freestylers

[Mista Sippi]

i know there are a couple of peeps on these forums that spit. let's get a thread goin wif some flows. anybody wanna try to take my crown? it's so hard bein the king.

[ThePurpleMan]

ill have to smoke a couple bowls first...

[ThePurpleMan]

you wanna here a flow... ill try... im supposed to be spitten a flow and rhymen about hoes but you dont even know how it goezz... OOOOOOO lol that was gay as fuck..

[JuggaloAtTheDoor]

lol 2morrow I will 4 the hell of it.. I write raps all the time, n make beats n rap 2 them.. dont record the shit tho

[Kwali]

alright....off the top
Touched land, oh my mutherfucking god damn,
burned the cross but not with the clan
agaisnt the grain of every religion
like dyke bitches finger fucking their pussy
trying to make up for the absenses of dick
smash face structures like buildings collapsing
inside communitys considerd lackluster
middle finger a pastor, no actor
no script this isnt some waterdown so so def bullshit
characters claim they can aim a pistol
but fire off misscalucated like u.s missles
cause a ripple bigger then a atmoic bomb
burn a communist foundation trigger off a alarm
thats more dangerous then dropping your newborn
nasty flow, like foreign woman eating shit for doe
post it on the internet like men in front of mirrors
naked holding a camera for myspace
you internet pimps are sweeter then the bakers cake
i been at it, and thats before gays marched holding hands
i part your plans be smart and shit on your fans
for being stupid enough to feel you, retarted fucks

har har not to shabby but then again im best in the early hours ill do another while im stoned :pimp:

keep my game thick so my dicks catchy like fish bait
fuck more hoes then teen suicide rate
cant catch me inna holding hands romantic story
consider them inventory and stock them in the morning
aint my shorty, cause she surely servin other germs
no dinner, no dates, they quickly start to learn
smooth when money you dont burn and pussy you still earn
take your time, cause soon it'll spoil and turn
be sure in those moments to wrap so you aint get burned
keep your cash under your shoesouls
for when she treasure hunts your pant holes
so you dont wake up the next morning alone and broke
no joke, even shoesoul your dope hidden from the po-po
keep a eye on her other hoes, cause them other hoes
will be the ones to go low and blow after shes nomow
god damn, im just getting started to plan
off the top im nastier then dudes fucking girls in their ass
pissing inside giving them colon infections
car crashes in intersections leaving brains splashed
coke liters get twisted and poured to remove your mash
snatch your stash mix it down smoke the whole pound
zombie movement plastered mind state while i roam town
screamin out loud, poundin my mound, foamin from the mouth
telling kids dont make a sound!

[Mista Sippi]

aiight lemme see what we can do for yall

off the dome i go harder
like weezy i'm tha carter
haulin shit cross the border
so come place ya order
from jacktown ta florda
from bricks down ta quarters
cut licks like some barbers
cuz we be the largest
supply of the harderst
hard that you target
money i harvest
and then i go guard it
i ball regardless
of haters who harmless
i'll leave em armless
wif blood on they garmets
sting em like hornets
when i bring em the carnage
my flow be the smartest
while yos is just garbage
fuck with me you retarded
you'll be quickly discarded
so just don't get me started
or they'll have to pause it...........

to give a moment of peace
for the dearly departed.

[DannyMan]

aiight lemme see what we can do for yall

off the dome i go harder
like weezy i'm tha carter
haulin shit cross the border
so come place ya order
from jacktown ta florda
from bricks down ta quarters
cut licks like some barbers
cuz we be the largest
supply of the harderst
hard that you target
money i harvest
and then i go guard it
i ball regardless
of haters who harmless
i'll leave em armless
wif blood on they garmets
sting em like hornets
when i bring em the carnage
my flow be the smartest
while yos is just garbage
fuck with me you retarded
you'll be quickly discarded
so just don't get me started
or they'll have to pause it...........

to give a moment of peace
for the dearly departed.

being fond of rhymin, im certainly appreciatin
these rhymin skills you be displayin
always a pleasure to the mind, like a tigglin
followin these lines written in such thought-out margins
it's bumpin man, you do it for fun and playin?
or you serious about that thought-sprayin?
cuz you got talent my friend, you make reading
these verses sound like you can be spittin
non stop and keep it flowin, smooth as margarin
gotta make it spin for the ones scared of opening
their mouth for our listening, yo we aint judging
dont be shy and holdin', back on a fabulous track recording.

