Freewrite cypher PT.4

[J Keeper]

Yo...

My medicine is flow,
It's funny how I'm bummy but it's never gettin' old,
Almost reticent to show how it's better than before,
But no, spit caustic, let it settle in your pores,
Spreading to the bones, put the pedal to the floor,
Let the heaven in your soul melt the devil in your core,
Give up the hell, get and down and leave,
I would get up myself, but I'm out of weed,
So I'm sitting on the ground with a lighter,
A paper, and I'm hyper, so I'll see ya later if find ya,
I'm wired, and I'm tired, at the same time,
On fire, but the fire brought the change I crave, my
piper to pay, is paid through the rain I
made in when the same life when weed had a hangtime,
If you don't know what I'm sayin',
That was the time between holding and paying,
But now I'm some new shit, you could keep ya breath,
And the next time you breath, it'll reach your chest,
Ease the stress...

[CrowdAds]

[Gen The God]

Everytime I look around, it's the same old shit...
4-5th under the jeans.....my nigga, what do you mean?...
when you claim that you pull the rachet, and you ain't gon miss?...
if you pulled the hammer and started banging, you would break that wrist!!!
but see niggas is gonna test you like you ain't that quick...
DIRECTING aim at me, faggot I will change that SCRIPT...
lock the finger, block the trigger, disengage that clip...
grip the gun so it can't slide, like when they sack Vick!!!
serving payback bitch, I'll taunt you for thinkin it's a game...
then we "pistol" whip the lame, cause we don't play that shit!!!

[Ksmoove01]

Back on my Bs
put something all in her ear like t- rex, Pull up in Gs/
Niggas got them old controls like a ps /
1 cuz you niggas is dumber looking than T S/
Im smoking la la no carmelo/
im a calm fellow,so please tell ya mom hello/

[mizzOe.]

check when I free'd flows, off of the top, his cap get peeled if he's weak
your eyes looked like they need hope as I put the steel to his cheek
yeah.. I can mix it real street with these jokes but if often misleads folks
I've never claimed to be a gangster, but test? then I AM indeed though
but I speak so unfazed my rhyme schemes just get shifted with these flows
I'm in beast mode; just a poetic artist who's mentally addicted to weed smoke.

[Just Tino]

I'm a ominous type of whiff, and smell of a Viking Ship
docking your writings and staying to ignite the script
rape every last line you spit and digest your rhymes with flips
and then kick it back so you can hear how you recite that shit
just.. that type of prick, cross between Shakespeare and Conan
Edgar Allen to Genghis, pens and spears in both hands
No man, can get with the lines, I'm something with them Dope rants
make every Lohan, pole dance for fo' grams in Colombian coke plants

Lol idk..

[Gen The God]

These guys are hype, thinkin they're spittin it street....typical heathens...
I'm the type to give a figure of speech literal meaning...
I came to banish the whack writtens of these amateur tacticians...
to outerspace, they're out of place like Hispanics who lack rhythm!!!

[MidwestMike]

I was walkin back from the store with a bag of groceries-
Noticing somebody approaching me
I pulled the slide back on the strap that I keep close to me/
But then I realized it was an old woman holding a rosary-
As she spoke to me
I felt something holy come over me like I was touched by an angel on this lonely road I see/
Theres no way I can describe the feeling I felt-
As I knelt
The concrete began to feel as if it'd melt/
A man appeared all of a sudden and the woman went runnin-
He told me I was wanted for summa the things that I've done in,/
My life,
Then something crossed my mind-
A flashback of someone flauntin a nine
By the pedestrian crossin sign/
As I continued to think
My heart began to sink-
Realizin my life was taken in a blink/
Then Bam,
I felt a sting on my hand-
I woke up to a cigarette burn and an empty tecate can/
I was like damn
That was one hell of a dream-
This must be what it feels like to trip the fuck out like charlie sheen/

[MidwestMike]

