(wordplay) Cypher -if You Gotta Sick Freestyle Game Post

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  1. blackwell

    blackwell New Member

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    im to advanced with these fluent bars, leave your stupid ass fused with scars
    you value your life?youll lose it fast, freestyle and I cant be assed
    Leave you riddled with fear, have my bars scaring em
    big dick, my shoes are long-boats so im a barbarian
    i'll give you a unexpected shock, you cant prepare for it
    leave you heart teared in two if you start staring dude
    blast gats, with the bullet span inclined to cover vast areas
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  2. Severity.

    Severity. New Member

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    I'm a cat of character, slippin' past ya barriers
    Rhymes heavy, on a scale of 1 to 10 I'm ranked at mass hysteria
    Ain't no patch repairin' ya, gashes tearin' ya
    I smash the trash these ass(w)holes half-ass, high off grass, hash and fairydust
    Lick my sack and hairy nuts with plates of condiments
    Poetic Concepts...the realest cat to ever spit...he never quits on the web and shit.
    .....wow, what a great accomplishment.
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  3. Bar nigga

    Bar nigga 314 STL Ancient of daze..

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    pay homage respect, honor the best
    never made it to college like west
    acknowledge my rep
    just like if u walk where i slept u'd acknowledge my set
    ox get introduced to ya neck i just promised a threat
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  4. Bar nigga

    Bar nigga 314 STL Ancient of daze..

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    making my last call fore bullets go past jaws
    words sharp enough to scratch claws and detach bras
    harass whores, raps that's in store ,flooded wit gore
    jewelry and burners...murdered souls cover the porch
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  5. Bar nigga

    Bar nigga 314 STL Ancient of daze..

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    kill again's a statement no questions asked..u kiddin him?
    dillinger drill'em
    cold veins blooda coltrane
    chill i am,
    used to be a drug dealin man
    i appealed to the white like will i am..
    how real i am, so illy shut down ya whole city
    coke bricks to chicks who nose sniff thin as nicole ritchie
    killa grams kilt'em fam gave'em the blues, no dizzy...ill i am
    if my foes get me dont miss me just dro spliff me...
    who can come test in a cypher who really the best,
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  6. Warpaint

    Warpaint What now?

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    sick like ham
    when I spit my plans
    see pawns play they role
    when I fix my hands
    just like get em'
    you dress like denim
    rigid, corrupt thoughts couldn't displace my rhythm
    ajointed with greatness,
    inbred superiority
    while you're inbred,
    grain fed dna gaps feed your inferiority
    in a thicket of the wicked
    i'm comfortable around what scares you
    seen hearts fold in the clutch
    preparing myself for what fear do
    a regenerate mind coupled with asperangers syndrome
    seen the devil decide which dudes are ass, and then go into'em
    call them self the boss of the range
    but to me men dehumanizing other men seems strange
    undefiled principles keeps me plugged in
    while you discover the end of your thugment
    lies judgement
    repayed for your works in the past
    tough on the streets, locked up they put a skirt on your ass
    life protected by lies and badass rep
    but now you're giving neck to the fags that next
    calling you the homo
    sould have stood your ground and took a beating
    cause now after dinner youre sipping on semen
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  7. Warpaint

    Warpaint What now?

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    They try to despoil the manger
    But I'm anxios for a banger to leave limbs hanging
    Lifting the veil of density
    All it did is enhace my war propensity
    Emperialism, warfare on the mind
    But I never learned self hate, to mankind I was blind
    Thank you Lord for the slick delivery
    Now put me in a zone, where I can stick my enemy
    Break em apart cause they fake in the heart
    Trying to emulate greatness, they faking the art
    Leave them blazed in the park
    Buried with the lillies, lying where the lilacs be
    Razor sharp in your face to trim your eye lash b
    Getting high off deeds, release me from my prison of modesty
    When i'ts time to execute and destroy those throwing bombs at me
    Try to overtake me, by shaking my hand
    Let me cut that fragment off, and build estates on his land
    Despoil his women, or make them submit to servitute
    But they rather have death, that answer to a nigga
    Have it your way, marginalize me all day
    More freedom outside of the system
    Stupid marginalized other races try to reconcile to a system that doesn't want them
    Fuck you,if you're not part of a solution, get buried with the problem
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  8. Warpaint

    Warpaint What now?