[Greenport]

I hate these fucking faggets who bash on weed
they always say weed fuels all greed
its bullshit and your retarded if you think so
then your one motherfuck whos bout to take a blow
to the back of the neck from my fuckin 12 gauge
im engaged and insane these faggots make me enraged
talk shit all they want those motherfucking hypocrits
let me tell you something im getting real tired of this shit
my words are like a bullet goin into yo head
after im done spittin all you bitches will end up dead
im insane Ill put holes in your brain and ill make sure you feel pain
never will this rule of torture end from my reign
your a loser who thinks there real fucking hot
come talk shit Ill rip you up on the spot
Im the king and your a fucking peasent
and watching you dangling from a noose is so pleasent
Im a fucking lunatic, tie a rope to a brick
swing it at your head then rip off your fucking dick
little eric wasnt even as half insane as i am
ida blown up columbine worse then an afgan
but im nice once you get to know me
if you dont wanna then fuck you and blow me
this is dedicated to all them faggots who think that
there hot shit and try to step on us all like mats

[Kwali]

Pop off eye locked on candy song
she already gone, aint cock blockin
perfume strong in the room
lookin straight in my view
tellin me things she likes to do
true maybe freak daily puffin weed
like to set for sea but cant leave
her man wouldnt let it be
strapped to mats trapped in her lack...
of courage repeating same hurdles
while she learns from the same mistakes never
invested with hurt and self murder
complicated when she drops them quarters
to call her mother in georgia
to burden her problems on another person
about how she servin at irvins
curly frys greasy pies
and gets hit on by sleezy guys
sometimes she gets caught in their eyes
lust filled with lies denines the signs
fucks with her mind fucks with mine
listing to this bitch rant and whine
might migh i could make her my...
one night try and stick with the style
and nail it down like a roofing tile
but imma improvise for a while
no gimmicks spit straight strict slick shit
watch her jump with it drinkin liquid dope in big bits

[Kwali]

Another for the hip-hop heads

cold hearted and ripped upon
torso tore lost soul mind gone
newport lungs blood of my own
son unborn seed never birthed
corrupted times for growing spirts
devils surface deamons playground
flame reign chained to wound bound
sentences repeat same textures
foundations built with same structures
communitcations get lost before spoke
relations carry on the same tight rope
snap at a pull tear at a tug rip at a question
repeating the same mistakes with different suggestions
best with hard lessons better off with mental perscriptions
bitin lip sweat drips waiting for the invisible script
ridiculis grip antiapating the finished ending
sending different vibes bending difficult lies
zoned alone chain smoking looking for a view
blood pumping spokin words construe my own taboos
renewed until i pursue spoiled memories overdue
catch clarity when conditions have prosperity
but surroundings barly carrying a rarity
surfaced been scrated multiple times by multiple lifes
shadows everywhere but are concealed like knifes
characters keep pushing that bullshit common saying why try
and i ask them why stay alive? poison thatll have you die
burdens get squashed before they become a problem
skulls been infested by to many scars for more to solve em
bent walkin the same routes telling women to open their mouths
hate a non talking brain lacking bitch acting girly around
and if she is... shut your mouth and walk around my route

[Kwali]

Another for the hip-hop heads, I haven't finished them just started them today

Arouse afternoon Attacking assholes at amies aim a aggresive arsenal at arrogant actors aint a agreement
Big Basement bangin beats boss breaks back breakers brain bankers
Carry corpses capture cunts crush cocky captains
Devilish dancing dykes dick dodgers dumb dudes dont dismiss
Exceptions evolved enter executions
Fuck fansy fashion fabio faggots forming foundations
Gun guluable goofy
Homos hopesly hesitent
I Insult insecure insane isolated intellegence
Jab jaded joggers jacking jawls
Keep killing kegs kindly kidnap kinky knobslobers
Like lonely loose ladys love luxury lush loyal ladys
Manned more massive mountains make management moves
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Also under the pen

