<*xXx* 8 Bar Freewrite Cypher *xXx*>

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  1. Dark-Vybe

    Dark-Vybe Active Member

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    I do it dougie, dip low with honey
    3at a time, girl next door bunnies
    Ll cool dv, llbean white tee
    thers cool cooler coolest, then theres me
    I fuck on black, but when i done, white sheets
    Magician n the bed, u can jus call me freak
    roleplay with ya body, workn all positions
    show ur body how its all that and a kitchen
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  2. Mrjdm998

    Mrjdm998 New Member

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    They write JDM as though he's villain of the piece
    'Cus you can feel it when he speaks he ain't nearly in your reach
    Creeping in like the boogeyman you aren't shielded by your sheets
    Bringing rhymes so flavourful they make the instrumentals mediafile secrete
    So while other verse writers hope in vain
    To inject these dope rhymes into their tracks open vains
    I wrap my notebook in solid never broken chains
    Stopping these envious vultures stealing lines wrote by J
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  3. J Keeper

    J Keeper Super Jesus

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    Tell the flies to go away, got hella time to blow today,
    And even if the sun don't shine, I'ma glow in ways,
    Sippin' on some vino, yes we know the ledge,
    Got me chillin', frigidaire, my steelo is rest,
    I gotta chill, why not, it's the only chillin' thing to do,
    Used to be a villain, and I'm still up on my P's and Q's,
    But there ain't no clouds in my life now, no,
    Them dark skies? I got the white-out, fa'sho...
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  4. Gen The God

    Gen The God The Life or Death Poet

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    My bar's vicious, spit heat standing in a flame-charred kitchen...
    with scarred visions of shredding victim's meat from their bones like carved chicken...
    I rape date stars and take off their shoes as a souvenir...
    mixing drugs in pH balanced solutions to make my "roofies" clear...
    look at these rap faggots....these men are singin songs in choir...
    like Em said "fuck that dumb braud Mariah"... (lololol)
    as far as I'm concerned every braud's a liar, stripping for cash on the low...
    but I shut so many BARS down when I spaz with the flow, that I made ya moms retire!!!
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  5. DethStryque

    DethStryque DethStryque theInvincible

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    Savage average rappers with daggered adverbs morphed into blaster clips
    Shatter whole zip codes I spit odes that rip holes even in rappers who've mastered spit
    Sharp verbs shark herbs with sparked words brighter than star birth over Nazareth
    Smashin kids with molten rabid wit til they see stars like preschool teachers' golden asterisks!
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  6. Gen The God

    Gen The God The Life or Death Poet

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    The game's over, rap's ordained closer, ain't he a flamethrower?...
    BODY SHOTS rock you...I hope you're prepared for that Hangover!!!
    uh, I ain't HOVA....but Iceberg Slim....
    got his COLD FLOW POCONO focus back...
    these lames are COLDER than the frozen ice POLAR CAPS!!!
    I'm hip-hop's father, c'mon I spit HOT LAVA droppin these MOLTEN RAPS!!!
    (I'm so tight) ya'll RAP/WRAP loose like a toga Black...
    if you try to lift these Atlas stones from my massive shoulders....ya bones will snap!!!
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  7. DethStryque

    DethStryque DethStryque theInvincible

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    Slang chokes ya,n toasts spines of foes who oppose mine
    Then slap ya hairline more crooked than the Florida coast line
    Roastin you loc til you're broken n smoked n catchin that coroner coach ride!
    I'm warnin ya whole kind I'll flip beef tuh pork rind n despoil ya in war more than Orckind!
    My language is flame lit--torch time--it ain' a game when I sport nines
    N scorch dorks with the Force times Zordon's war wands n Thor's kind!!
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  8. Gen The God

    Gen The God The Life or Death Poet

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    The kid is raw, immature as hell, insane but I'm funny...
    just about to hit the adolescent stage of my 20's...
    still a kid...the type to knock you out the shade when it's sunny...
    cause growing up is FOREIGN to me like CANADIAN MONEY!!!
    Read carefully cause when I drop a Rhyme of the day...
    it's so dope it's like Lidocaine, Vicodin pain-killers...
    or CANE twice through the vein right to the brain...
    I'll appear out of thin air if you try reciting my name!!!
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  9. J Keeper

    J Keeper Super Jesus

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    I still rhyme to this day, I get fly with it, kind of insane,
    Still sly, stay dry when it rains,
    I'm just the pilot of change, ride with it, consummate rays
    of sunshine, are trying to say,
    That those days are done now, those days are through,
    Felt weighed the fuck down by the weight of you,
    Got me sayin' what now, what day is due,
    For a brand new man who changed his view...
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  10. Gen The God

    Gen The God The Life or Death Poet

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    The flow's so wicked, my foes don't get it cause they're so-so with it...
    I'm oh so quick that I slow down and give the po po tickets!!!
    the verb spitter, herb splitter verse ripper who posts sicker...
    than those hither, this go-getter drops tropic rhymes that could burn Hitler!!!
    Man on the real some of these people be buggin...
    don't sit in the kitchen if you can't take the heat from the oven...
    too many phonies thinking they thuggin...
    any dummy can BLINDSIDE you with a gat, so I ain't BLINKIN for nothin...
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  11. breathlesss

    breathlesss Registered Sex Offender

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    i don't give a damn how hard or who you are/
    gettin' torn apart and I'm hardly through two bars/
    yer fubar, in the demolished sense, but once/
    I got fubar, when I was on excessive drugs/
    what man?...I'm bringin' common sense to thug rap/
    claim they hate it but don't want it to end like a hug from their dad/
    the one they never had at home to tuck 'em in at night, it's sad/
    a tragic role they're stuck with, minimized to the max/
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  12. J Keeper

    J Keeper Super Jesus

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    And if their simple mind would sit and eye all the facts,
    They would see, the simple minds never find all the tracks
    To their peace, they sit and die, wishin' time would relapse
    But it keeps, tickin' by, isn't time such a bastard
    to me, but it's different cuz I ain't like them,
    I made my ends working till the daylight ends,
    And if the grim reaper thinks it's time for the dark,
    I can die knowin' that at least I was alive in my heart.