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    Extra hard
    When left abroad
    Family ties keep me from dabbling with death
    They think i'm soft, cause i'm carefull with steps
    I ain't scared of you,
    I'm scared of myself
    What will I become when i'm fearless myself
    A golden warrior take it in breath
    Hatred of life, real warriors chase death
    Lock me up, time is on my side
    Cause with everyday more hatred coincides
    Let the Lord restructure my soul
    Evil designs they feed me, fans the coals in my soul
    From the fire within I deliver it slicker than
    The victim of 3rd degree burns
    Let the petroleum jelly cover your truth
    You're too frail and not prepared for the elements in their true entirety
    So you should figure it an honor to die with me
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  9. JASON ANTHONY

    JASON ANTHONY White Devil

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    Youth today has mutated to a mutant gay,
    Confused array, of dudes who say, to shave your pubes away,
    And faster than you can say, “mute it,” they…
    Cruse away, to go and use till they get tooth decay,
    You need a brand new tube of lube you say?
    Cus you threw away, the two you already used today?
    Touché,
    I don’t have poop ta say,
    See I choose to say poop instead of what I used to say,
    Shit,
    See I still say it, I still place it,
    In every single one a my rhymes, like 6 times, I hate it.
    You wear and anklet? Faggot, I’ll go ape shit,
    On any mufucka that ever ate dick, you gay prick!
    My spit’s rotten, like the shit forgotten,
    In the back a the fridge, often…
    Because the lids come off it.
    Off topic? I give a fuck, suck a cock if…
    You think you can be me, I hope the shoes and the socks fit.
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  10. Warpaint

    Warpaint What now?

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    Maybe I like shaving my pubes
    Cause if youre to hairy girls will play with it like ewww
    Trim the bush and let the tree stand tall
    But underneath I say you need to take heed to the balls
    Dont forget the roots that help keep the soil fertile
    Dip my head in and out her shell like a turtle

    whattup
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  11. Warpaint

    Warpaint What now?

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    You ain't Chris Hansen, you can't catch a predator
    Fail at your attempts taking forever to set it up
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  12. JASON ANTHONY

    JASON ANTHONY White Devil

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    Just sit there and listen,
    Sit on the stairs, and just stair and envision,
    Through my swearin and bitchin,
    My unmistakable care and precision,
    As I write what I’m never embarrassed to mention,
    Where is the line, Where? Isn’t it there? What, it isn’t?
    JASON is rappin solo?
    Snap a photo,
    He’s back rappin with nobody black of even South African oh no!
    He laughin at homo’s, and that’s just a no no,
    He’s loco, he’s loopy,
    Oo he goes to movies just to see boobies,
    Angelina’s, Eva’s, and Monica Belluccis',
    Wet an sweatin and floatin in Jacuzzis, just look at em, ooo, they’re beauties,
    My words are weapons and the blade I’m packin, could slay a dragon,
    Opponents afraid a rappen,
    They ration their lyrics,
    But we get it crackin.
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  13. Sin-Razone

    Sin-Razone UnR3450n

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    yo
    spit to bring traffic somethign for the masses
    i relapsed into darkness like meth addicts
    please bring death im ready to forfeit my losses
    i caused the evilness like a prophet martyr
    darkness is in
    head spins like a cyclone killing young children and kids
    hardcore like scenes from movies bad for kids
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  14. mr.redeyez

    mr.redeyez Member

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    peep tha message......l.r

    My tear's fill wishin well's
    i'm livin in hell
    bullet casein's on tha ground i'm pissin in shell's
    tha devil iz my guide, threw tha land of tha lost
    i'm foreva gettin high, only friend iz tha moss
    berg, will i emerge? I'm surfin wit' serpent's
    swerve, while i'm puffin tha purple
    destine for eternal flame,my purpose is permanent
    this life i lead is pain, tha pressure is burnin me
    alive, will i live to see tha sun rise? Won't let it worry me
    i'm many eon's ahead of my time
    these niggahz peon's, embedded in rhymes
    im tha phenom, mr.red is tha don
    fukk tha world wit my cock in my hand like john
    i want this forever mine........
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  15. Warpaint

    Warpaint What now?

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    So much harder than the rest
    The target of the set
    Now is armed with an intent
    So far from your respect
    That creative juices follow his pretense
    Got it locked like a new age pen
    Write on the sky with a new age pen
    You chase friends
    like a fool chase benz
    I love enemies, keep me on the war tip
    Run with the endless breeze, till you're on the floor bitch
    They're thinking i'm done
    Feeling like Samson with shit on my tongue
    Back you down like, a sexy woman in an escapade
    Thinking you're rich because you drive an escalade
    I'm on to other realms of existence
    Cause my life is beginning when the earth is finishing
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  16. Warpaint

    Warpaint What now?

