WiZ

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

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    more real life for ya'll niggas....

    tell me why niggas callin my phone from private numbers
    talkin bout they gonna play God and pull my number
    can't enter a deep slumber gotta think and wonder
    if I walk out my crib will I hear gun thunder
    or is it that a nigga was intoxicated when he called
    don't feel like dyin or haing my life stalled
    so I'm sittin and pacin, back and forth waitin
    debatin on weather to trust God or roll wit satan
    prayer or my weapon, my mind is second guessin
    cause I'm bein taught a lesson in my state of deep depression
    if I find out who this nigga is, I'ma murder the fuck
    his lucks up, hope he kno he jus got himself stuck
    cause if I'm goin to the casket then I'm bringin the fuckin ratchet
    and sendin this nigga to hell in a fuckin hand basket

    real life shit still, niggas don't kno when to stop

    THE HEAT IS ON NUCCAS!
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  3. 2Xtreme

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

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    Beat: Xzibit- Get Your Walk On

    Previously, on "Mad Static is Back"
    He was ripping MC's to shreds with attacks
    Such as the metaphor combined with a punch line
    Niggas thought it was fine, to walk out of the confines
    'Til they ran into me, a full-fledged danger
    To any and every one, not even Jesus will save ya
    You the example of ••••••ish, ignorance out the box
    So many guns cocked, it's like I stepped into Watts
    Light bulb, that's a cool line to refurnish
    No matter how much you sell, you'll still won't earn this
    I see these rappers ain't got life, that's rather scary
    All off the top of the head, fuck I need a dictionary?
    Letter balancer, at the highest of calibur
    So many white chicks on the head, its like I took aspirin
    Lyricism at it's finest, is what ya capturin'
    New Banks of the cypher, call me Money in the Bank
    We headin to the club, niggas grab ya dank
    Playas call ya bitches, homies call your dogs
    Beat the pink til I see red, like I'm slaughtering hogs
    Ain't gotta prove to none of ya that i'm the truth
    'Cause you proved u false once u step in the booth
    Post 666. call me Satan with a pencil and ya life
    Nigga play God while you still can wit that knife

    COME WIT IT!!!
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  4. barnizzle

    barnizzle HIP HOP

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    aight aight look

    wasn't given the same chances as kids...living in mansions
    jest decisions get tampered wit....fuck

    seen a dead fetus in pampers
    cig in his hand breathin in cancer
    glancin stearn, then turned to a reaper right after
    the scarred hardly ever learn
    rappers had rathered..hand to hand sales and blunts to burn
    killings....never had mattered evn tho they got mastered
    if they aint makin the news we can't relay it to u
    no dan rathers come to my hood
    no video cams capture the things that i could
    we close to the rapture, church up to no good
    seing devils dancin wit pastors
    plus folk aint doing shit that they should...
    crammin in bags distributin lads is
    shiftin on aves..peddlin faster
    kids think life is a drag, most of'em bastidz
    this my past that i type on a canvas
    freekeyin a sleep dreamin tryin to graph it
    this the life of the tragic
    give u a sample of what it was like in my faction
    thank god i made it out of the drastic...and not out in a casket....word



    freetype
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  5. barnizzle

    barnizzle HIP HOP

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    yeah that's wutz up tho....just had that on my mind


    droppin later again...one
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  6. barnizzle

    barnizzle HIP HOP

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  7. barnizzle

    barnizzle HIP HOP

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    aight

    this is a night of the week i'm still piping a freak
    cuz my ends is weak , aint no freakin on weekends
    life of a G, speakin on teachin i recite in this free
    cyphers is reakin chronic typed on PC's, ugh
    minus the weaklings, addition the prohpets that, provide what we seen,
    sinus is breechin cuz the past days, 100 degrees....

    got a call on phone, i'm out
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  8. YuNg WiZ

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

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    here i gotchu barnizz I gotchu