Crazy lady arms to tangly
buggin out trying to straight tame me
to many calls from your phone
no answers get me 10 voicemails
cracked windshield, key scrapes
and kicked in front doors
when i dont call back
thats when you fuss and do that act
repeat the same shit
"baby why cant we always be in the same places"
"baby why cant i sleep to the sound of your voices"
"baby why cant i see you are you out cheating"
"baby why cant you just stay on the phone with me"
crazy bitch give me a heart attack
addreline rushes like a rock of crack
and when you aint questioning
you giving me mixed messages
random like acid actions
"baby im sorry for earlier i was in a bad mood"
"baby im not stupid i know you werent with your dudes"
"baby im so in love with you i want be together"
"baby im tired of your act change it for the better"
hard time for passion
when our personalitys keep clashin
never know what you askin
and be damnd if i care anymore
no matter how smooth you play your words
"baby I swear i can change just give me a chance"
"baby I can make it work even if it looks bad at glance"
"baby I will do anything for you, your my world"
"baby I will never leave, your stuck with me as your girl"
Play the past card way to much
talking about all the memories and such
pulling out pictures and calling me out
being all slow to clear out my house
"baby remember when we first were to together"
"baby remember when we had sex in the rainy weather"
"baby remember when we use to never fuss and fight"
"baby remember when we use to think everything would be alright"

[Mista Sippi]

aiight, let's go for round 2....

flippin chickens like trapeeze
please, i'll sieze yo trees wif ease
believe me we gone get to see
if you trill or you just weak
flick you fleas and leave
or stick and stang you like some bees
geez the cheese that you recieved
put my rees into ya teeth
beat ya till ya bleed
heat'll be up on ya knees
brains stain my tees
MAYNE I'LL SHOOT YA IF YA SNEEZE
these fees is free if ya always keep a piece
if ya slippin plea and flee
or get ripped up in tha breeze
mississippi what i want
mississippi what i need
what i eat and what i breathe
when i'm awake or i'm asleep
from the west to the east
mayne through rain snow and sleet
MISSISSIPPI WHERE I BE

[Greenport]

I put the clip in and cock it back
all over a cannabis 3.5 gram sack
Im a lunatic and shoot without warning
and you better watch out for my friends luring
you into my grasp take my gat and beat your ass
take a bat and unleash it upon your head
1..2..3.. hits and mothafucka you dead
you upset me with this nonsense
nonsense violence is the prosporus
emotion we seize control of the oceans
til we own the entire world and keep boastin
im the original but no where can see it
you cant see it but your ears bleed when I spit
your full of shit go die and now im done
but ill make sure u die just like the sun

[Mista Sippi]

i'm just buck fuckin wyld
the thowdest cracka you'll meet
untill the day that i die, i'll
keep my ear to the streets
keep my eyes on tha prize
10 toes tall till six feet
hey mayne you slippin like slides
stand up i'm takin yo seat
my face stay disguised
but this ain't no trick or no treat
24s when i ride
rims big as midgets in cleets
if pimpin applies
i'm the king can't be beat
believe me fakers have tried
all just fall in defeat
i'm livin no lies
prove tha truth that ya seek
mayne fools is losin they lives
thanks to thankin i'm weak
flippin chickens i buy
like 10 tricks flippin a freak
sip spit and get high
split swishas and twistin sweets
move the fuck on aside
my pimpin simply elite
so go on quick run and hide
cuz mayne i'm brangin that heat

