Freewrite cypher PT.4

[barnizzle]

yep

cyphering for a title, beat the best on ya team
i aint as stressed as i seem...
and i aint impressed wit ya idols
takin ya last breath is so vital
if the burner right next to ya spleen
killing my rivals thats testin the king
blood u gettin an eyeful
guess i'm blessed from the grave....
all of my dead fam wit RIP next to they names
heard they got a crib next to the gates,
thats pearly...got a good view
a good few couldn't get breaks that early
can't worry the woes the hood use....bullets in flurry's
foes...gettin a gun...early and put it to good use, surely
thug in the flesh, lou summers the vet
sippin out of a bottle watchin people in packs
buyin up lotto hopin numbers'll match
so they can scrap tomorrow and live for today....
guess i'ma product of my age and place where i'm raised

[CrowdAds]

[barnizzle]

......

[mr.redeyez]

BUT KEEP YA HEAD UP
KEEP PUSHIN,KEEP PUSHIN
I KNOW U FED UP,I KNOW U FED UP
BUT KEEP PUSHIN,BUT KEEP PUSHIN
KEEP YA HEAD UP,KEEP YA HEAD UP
KEEP PUSHIN,KEEP PUSHIN
TIMEZ HARD
NI99AZ FRAUD
CANT TRUST YA BROAD
CANT EVEN TRUST YA MAIN DAWG
OH LAWD
PLEASE GIVE ME EYEZ TA SEE
WHO DIS-SPISIN ME
CUZ IM SO CONFUSED
IS HE FREIND OR FOE
THAT I DO NOT KNOW
BUT I CAN TELL IF A NI99A MAN OR HO
NO MATTA HOW HARD YA TRY
U CANT GIVE UP
KEEP PUSHIN,KEEP PUSHIN
I KNOW U FED UP
BUT KEEP YA HEAD UP
KEEP PUSHIN,KEEP PUSHIN
I KNOW U FED UP,I KNOW U FED UP
BUT KEEP PUSHIN,BUT KEEP PUSHIN
KEEP YA HEAD UP,KEEP YA HEAD UP
KEEP PUSHIN,KEEP PUSHIN
THEY TALK BAD
THEY WANNA SEE ME FAIL
THEY WANNA SEE ME BEHIND A CELL
OR FRYIN IN HELL
I CAN TELL
CUZ WHEN THEY PASS ENVY IZ WUT I SMELL
THEY WILL LEAVE U STINKIN LIKE GARBAGE
WHY U THINK WE HEARTLESS
WHY U THINK WE HEARTLESS
NO MATTA HOW HARD YA TRY
U CANT GIVE UP
KEEP PUSHIN,KEEP PUSHIN
I KNOW U FED UP
BUT KEEP YA HEAD UP
KEEP PUSHIN,KEEP PUSHIN
I KNOW U FED UP,I KNOW U FED UP
BUT KEEP PUSHIN,BUT KEEP PUSHIN
KEEP YA HEAD UP,KEEP YA HEAD UP
AN KEEP PUSHIN,AN KEEP PUSHIN
I TRY TA SEE THE GOOD IN LIFE
BUT HOW HAPPY CAN U BE WHEN U LIVIN OFFA EGGZ AN RICE
FUKK THE WORLD
YEAH NI99A I SAID IT
I AINT THE FIRST TA SAY IT
BUT I MEANT IT
WHEN I GO
IF THEY ASK DO I WANNA COME BACK
IMMA SCREAM HELL NO
BECUZ LIFE IZ A BYTCH
IN THE HOOD THAT IZ,U ALL HAPPY CUZ U RICH
U AINT IN BEEF,U AINT TRYNA DODGE THE DITCH
U AINT GOTTA GANGBANG KNOWIN U COULD NEVA SWITCH
U AINT DID SHYT,TA HAVE TA GO IN WACK-A-SNITCH
NO MATTA HOW HARD YA TRY
U CANT GIVE UP
KEEP PUSHIN,KEEP PUSHIN
I KNOW U FED UP
BUT KEEP YA HEAD UP
KEEP PUSHIN,KEEP PUSHIN
I KNOW U FED UP,I KNOW U FED UP
BUT KEEP PUSHIN,BUT KEEP PUSHIN
KEEP YA HEAD UP,KEEP YA HEAD UP
KEEP PUSHIN,KEEP PUSHIN