    100 degrees, nose too dry to sneeze
    niggas don't believe that I'm survivin this heat
    niggas don't believe I still got a clean sheet
    niggas don't believe i supply this heat
    it's like 400 degreez and I bring you to your knees
    what am I rappin bout only God knows not me
    cause I'm jus spittin whatever my hand tells me to
    baby blue watches and laser made contacts too
    niggas sayin reg u don't make sense
    well that's cause u muhfuckas aint this dense
    ya'll muhfuckas ain't half as intense
    cause i got the lazy flow going so wait in suspense
    cause I won't drop sumthin hot til tommorow so swallow
    your pride right now and replace it wit sorrow
    cause I'm not writin to make sense or to please ya'll bitches
    I rhymin cause it's been injected in my blood through stitches
    and I'm still battlin these broadway snitches
    who askin me why the fuck they nuts itches (hahah, dirty niggas)
    I am the truth when I spit in the booth
    and I ain't playin no games been lost my first tooth
    fightin wit niggas who's bigger than life, I kno it's trife
    I'm stabbin cowards wit daggers, while Im high as kites....

    fuck this shit...im not even makin sense

    THE HEAT IS ON NUCCAS!
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  9. 6ftground

    6ftground BLACKACE/GRIMREADER

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    mc2 crazy.. igot you..lets go!

    THE HEAT IS ON NUCCAS!

    approach w/cautious it’s instant contiguousness,
    when haters step to me- it becomes a fatal illness,
    feel this, like needles to an army of fiends, I’m the ill-est,
    It’s ok,
    I got what the doc ordered,
    a hot pill that takes a’ head ache away
    I seen brighter days, but end of dayz come-in,
    at the end of the day it’s always some-thin
    always pop-in, some-thin always seem to happen,
    niccaz got to roll act, like they New jack happen “n”
    livein --just enough- in the city- They livein-- just enough -4 the city
    and know they life empty, they sit “n” shitty,
    w/dirty money nearly cleaned but still filthy?
    Just as the dirty turns good,
    the FEDS raid the hood
    you see judge, he judge,
    you dread, cause u guilty...
    So nicca do ya time cause the game 4ever shifty...LEEETS GO!
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  10. alouda

    alouda New Member

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    Hello everybody, I hope y’all doin well
    First time posting here, so let me introduce myself
    Remember this username ‘cause it’ll be integral to your health
    Lyrical skills I do lack, so please feel free to share the wealth
    If you feel me holla back, peeps are supportive I can tell
    Let’s get back to the cipher, “it’s instant contiguousness”
    6ft you damn right I’m feelin’ this
    I’m not a hater but I think I have a fatal illness
    Can I get one of your hot pills to heal this?
    Nowadays brighter days seem so far away
    It’s evident we’ve evolved but maybe for the worse we’ve changed
    Individuals murdering and stealing for money and fame
    Our society needs to be detained and rearranged
    It’s insane, to the extremity people do anything for their own purposes
    Innocence feeling the pain, nod ya head if y’all hearin’ this
    Now someone else grab the mic and rip this
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  11. YuNg WiZ

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

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    hahha shit son, pass it while it's hot....let's go
    the heat is on nuccas!

    I'ma rip this to pieces it's easy just peep my thesis
    rappers is resses pieces while I'm holdin these pieces
    puttin bullets through strangers, not real I'm talkin lyrics
    I told ya'll before ya'll ain't hear it, I'm in the wrong spirit
    not in my right state of mind, everything look like it's mine
    so I'm livin a life a crime and my best friend is a nine
    by best friend can't be no older than nine
    I'm thinkin that God's tryna gimme a sign
    the streets don't love me they wanna see me decease
    cause I'm tryna bring peace, well most times at least
    unless I see a nigga flossin his chain
    then you might see his brains on the corner of main-
    street and shit, I'ma speak clearly cause my mind is meek
    and my cold heart grows weary and weak
    they say, Reg can't rhyme that nigga pure cake
    but nah nigga I'm jus tryna raise pure cake
    not birthday cake, I'm talkin that good cake
    that spend it all day bring home the cake cake
    fat stack like ricki lake type cake
    and if you don't believe me then ya'll niggas can bake
    in this thousand degree sun, while I stand with my son
    or my best friend I'm confused, fuck it, I'm talkin bout this gun.....