[DannyMan]

creeping thru the night air I come out of my lair, off the electric chair
sparks in my hair I track down my share of the pie and I don't share!
you see that glare in my eye it's the core of my flair, flying in high-air
blasting you off with telepathic flares, I know it's unfair I do magic
and I'm aware it's not logic, poetic genius emerging from lysergic
acids hectically modifying the mind state rendering it heretic
chaotic mother fucking catastrophic, mixing datura and amanita
makes for hell-a, va-trip add some cheebah and do the erotica
with the soul already in hell can't be a sinnah, nothing stopping ya
from throwin' shotgun shells without a single emotion felt
suck on every single blood cell without saying farewell now dwell
ponder on the matter you infidel, your shell's been cracked dealt
purchased myself another cold spell, when the shit's being sold
the load implodes and it ends up in your nose, from then on its gold
n' acapulco in a prerolled blunt I unfold, behold the metaphor thats being told
its no joke, its not fun to poke life with the smoke coming from the coke
invading your dome 'til you choke, letting it soak in your skull like a bloke
fun and games 'til someone starts to provoke, I leave 'em crucified on poison oak
pushin dope attracts characters in strange cloaks, always taking chances
always thinking in advance never afraid of death romance, in a trance
I put my enemy before stabbing with the lance and do my war dance
I'll enhance your finance if good vibes flow but most likely no so
let me blow your fiance's head with a blow from the desert eagle's instant KO
she's always been a hoe dont ruin the show you know im a foe layin low
traveling with the crows always on the go for more snow profits
call me a prophet or a get rich quick, split it and get lit thats it
quit braggin' i'm back to the summit it's legit now all I need is a slit.

[dankman]

battle any style any race
you beeting me's like billy crystal playing scarface
cant see it
blind to the eyes
pop up in ur face ooh pow surprise


ooooooooooohhhhhhhh

G unit

haha i love chapels show

[Mista Sippi]

BITCH i soak up syrup like egos
stack my money like legos
got sauce like some prego
you heard what i said hoe?
i kill em with lyrics
they shit when they hear it
straight scary like spirits
they can't help but to fear it
they know i'm the truth
when i step in the booth
don't see the proof
imma knock out ya toof
this is all off the dome
done got in my zone
all you bitches get gone
or get hit wit the chrome
i ain't sayin i'm gangsta
or claimin no click
so internet wangstas
go on hop off my dick
say what you will
and claim what you can
but truth is, i'm trill
and truly the man
i don't sell no drugs
i don't ride big rims
i do hang with thugs
and i do pimp my pen
i ain't killed nobody
i ain't neva snitch
i have shot somebody
and i have hit a bitch
i do smoke on ganja
and i do spit fiya
i don't drive a honda
and that ain't no liya
so who next in line?
come on step right up.
i'll rip out your spine
and then i'll light up.

[Mista Sippi]

unfuckwiddable

[Mista Sippi]

i shit hot fire

[Frozen Sativa]

stop hold up listen up hoes
its about time for Frozen to flow
so here it goes you can pay your dues
by given me joints QPs and brews
so i can chill on the porch maaan
not given a fuck with a blunt in my hand
pull out and crack my tall can
loadin up the peice with gram after gram
this aint no sham this shits for real
so cop this sack with a 20 dolla bill
20 like the rims on my caddy seville
one hand on my blunt and the other on the wheel
see me rollin up ya block
you hear the subs and they make your chair rock
i got 12 10s and 2 15s systems bomb as hell you know what i mean
and i got a gazillion amplifiers
rollin on blades with the run flat tires
everyones scared to step to me
cuz i spit bomb lyrics and smoke bomb ass weed
ask anyone i puff purple all day
look in my sack and the haze looks glazed
when you see me up in the club
please remember its the girls that i love
dont take your eyes of yours cuz im a mack
gonna make your girl dance like roger and zap
dont spit against me cuz im lyricaly strapped
i spit lyrical bullets that getcha lyrically capped
:smokin:

[Mista Sippi]

Tha king mista sippi back in here one mo time with another off the mind
freestyle, check this shit out.