shitz freed

[barnizzle]

i got
1 too many issues to sort'em....
the weed just distort'em
but my brain still store'em, so i..
rather report'em via recordings..
see new world orders approachin
rhymes is laid, from a mind depraved
wine is mine on page cuzza lines refined by age
askin why i'm crazed from pre post mortem
evil deeds haunt thoughts from seeds i aborted
just the price you pay when dumb chicks get courted
but the wrong get praised in the songs they play
cats, catch grave from strays around they way
dead beats woulda stayed, if Bm's act they age
chidren are checks from child supportin...
society's game, this life's torture...
knowledge deprivin the brain..
skitz'd and sane my mind borders
so i suffer from slight bordum..
doing well, its deep..i never fell
if hell is, paralell to the streets
the beast, hustlin ice water it never fails
for a box of L's and nice jordans
u'll do anything for'em to keep pourin..
despite of..
truth decieved by sinful desires...
folks blinded, by whore liars sittin on high horses
heels got asses sittin up higher..
puttin they past past'em
tricks get gassed passed and tried'em...
givin into shameful lusts diseases'll change ya luck
going raw up in..dangerous sluts aids'll change u up
servin raw wit a dangerous cut, to fiends dyin from dust
fools still be hungry for mo sin
silencer on gauge its no country for old men
aND you know i'm aren't who flow dis sharp
type souful art life scripted know ya part, keep O's to spark never over-go yo start..

[JoAnYe]

Aiyo Hopes Floatin, Motionless,
Smokes Approachin, The Heat Of Agression,
Emotions So Potent, Corrodin Wits,
Quotes Spoken, Hard To Deceive An Obsession,
It Will Lead To Deception, Souls Spoken,
Controls Roastin, In Need Of Possesion,
Dope Tokin, Thoughts Are Twisted, Often Wicked,
Open To Relieve The Depression,
Wired Smirk, Upon The Fired Clerk,
His Eye's Stone Cold, Looking At Vacant Creature,
Cocky Swagger Got Me Madder
He's Testin Every Last One Of My Patient Features,
Standin Statuesque, Smokin A Marb,
Mixtures Of Whispers Getin Exchanged For Screams,
Hes Insane It Seems, Voices Getting Louder ,
Every Other Words Is Just Arcane Obscene,
HeartsFilled With Enmity, Eyes Drilled At Enemys,
He Blinks And Reaches Into His Pocket,
Hearts Beating Like A Rocket,Bloods Flowin Like Crazy,
I Yell Listen Mother Fucker Drop It,
He Scoffs It Only A Lighter,
I Take A Step The Bottle Hes Holdin Molded To Broken Glass,
Now Hes Approachin Fast,I Fall Back
Then Fuck It Move In And I Tried To Choke His Ass,
He Swung Got My Lung I Pulled Out My Gun,
Had The Barrell Aimed Right Between His Eyes,
I've Never Seen This Guy,
But I Thought It Was Either Me Or Him, Fuck He Needs To Die,
Hollow Tip Fired,Nothing As Serene At I,
Watched His Body Fall Pavement Its Routine To Cry,
Guilt Brought My Body To Wilt,Filt With Disgust,
Put The Gun In My Mouth & Kissed The Scene Good Bye............