    writer's block is a bitch when ur freetypin u jus blab on
    fuck this shit son, I'ma don I don't need this song
    this ain't even a song I'm jus ramblin on
    and on and on and on and on and on
    you niggas irritated?
    cause my eyes is di-a-lat-ed
    shit, my whip...
    make sure it's candy plated
    fuck Lloyd Banks that nigga ain't got cake
    he don't even kno how much it take to make
    he don't got the ingredients the niggas disobedient
    only obedient when 50 say make it immediate
    faggot as G-unit suck my fuckin cock
    I run ya'll block and raise my own stock
    niggas we take over and I got my killer 7
    I guess we like a family
    so niggas this is my brethren
    it's me 2xtreme and emcee squared,
    julius ceaser and an emcee witha temper ya'll scared
    I kno I named five but two more comin
    but I won't rap bout them til It's final....niggas


    fuck this writers block
    im startin to sound like fuckin wrench not makin sense and shit
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  12. 6ftground

    6ftground BLACKACE/GRIMREADER

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    Last Post....

    This is my last breath
    I ask for death cause where I’m at
    I cant feel myself, touch of feel my wealth
    the aftermath of change has consumed 1's self
    1 step is better than two steps back.
    I’m going forward life is a sword
    and I’m falling forward, towards
    a new beginning, far from sinning
    I see the shine and it in my hands spinning
    see yall in the after life of a new begging ...


    THIS Cypher is the shiiit 4ril baby we did this, words overboard cant describe us and wHAt we spit throughout rap music... I’m love “n” this....but six has to rest...
    A my niccaz b-nizz, 2X,
    keep rep "n" your life and ya city...you all do it SO well
    much love... everybody stay up.. AND THE KEY IS TO KEEP WRITING...I’m Dunn...


    WHAT MORE CAN I SAY!!
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  13. barnizzle

    barnizzle HIP HOP

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    that's whats up
    my nigga 6 a true lyricist
    pour out liqour quick, 2 spills..split the bricks...u will be missed
    u 2 real....dude skills showed he could spit wit niz...colder than blue steel to u's grills
    u know what tha bizness is...big bizness kid...
    read this backwards....life live 6
    my nigga live life and love it
    fuck being under 6, be breathin above it...
    keep a fuck u attitude whenever seen in the public
    have dreams of abduction...by angel's coming to get u blowin a trumpet
    my nigga keep it thuggin
    try to find the last piece to the puzzle.....peace to my cousin
    cypher won't be the same when we red the page
    a truthful assumption....

    freetype....holla 6 nigga do yo thang mayne....keep yo head above water and 2 eyes on ya back.

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  14. barnizzle

    barnizzle HIP HOP

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    got me amped....


    droppin
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  15. barnizzle

    barnizzle HIP HOP

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    my hells' livin
    stricken wit sickness in hells kitchen
    L twistin christian sippin liqour like mel gibson
    or an angel that fell from heaven gods missin
    seein weird visions is this what i'm is?
    hope i aint curse my kids what's worst than that shit, i aint able to tell
    i stay to myself
    these days on earth weigh on the health
    guns and blunts stay on the shelf...ugh
    patron of stealth
    fuck u attitude only got respect for self
    skitz'd omen...sick flowin
    show u what a thug is about
    mic foley bitch phones, kidnap kids and put a sock in they mouth
    it's big homie...proud to be king of arm robberies
    pick off snipin people that practice polagamy....
    i fuck 2 broads a week gemora sodom me....
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  16. alouda

    alouda New Member

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    Some retardedness for your soul... hahaha... Damn I'm wack...