    EASY!
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  13. breathlesss

    breathlesss Registered Sex Offender

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    with a five second mark ahead of time to depart
    i find it kinda hard to live these lives that I start
    if I drive reincarnation to it's limits, am I still a part?
    if it's all spirit, does my human mind fall apart?
    I find callin' art the key muse in my installments far
    from smart enough to be something useful for the populace
    we'll never get our message across to these stupid, mortal commoners
    unless we quit messin' it up, we can't do much more 'til off the earth
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  14. Gen The God

    Gen The God The Life or Death Poet

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    No guns, no knife.....just a fist to the face...
    snap the jab and crack a crab, yo that kid's a disgrace...
    I'm not a gangsta, not a wanksta, just got militant traits...
    belligerent with infinite strength, hit em at length...
    these clowns are fickle....I'm Frank like LUCAS, spittin mucus...
    I'm hock-spit spewing it, I drop sick...ludicrous...
    to have this globe in a frenzy, hocus pocus my enemies...
    SILENT SCOPE em like KENNEDY, BURSTING ya brain CELLS...
    I'm a COLD with no remedy!!!.....damnit I flow with such energy!!!
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  15. breathlesss

    breathlesss Registered Sex Offender

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    I know, this much tendency toward the poetic discrepancy,
    between you and me, there's barely no one else who should ever speak
    intelligence leaks until it's obscenely morbid, it's killin' me just to hear it, fuck
    why do thug rappers have a woman sing the chorus? really, can someone clear this up?
    it's senseless, like deaf homeless man dockers with holes in the pockets
    I bet that's the first new cents wordplay to nuisance yer brain in so long you forgot it
    but I actually got to get it done again, i supply the special fx for the remake of old school
    on a hot streak and i haven't even yet let the fun begin, forever in wait for the eventual break of cold truth....

    and my boys' aren't blue
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  16. Gen The God

    Gen The God The Life or Death Poet

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    Damnit the villian's sittin in Canada chillin, so if you were plannin to kill him...
    you'll have to wait til I return from partying with Canada's millions...
    and by then I'll have learned the art of the shadow dragon, sprout wings...
    and fly back over the border, swoop down over my targeted victim and talon-slash him!!!
    Never stop to catch a breath I constantly spit my hate...
    jog a RING around Saturn without making a pit stop, I'm in tip top shape!!!
    one of hip hop's greats, check ya wristwatch, tic-toc...
    ya'll know what time it is, you never heard nobody this hot......wait...
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  17. mr.redeyez

    mr.redeyez Member

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    Big pistol in position
    if i find u you'll be missin
    then i, keep it movin like a piston
    job done, pick up ma pay check
    fuck tha world no latex
    yeah, no such thing as safe sex
    i bang it till it skeet,yea bang it till u leak(no homo)

    death to those who oppose
    i have no friends only foes
    they smile n ma face, then grim behind closed does
    its ok. Tha choppa turn ya brains into a whoppa
    'pattie dat,
    u r wat u eat, deze niggaz garbage like alley cats

    bettah stay focus,
    befoe u sleep wit tha lotus
    dis dat kick doe shit,u aint notice?
    Hellyea im bogus
    if uclash wit me ull get total'd
    money is ma motive,
    n da streets im da hottest, wit dis rap im da coldest
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  18. Gen The God

    Gen The God The Life or Death Poet

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    ^^^8 bars, cmon my nigga

    Can't see a d*mn thing with ya EYES WIDE SHUT...
    ears 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 spit with insane flavor, always rock a BLACK CAP but I ain't Vader!!!
    I play piano keys with the SHARP notes made out of STRAIGHT RAZORS!!!
    never missing a note cause the pain is nothing, my mind is demented...
    I'm too FLY, your feet are WEIGHED DOWN.....I could still soar if mine's were CEMENTED!!!
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  19. mr.redeyez

    mr.redeyez Member

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    minute man freestyle

    NINA TO YA DOME, IMA SPILL SUM
    FAREAL SON, IM THA TOP GUN CHILL SON
    TO FLY FO THA AVERAGE,MONEY ON MA MIND
    STACK GREEN LIKE SALADS,HONEY ON MA MIND (lol)
    I'M REFINED TILL I CONFIRM MA COMEBACK
    DEFINE,RUNNIN BACK CUZ DEZE HOS RB'S
    ''MAN FUCK DEZE NIGGAS'' I GET HIGH N GO TO ARBY'S
    WHORE PLEASE, MONEY OVA ALL DEZE PHONY'S
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  20. mr.redeyez

    mr.redeyez Member

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    Tha choppa make ya twitch bitch
    gon' picture dat like a twit pick
    i'm 5'8, but feelin like i'm 6'6'
    i stand tall 'n rip shit 'u dip shit's

    quick shit, u take time to spit shit
    u remind me of dat hoe n dis bitch
    project pat dis dis, dis dis
    .................................................
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