[TheConMan]

I get on the mic all cocky screaming fuck the nations//
I'm here to battle the entire population //
No civilization has remained the same since//
I first stepped on stage and caused radiation//

The earth started vibrating and shaking//
The walls went on fire, the mic started blazing//
High above me six stars switched formation//
The new birth of a Satan was waking//

Awaiting to create mass frustration//
Fear you couldn’t imaging with human imagination//
I’ll make the universe think about evacuation//
And move everybody to an unknown location//

To a place between space and a basement//
Not letting anyone out without authorisation//
No chance of communication you faced with//
Leaving corrupt corporations in desperation//

With lyrical razor blades so dirty it’s creating aids patients//
Don’t you fell your expiration dates is waiting?//
My brain cells accelerating//
Every second I live I’m growing deeper like an Illuminati infiltration//

Amazing with rhymes, I’m shocking your foundation//
Ruin your whole life with a ton of information//
I kill you on tracks, no need for an explanation//
You couldn’t find me with a C.S.I. Investigation//

Ride into the sunset with no destination//
I smoke medication and get high like levitation//
My style is perfectly illustrated without animations//
You just boring like artificial insemination//

Same game, same puzzle in a new combination//
Bomb ya nation, stomp ya face in//
Overthrow the whole worlds expectations//
This ain’t the basics I’m giving the game a face lift//

Run for your life, get ready for invasion//
Imma make your country into a cannabis plantation//
The island surrounded by fog in the making//
A world where the blunts constantly in rotation//

No complications, no Bush administration//
No laws to debate or political orientation//
It’s time for replacements and real education//
Real conversations, no exaggeration//

I’m raising amazing phrases, keep praising//
You crazed in a rage locked in a cage with Satan//
I’m deadly inside, test me and die hating//
You can’t see me like an espionage agent//

[PhreshAir]

i live a life of constant struggles, can you feel my pain?
im votin for obama, cuz i dont feel mccain//
hope for the poverty and prodigys will see that
police have policies that they aint even following//
whats the problem? government politics
got little kids tryin to shoot n rob//
without schools n jobs, we cant earn a degree
so its ball on the block or its first degree//
from the burbs to the pj's its p-a for these days
listen to them birds chirpin, light breeze n sun rays//
"every night i blow right past, you dont seem to notice"
if thats my angel talkin put some wings upon my shoulders//
i blink and it gets colder...

[Jimmy Slim]

I think I'll call this one... PREACHER MAN

Preacher man said I'm hell-bound cause heaven won't except me
I told him its alright tho cause heaven don't impress me
Press me, test me, how far will I go
No survivors no witnesses nobody knows
Preacher man is there life after death, where do we go
How do you know, once you find out you can't tell a soul
So I'm steady on my grind, more eatin less talkin
Livin every day like a dead man walkin
You know what they say, more money more problems
But more money you got, that's more ways to solve em
Preacher man ain't neva helped make my way thru the struggle
Not like knives, guns and books, and gettin rough, tough and tumble

[ADAMAC]

even hotter then water heated, teapots screaming, hard to breathe in,
hot and steaming saunas seeming not as hot as what ya seeing,
flow illa, feel a blow, dealin blow, killa show steala,
rap murda fo real I know, will i go till i,
hit the top? tickin clock, pick em off wit more red dots then chicken pox,
this is hot, listen bitches this is what your shit is not,
i lock load and watch, blow up spots like the tops on a soda pop,
never tell the pro ta stop showin off, especially if he flowin hot,
i know a lot of cats who get stoned a lot and ill shit on ya spot,
the fifth chrome its on when im on ya block, cause im prone ta rock,
ya bitch know that aint no bitch known that own the cock,
but i know a bitch gonna talk, and i know this bitch on the rock,
so i leave a bitch alone ta rot, im roaming off to another part of the party,
taking a shot of bacardi then doubling back,
struggle and lack the skills to make good pay so hey ill smuggle some crack!

[Ty Weezy]

Nigga i'll hurt you lik SALT-N-A-CUT
gauge shells spray and blow out CHA-GUT
tyra b. gloc mak ya BLOOD-RUSH
if you mess (fuck) wit me i'll be tha FIRST-TA-FUCK (3-sum)
even my gun will be tha FIRST-TA-BUST
and you'll be sleep befor you even GET-TA-NUT
if you win this it'll B-PURE-LUCK
when it com ta beef niggaz no IM-DOWN-TA-RIDE
put tha heat to ya tatoe and mak sum FRENCH-FRIES
i stay wit tha steel call me HINES-WARD
bullets so strong they'll tear out cha SPINAL-CORD
this battle is such and eazy win IM-GETTIN-BORED
it'z lik your GOIN-TO-WAR pickin either a GUN-R-A-SWORD
so nigga you need ta think befor ya act LIK-A-PLAYWRITE
gun to tha left side of ya head GET-CHA-MIND-RIGHT haha