Mista Sippi keep it trill
like a hundid dolla bill
see me grippin on tha steel
while i'm workin wood wheel
pop a damn seal
hope my syrup don't spill
playa can you feel
all the tracks that i kill
try me and you die see
mista sippi keep it real
catch me in the trap
in tha middle of the jack
with a strap up on my lap
and a boppa in the back
mayne you know i'm sippin sap
4s tippin on the lac
trunk pop on savahnna and close in iraq
all about my bidness
i spit it wif tha sickness
leave some snitches in some ditches
and we ain't leave no witness
go and buy the blow
take it back and cook it slow
let all the junkies know
and then you rollin in the dough
keep it on the low
hope the folks don't show
cuz if them crackas catch you slippiin
you gotta fuckin go
holla at a hoe
thow a dolla on tha flo
i'm a balla thats 4 sho
i bet i get her thoat
said when she saw me ridin vogue
gotta hotta than a stove
she said i'm really feelin those
and needa see what i do it fo
i tell her that's fo sho
but i ain't trickin on no hoe
touch my doh oh hoe no
so my flow is blow foe blow
and colder than some snow
yo the nolia oh so thowed
tried to told ya now ya know
mista sippi flow is pro
so any hoe wanna go
i promise you'll go slow

[CYRAX]

ehhh, ill drop somethin..


fuck talkin behind backs, that a haters-choice//
throw mausberg shells deeper then vadors-voice//

dudes on a block where ya slang rock to live//
hoes on a clock where they bang cock to live//

your head leak liquid till your body get-it//
leave your hood in dread like a tsunami-hit-it//

boys keep talkin till the luger-jumpin//
got so many gats fred krugar-duckin'//



hahah, not sure if any of you understand the meta's and multies but it shows potential if you understand it.

[northbaygreen22]

you oughtta get some instrumentals on ur computer to rhyme to. helps to keep it organized ya know.
here's one to big poppa by biggie.

whether it's crispy or it's soft
i'm a bout let it off,
start it off slow, but
Lo behold!
I blast off.
Ima Master,
Campactor,
of the words ya heard
Me slur that u were
quickly running after.
Manufacture fiends that
that u'd of hafta seen,
to believe me cuz
I deliver em dreams.
once was an icon,
once,
once was on top of his game
but bit the dust.
One must
persevere to maintain
these days things just
never stay the same
in this paid game.
if u wanna do it big,
then say it loud
rattle rhymes offa ya chest
in front of crowds.
u gotta amount
to something more
than the miniscule
ridiculed hopes ur rappin for.
don't get that wrong:
keep ya dreams,
just keep in mind couple
of these things.
even when the pot seems hot,
starts to simmer,
the cookin seems done and
ya ready for a dinner,
don't provoke ya hopes
cause in a minute they'll turn
to steam and be out like smoke.
but if ya never choke
hold tight, if ya position's steady then
get ready u just might
reach the limelight.
rhyme tight, n stick ur slurs
n that's my advice now
let me your urs.

[santacruz_organic]

herbal medication
brings meditation
never surpass to bring the fast inhalation
mass motavation when slangin's your occupation
keepin the hate in my mindstate vaccant
but at times i be playing the same tracks
facing the same paths
from the choices in my past taken me way back
to this day i still be payin for the weed sacks so ease back
never had to quit never had to relapse
so while you try to get feedback on the way we act
why we blaze new paths
why we make new tracks
I have to see past
while fake cats wait for atomic blast
spred peace through the chronic sack
the speed of sonic fast
so take two hit then its a puff puff pass......