    Props to B-Nizzle he’s doin this thing
    Every time he hittin’ up rhymes I’m hearin’ bells ring
    Damn son I feel sorry for you if your Hell’s alive
    But is that good or bad? I can’t make up my mind
    Cause at least you’ll go to a better place when you die
    You’ve experienced Hell itself, what could be worse now right?
    I hope now you’re starting to see the light
    But you say angels falling from Heaven and weird visions?
    I also see weird visions but could be ‘cause I’m under bad sight’s submission
    Listen, see that’s the reason I’m proud to be a Christian
    Got purposes for livin’ and no negativism like some experiencin’
    It’s admissible if you wanna fuck 2 broads a week and practice polygamy
    Respectable, just not a course of direction for me
    ‘Cause nowadays I’m seeing young 12 year olds shakin’ their ass
    Talkin’ about suckin’ and fuckin’, gotta live you life stop movin’ so fast
    That’s kinda disturbin’ to be truthfully honest
    What ever happened to purity, dignity, and bein’ modest?
    Impure sodomy, what are kids these days tryna be?
    Children are still diamonds in the rough
    But we chippin’ away at their value with corruption damn it’s enough
    Life’s tough, believe and trust when I say morality is beginnin’ to rust
    Enough with this depressin shit, this cypher is some lyrical shiznit
    Now someone step up and straight up RIP IT!
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  17. 2Xtreme

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

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    Beat: Lil' Wayne- Hustler Musik

    yea.....shout out to my nigga 6ft....you the realest...like that chorus says...keep your head to the sky and ya feet on the ground.....we gon keep rep'n this shit...naw, I ain't gon budge......

    True hustler, floodin' the muddy streets with this one
    I'm make ya black and blue with this one
    This a dedication to 6ftground, keep ya high spirits
    'Cause the cypher done lost a true lyricist
    But, that don't mean that I'ma hang up the mic cords
    I'm coming back to rip heads off to hit floors
    With every word that I write, I know my rhymes is tight
    And you know who's sitting in the throne tonight
    Painting cities red with every vision in blood
    Jedi mind trickery, mind games is killing me
    Drowning my depression in 60 cent sodas
    Staying on the grind, with more range than a Rover
    Is that persistence, that keeps me lifted
    And it's that commitment that keeps me gifted
    Six feet, we gon miss ya homie
    And my presence will be felt, all until these niggas know me

    COME WIT IT!!!
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  18. 2Xtreme

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

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    Beat: Ludacris- Number One Spot

    Keeping this shit alive, I strive to be the best
    And bless the microphone, and leave the hating for the rest
    Grimey like puddles of mud, I'm rocking and rolling
    Like tires, at chronic temperatures, just call it fire stoning
    An emcee of this skill, where you gon find
    I'm the deal nigga, somethin of the bigger kind
    Call it arrogance, or call it whatever you want
    Rhymes equal money, if you got it then flaunt
    Can't nobody touch the style, I got flair like Ricky
    I keep replies mutliplying, situation's sticky
    Completing twelve bar verses, without even trying
    Still flashing my aura, call it super stylin'

    COME WIT IT!!!
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  19. -Alk-

    -Alk- AlkatraZ

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    Beat: Mobb Deep - GOD Part 3

    I'll keep it on the mat when I pass the pipe to roddy
    You shouldn't break into my house, you should know I'll blast the shottie
    Then I'll grab your body, and toss it in the trunk
    Bag of lime and a shovel, cause I gotta get it done
    Jump in the car, keys in the ignition, now I'm on missions
    To make damn sure the headlines only read you've gone missin'
    Strong fisted, all vicous, you're a weak country with small missles
    You remind me of a hooker cause you're only hunting with small pistols
    You fit the description of what I call bitches, no joke
    This isn't really something you need to witness, go home
    I'm not kidding bout a damn thing I said in my raps
    Like the surgeon general's warning printed on the top of cigarette packs
    The way I live my life, live and let rap, and I respect that
    I'll give any kid a chance to spit against me, but it's a deathtrap
    Serve up your best rap, and put it on the table in front of me
    You see what you just did? you bitch, you made lunch for me

    NEXT UP?
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  20. YuNg WiZ

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

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    shit sittin here smokin my third black and mild it's 4:30 in the mornin
    im mournin cause this bitch keep comin to crib and she concernin
    my moms cause she claimin that the bastard is mine
    but I ain't got time for lyin cause I'm tryin to rhyme
    bitches is tricks gettin flipped like bricks
    say the child is yours but never come legit
    I come legit on everything I spit so I hit
    harder than two fat chicks attemptin the splits
    not makin sense I'm jus chokin on clouds of smoke
    takin tote after tote as I inhale and burn my throat
    not payin attention to what I'm puffin, niggas I'm bluffin
    cause.....damn fuck it
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