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    They read my pages, Like how we going to get him
    Devil on my heels, like how we going to sweat him
    He's a cool cat, with a new tact
    Real under pressure, already proved that
    They wan't to struggle and make me weak
    This shit is like a workout, till my soul I meet
    The oversoul that guides my strength
    Not the corrupt principles that guide my friends
    Jokers
    They still hopeless
    When life seems bleek is when I get focused
    See me like low beams, coming through the fog
    Demonstrating a ruthless yet gracefull resolve
    Get jealous of that
    Fuck the NBA and those fellas for that
    Deplete the league of talent
    Oak Hill revolving door crashing and slamming
    With your new age slavery, let me feel like i'm included
    Seeing FIFA put AIDS shirts on young kids, and calling them stupid
    We call it trust
    You emperialize the globe because your lack of thus
    Call it success but life is transition
    Conduit body, sent from ethereal transmissions
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  17. Bar nigga

    Bar nigga 314 STL Ancient of daze..

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    this is the worst of the world dispersed into words
    my verse get, hearsed in a blur with a purchase of herb...
    stay perched on the curb, it's like a curse we can't cure...
    worse than flu's from a bird, pickin up loot from a bird they let loose on the 3rd...
    not the kind in a skirt but the kind that u serve
    i was a young problem, that no addition or mathmaticion could solve'em
    no consequences just lots of wishin...
    went from not havin a pot to piss in to lots of bitches what a proper finis
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  18. lyricalpriest

    lyricalpriest Rap Games Dawson Creek

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    i dont think u understand the concept of word play so ima hafta show u guys ok...
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  19. lyricalpriest

    lyricalpriest Rap Games Dawson Creek

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    i flip thru verses like a short chapter//
    So afterwards i can tell u whats the word after//
    first ima have to slap them herbs y? bc ima herb slapper//
    my mind is free but yo my rhyme stuck in the pen//
    pick up my note book then i put my heart in the pen//
    i must love the game but that dont mean the game must//
    so fuck the game she can get a bus bang on the bang bus//
    my nuts hang, be on the block so much u can say that i hang nuts//
    clutch things, but u can say i keep my thing clutched//
    punks claim but last i heard we dont claim punks//
    what the fuck changed? the whole rap game changed, FUCK!//
    bunch of lames suck and im just too woah! the freshest thing out since h20//
    and i hate u hoz, tryna play with words but u wordplay game seems off now u gotta play with terrrrds//
    head to the toilette, like u drank to much now u gotta pray to earl//
    porcelian gods be like man up stop being a little girl//

    now thats fuckin word play idiots... man im seein a lot of whack shit and its my first time back since 05...
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  20. Bar nigga

    Bar nigga 314 STL Ancient of daze..

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    lyrical excercise
    u need tonin' and squat drills
    wind sprints upHill with weights on ya shoulders
    if it took
    u more than 5 mins to write that
    then u not deals, conan
    u white, go pop u a pill, lohan
    paris Hill, u coke'n if u think u doper
    tough talk'll get u Jacked so stop Jill..
    niggaz been on forums since 2000
    thinkin they got skills...
    while i,
    been on yachts chillin and dropped keel
    in the gulf in '05 and dropped reels..
    vaca'n and came back
    to blocks with stacks and glocks concealed..
    yo rhymes is unreal, surreal,
    ficticious, those was not slick writtens
    but mines, oil spills u can notice the fish smitten...
    u'll need a lotta creel, i'm so leal...
    u a old tymer wit spoiled skills, no rhymer
    cold pussy
    froze vagina dont push me
    my freetypes is chilled, and i jot trill
    eat challengers, twat meals..
    here go true nigga talk u look like a shot seal
    what block u on? suburbs is not ill
    if this whiteboy was on my block he'll..
    get left wit his watch stealed and top peeled
    takes me 1 min to break off masterlocked wheels
    u not ill frontin like u pop steel..
    ahaha real is I
    realize real lies thru these real eyes..ah..
    i got 2 legit hammers..ha
    4 throwaways
    so i throw strays at motorcades
    they say
    lifes a card game but no it aint
    so 4sho i'll spray at ya pokerfaces
    dope like coca cane is
    was the truth as a youth
    moved like O and Kane did...
    my soul is vacant like houses on my block still...


    fuck outta here...now thats wordplay...typed str8 thru..iphone 4 swag
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