[santacruz_organic]

herbal medication
brings meditation
never surpass to bring the fast inhalation
mass motivation when slangin's your occupation
keepin the hate in my mindstate vacant
but at times i be playing the same tracks
facing the same paths
from the choices in my past
taken me way back
to this day i still be paying for the weed sacks
so ease back
never had to quit never had to relapse
so while you try to get some feed back on the way we act
why we make new tracks
why we blaze new paths
i see past
theese weak cats soon too meet the atomic blast
so i spread peace through weed sacks
at the speed of sonic fast
i take two hits and then its puff puff pass

[santacruz_organic]

accidently posted twice.....

herbal medication
brings meditation
never surpass to bring the fast inhalation
mass motivation when slangin's your occupation
keepin the hate in my mindstate vacant
but at times i be playing the same tracks
facing the same paths
from the choices in my past
taken me way back
to this day i still be paying for the weed sacks
so ease back
never had to quit never had to relapse
so while you try to get some feed back on the way we act
why we make new tracks
why we blaze new paths
i see past
theese weak cats soon too meet the atomic blast
so i spread peace through weed sacks
at the speed of sonic fast
i take two hits and then its puff puff pass

[santacruz_organic]

since day one they try to battle me
and still i never will conform to their normality
taking 20% of funds out of your salary
so you can pay for government casualties
overseas stopin hearts just to state their greed
this hate breed
and as long we keep eatin it
they will always succeed
so i rise to reality
sensless casulties end the race through genocide
where they hypnotise the youths eyes
with theese lies from theese leaders
and theese government teachers
who treat us as if we were born speachlees
where deliquents result to violence just to change the sequence
living life with out showing a meaning
so they deleting SS#'s on the daily
ratio grater of that then of the babies born
word is bond but tonight i leave these fuckin pages torn
till the dawin of light
so before you relate to hate take a better look at your life

[Mista Sippi]

dem bitches neva dreamt
that they'd be buried alive
or tied inside the back of my ride
i'm ridin down I-55 and I got the red eye
Brains feelin fried body in tha trunk
and you lookin surprised
that he look deprived
of oxygen that kept him alive
i can't lie
i can't stop
i got my glock cocked
i'm headed to ya block
pop three shots at ya top
watch ya body drop
ya body flop on the motha fuckin ground
take ya downtown
where tha cemetary found
put ya underground
6 feet
just cuz you wanna fuck with me
and take some weed
that i took for free
you wanna fuck wit me
you gonna die slowly
it's mista sipp bitch and you can't be
as bad as me
but cut the playin, i'm goin legit
you say you a balla but playa you's a bitch
you out here servin nicks
i'm out here servin tricks
you out here bouncin ounces
i'm out here bouncin bricks
i'm roamin at large
i ain't catchin no charge
i told you once bitch,
i'm dealin the cards
i'm real n i'm hard
i'm feelin ya broad
so i'm up in yo yard
and killin yo guard
drillin yo broad and
i'm still in yo yard
so i'm stealin yo car
i'm peelin it hard
sippin the barre
smokin on tar
bumpin on scar
while i'm flexin it far
mayne mista sippi sick as six asians
with aids bird flu cancer and sars

[bleh]

quick 4 liner from the top of the dome

unstoppable will power growing with the number
no time to slumber on ya toes maintaining order
head on the shoulders with a mask like vador
bossing troopers in a starship full of craters

[Greenport]

I bomb you suckas worse than vietnam
like sadam, my words are worse then bombs
I kill for the love of killin im a villain
aint no batman to keep me from blood spillin
im ruthless you suckas think that you can all take me down
lets knuckleup im ready to thrown down
in a fight everynight bitch dont search for the right
cuz there is none, no good in me, cant you see
ill stab you with a needle contaminated by HIV
and bomb your city
so you hope for the best, but you got holes in your vest
I am the best you cant be me im the sickest mothafuckin mc
beleive me when I say ima kill you
I dont talk shit, look at you now your blue
drown your 4 year old in a pool
im the sickest listen to old school
ima bust a glock at your head and kill you
i dont lie i tell truths and speak truths
I dont care what you say i know im a brute
a serial killer for the cheddah insteda the bettetta is warmer then hell itself
helter skelter wasnt manson it was me
the coldest killer in the us is me
before i leave ill leave you with thought
you better run cause if u get caught
your dead with 2 shots in your cranium
insane in a asylum
so run bitch faster then the roadrunner
or your gunna be done and dead forever