Dissin me youre outta ya element-
Can't tell if your fat ass is human or a rare species of elephant/
Youre the typa muthafucka that shouldn't crack jokes-
Cuz youre a walking target for fat jokes/
Damn it must suck to be you
When you were born wtf ya mom feed you-
When you was born they prolly tried to shove you back in and ask for a re-do/
Fuck your name ima call you ripples-
cuz everytime you breathe your whole body jiggles/
Standin there sweatin up a damn pool
Lookin like a damn fool-
If they put you on"the walking dead"
The whole season would have to be canceled/
I'm sorry big homie
But against my weaponry you ain't ready b-
Go back home
To your poster of biggie and heavy d/
Ima be here and await your reply-
But thats if mcdonalds don't get you first and you die/

[MidwestMike]

i juss joined this site
not knowin what was instore--
computer nerds n bitch niggas galore
i can tell by the way theyre talkin n more/
muthafuckas talkin bout the hood
but prolly never even held a gun before--
talkin about how they had it poor
but prolly aint never felt starvation before/
i aint gonna lie
when i was young i used to make up shit for fun n games--
but that was before shit got too real n life
n i went from moms good son to a crook runnin lames/
so when i get to talkin bout life
best believe that its how the life feel--
comin from a city where u get beat down for not bein real
or u can catch one at night from the steel/
Detroit and Gary Indiana
those my hometowns and always will be--
love for my cities
even tho they tried to kill me/

[mr.redeyez]

I'ma savage point blank
no if ands or buts
fuck wit us you get cut
on tha spot blood'll drop
i'm so hood i'm so savage
i'm so hood i'm so savage
keep ur eyes open
blunt smokin' while my gun smokin'
i'm chokin' he chokin' (pause)
no jokin' gotta stay focus
to move threw this hocus pocus
leave em' layin wit' tha lotus
yeah i know i'm bogus
i was raised in a cage
came to age broke tha chains
hence ''savage'' i'm untame
zombie apoc-o-lips i get brain
my cobra stand at attention
she can charm with out a chain
boy u lame swag drippin' down tha drain
be yo self not some one else
u wont learn till u burn
i wont, till i hear court adjourned
so wit' that talk i'm not concerned
which confirm, i'm rare
they dont make em like me no mo'
and its war, i declare
lethal injection electric chair
i dont care life aint fair
rattle tha k cuz i'm prepared
real recognize real.

[mr.redeyez]

I'ma savage point blank
no if ands or buts
fuck wit us you get cut
on tha spot blood'll drop
i'm so hood i'm so savage
i'm so hood i'm so savage
keep ur eyes open
blunt smokin' while my gun smokin'
i'm chokin' he chokin' (pause)
no jokin' gotta stay focus
to move threw this hocus pocus
leave em' layin wit' tha lotus
yeah i know i'm bogus
i was raised in a cage
came to age broke tha chains
hence ''savage'' i'm untame
zombie apoc-o-lips i get brain
my cobra stand at attention
she can charm with out a chain
boy u lame swag drippin' down tha drain
be yo self not some one else
u wont learn till u burn
i wont, till i hear court adjourned
so wit' that talk i'm not concerned
which confirm, i'm rare
they dont make em like me no mo'
and its war, i declare
lethal injection electric chair
i dont care life aint fair
rattle tha k cuz i'm prepared
real recognize real.

[J.A.W.]

when i free a key, my styles odd but intrinsic..
if my frozen rhymes got stuck in time, let's go forward like, 99 , terrific!
some music guy's space ship flyin by, would take my artifacts for a listen.
get all amp'd, have a vision, market the competition and call this futuristic.

[Rawcoke]

Proceed to slain
the essence running through my veins
think pain spit flames turn names to ashes burn like acid
words able to wipe out masses
that's a whole lotta caskets
robbing these niggas souls... my passive
let'em see my face never mask it
natural born killer never practice
take a dutch to the face never ask me to pass it
spit it raw and r.a.p.i.d
weak bars I lack it
crack skulls hand me the hatchet
for Halloween a Jason mask with chopped heads in a basket

[Bar nigga]

Here go

[Bar nigga]

I'll Put y'all up on a bit uh knowledge
The rulers that created dollars...

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Poisoned the Pruitt projects ...
biological toxins
Blown off on top of the roofs uh the public housin
100 percentages of the tenants who got it
Developed terminal illnesses,symptoms Is chronic
Cancer ridden ventricles and lungs pneumonic
features diminishin, sinister, The agenda's demonic