[Cadet_Karma]

up, up, and im gone, been trapped up in the hood too long
was neva the type to wait for handouts or a nigga to put me on
either they got their hand out or tryna climb in my thong
"paper up front" is my mott and some say that im wrong
fuck 'em, I live my life similiar to a Wu-Tang song
C.R.E.A.M., triumph and protect ya neck
translation; get ya guap, fuck them haters, and dustmites get swept
I was chillin', gettin' high, makin dough, plus sex'd
then overnight my world came tumbling down as I slept
Ima insominac now, takin' premeditated steps
ears and eyes wide open, now I respond to the smallest of threats
always room for improvement, why you think they call me Cadet
no second chances, one mistake and its a wrap
man you made a mistake if you callin' this rap
its a conversation from the booth, laced with a track
cuz I only spit the truth, we can just leave it at that

[Da New Kid]

I hope ya niggas know I don't give a fuck...
I scroll down the screen not wantin' to read
You look suicidal on stage not wantin' to breath
When you get overshadowed they'll warn you its me...
Da New Kid? who the fuck is this....
I got blow in the wallet, gun in the ankle
I'll have ya bitch ass mom holdin' a candle
Im too hot, too cold to handle... This is off the dome
Like the blood runnin down ya head from the hit of the first bullet blown off the chrome.......

BITCH

[Lyrical Martyr]

smothered ecstatically enthusiastic about it,
nothin' wrong bein' attractive, lick ya lips n pout it.
I'd mouth it, in, out it, go about, surround it.
on knees, don't allow it, though I still plow it.
it's fresh, clean the corn dog,
it's best, redeem yaself, smoke more fog,
blow job, explode hot, throw slobs,
of saliva, lubricate, ya moans sound more fob*
Don't stop, get nothin' but look up,
do stuff, too rough, guess I paid too much...




*(heavy asian/pacific islander accent)

[mranthrax]

My title is vital to the continuation of the movement/
and if first impressions matter most then define mine as ruthless/
held in captivation by the drugs and money of the street lifestyle/
if poetry gets me high guess that explains why I write wild/
my eyes red Im dead inside no emotion/
sympathy has never lived here theres too much commotion/
evil forces that carry torches leave the message distorted/
mission never aborted sources couldn't afford it/
I deal with life as it's given otherwize Im uselss/
I told yall from the start this lyricist is a movement/
12 bars 5 stars status is the pinnacle/
practical analytical under stress tested by rituals/

[mr.redeyez]

I Had A Hustle Wen I Wuz 15 Yea It Had A Slight Drag-
I Wuz Tryna Dodge The Pin, An The White Bag-
Neva Liked Boastin,but Sumtimes I Might Brag-
Junkies Sellin Rusty Gats,bytches Wit Dey Musty Cats-
The Hood Goin Crazy,cant Trust A Soul-
Just Read The G-code,nigguh Trust Iz Old-
Betta Bust The Chrome,or Lay Low Till It Pass-
But The Only Question To Ask Yourself Iz Will It Pass-
Shit To Wicked Now-n-dayz Yo Own Fam Iz Turnin State-
Kidz More Into Videos Then Shcool So They Learnin Late-
Cant Be A Rappa Becuz Now They Burnin Tapes-
Lookz Like U Gotta Sell Drugz To Earna Plate-
Or Creepin Silent With The Burna Taped-
It Dont Take Long To Learna Snake-
I Can Feel Envy Wen They Cross Me-
I No The River Iz Where They Wanna Toss Me-
But They Wont Touch Me Trust Me-
Police Wanna Cuff Me Bad Bytches Wanna Fukk Me-
I Guess Im Kinda Lucky Ho Nigguhs Be Tryna Duck Me-
Thankin Like Pleze I Hope Red.eyez Dont Buck Me-