[Kwali]

wasted....spaced...and

Lil Wayne Hustler Music in the backgroud

They already know, They already know
shit, gettin lifted above surface man

blasted came to class like i was a master
cats looked at my blazed ass like a bastard
take five, i stay alive in a city that eats its self alive
to high, ridin by, don't even say hi, cops drive by
always busy why, they bustin heads like city drive bys
i dont know why, but i keep my head held to high
even when shits to seems to raw to cook right
i be a crooked crook for making money when its tight
walk the tight rope with my life on the line
everytime i drop a dime, lyrics to a verse
i burst with the worst to feel cursed
masacar the best so i get another stripe on my chest
never rest, sleeps to close to death, eyes wide
looking at a bigger picture while i ride with a weak ride
thinking that everything just might seem alright
i dont know why, maybe its my passion for when i die
with at least a half a million to treat my daughter right
so she can see the sunlight, see the ocean and the coast line
take pictures that I never could even believe to see in my life
with a smile on her face, married with a family happly tied together
she knows its better even then though i cant be there forever

yeah you guessed i might hit the yellow bus, use to ride the yellow bus,
you guessed it , i am retarded
nope dont got em all, not a problem not at all. to plot on yall you see

im done for the night hah

[Kwali]

Whoa i shouldn't even be going for more, but sure why not im wasted.

Rick Ross - Chevy Riding High

Whoa Whoa Whoa Whoa
In my city on the low you can get that blow
that blow your mind outta control lost yo soul
no where to be found, roaming around your town
looking for a fight, but you cant throw a fist
one punch to your shit...sir good night
I might feel right once i light this blunt thats rolled tight
to tight for me to hit aint that some shit,
i called my bitch, but shes to busy fucking some other dick
i slit my wrist just to find a balance, but i remembered i contain no talnet
so i figured i branch like a ballad, but i lost my madlibs, or maybe my adlibs
either way i contain no metaphors so my vocals are worse then before
but i forgot to close the door so my nouns werent spokin out loud
i drowned in my own sorrow but i thought i gotta return a car i borrowed
so i drove drunk until i saw a fat ass like j lo and drove into a tree trunk
to busy staring now my acholol level is blaring, and cops see my dro glarin
out the coner of my pocket, i knew i should of socked it,
but i thought a chick was in the passenger seat,
could of swore she was about to suck my pee pee
maybe that was the porno flick i saw last week,
either way the cops havent blinked, i think im deeper then a boat that sinks
he begins to speak, sir do you understand you crashed into a tree?
no i musta missed the sign cause this chick was about to become mine
he said sir are you sure youre alright? I think you need to breath in my test tube, and if you dont pass a dui will become wrote up in front of you
oooo ooo you sir are mister big and bad i bet you brag to your dad
about how you grew up to be a cop and a fat ass wann be buff lad
.....
yeah im done, its suppose to be funny or something, forgive me in the morning :thumbsup:

[Mista Sippi]

mista sippi just too hot
i bust two blocks
serve two rocks
then run from two cops
i'm on feet like tube socks
rollin 22s on the coupe with no roof top
who hot?
you not,
you flopped
dude stop
cubed rocks
in my new watch
make you watch
my blue drop
got huge chops
come thru pops
get ya crew shot
cuz truth is mayne
you soft as titties in tube tops

[Lethal G]

OK, I'm stoned and in the mood to do a quick keystyle. Here goes:

They say I'm more mysterious than an LSD experience/
I'll make you feel delirious with a twisted sense of eerieness/
It's best to not approach me, it's known I'm very looney/
I'll have you fearin' me like I just stepped out of a scary movie/
when compared to Samara, my style is much meaner/
I'll take form from the soundwaves out of your stereo speakers/
this world has been in trouble since my mic was set ablaze/
'Cause I'mma murder you all, but I won't give you seven days/
this rap master can't stop, I'm hittin' tracks faster than jocks/
get hit with the speed of light when this rap battlin' drops/
I'll make your back shatter and flop from all the smacks, tackles, and drops/
that they call you "Rice Krispies" from all the "snaps, crackles, and pops"/

[hipEstoner]

YO YO YO, CH CH CHILLIN IN THE SNOW, EVERYTHINGS COLD XCEPT THIS FIRE ON THE BOWL,
I WANNA SPARK UP AND GET, GET SOO HI, BUT I CANT BECASE THE TEST WITH THE PISS DONT LIE,
BUT I WONT LIE, IF THIS SHIT HAPPENS, I WONT DIE, ILL JUST GET HIGH AND BLOW THIS SHIT RGHT DOWN THE DRAIN JUST LIKE THE ASH IN THE BONG CUZ IT CAUSE MUCH PAIN,
PAIN CUZ THE CELLS ARE DESTROYED IN THE BRAIN FROM THE MARIJUANA SMOKE THAT I BREATHE ALL DAY,
I BREATHE ALL DAY AND I BREATHE ALL NIGHT AS I PUFF ON THIS BLUNT THAT SHOULD SHOW ME THE LIGHT,
IT SHOWS ME THE LIGHT AS IT SHOW ME THE DARK, BUT THE TRUTH IS ME AND MARY JANE WILL NEVER BE APART,
NEVER BE APART LIKE THE BULLETS AND THE CLIP THATS INSIDE OF THE GUN THATS ON SIDE OF MY HIP,
WHEN IM AN OLD OLD MAN NEAR THE END OF MY DAYS, THERES ONLY ONE GUARANTEE ILL STILL BE PUFFIN ON THIS HAZE,
im lookin weird at this dude cuz hes talkin to me rude, im beat him up with my rhymes cuz they sound so crude,
i drag him on the floor and then i toss him out the door, i use the money from his wallet so i can pay for my hore,
run a couple blocks bein chased by the cops, intent to sell charge cuz i sold a couple rocks,
i dont give a fuck might as well stick them up but i dont instead i kill them then i quickly cover up,
i love mary jane cuz she take away the pain from the every day thoughts that get piled in my brain,
snort a couple lines take a hit from this bong and i promise youl be fucked by the end of this song.

RoAcH, "up and coming famous rap artist"

[Mista Sippi]

mista back one more time
just to spit some wicked rhymes
this here is off tha mind
in jackson you could find
me chillin grippin pine
i'm out here on tha grind
cuz mayne we gotta shine
leather seats recline
under that there be a nine
that'll leave ya with no spine
i'm so high i might be flyin
thru the sky in it's sublime
everybody hate me, but mayne i'm feelin fine
test me if ya blind
you see i'll leave ya mama cryin
askin why her childrens dyin
CUZ THEY FUCKIN WITH A TRUE PIMP WHO JUST AIN'T GOT THE TIME

[CYRAX]

you burnin the mids when i'm fuckin with da lights mane//
flippin bags for cash, like fuckin with da dice game//

dont think im a nice mane// be feelin on a knife mane//
burn me, ill leave ya wetter then ya wife can//

i dont need a strap cuz i talk shit in dey face//
even if they got a gat, they tuck it in dey waist//

gimmie a year, ill be 16, hottest whip in town//
hand me the blunt, show ya how to rip it down//

eyes a lil chinky, room gettin stinky//
smallest nug i got bout the size of my pinky//

fuck the haters, they just jelous for tha dough homie//
yappin all this shit, but they really dont know me//

no strap needed, cuz no cat heated//
you roll with stiff chicks, no lap treated//


Just a little something I typed randomly...

[Mista Sippi]

this thread died
lemme brang it back
clean red ride
i be swangin n a lac
brain be fried
from rollin up a sack
stay red eyed
and playa that be fact
you can't hide
when i be on attack
keep foe-fives
i hope that u be strapped
ain't no lies
leave ya noggin in ya lap
souf on tha rise
so how you love that?
dem birds fly,
cuz playas gotta stack
flip them pies
some people call it crack
check my ties
i be known up in tha jack
sells and buys
you gotta stay on track
listen to the wise
and always keep a gat
keep your eyes on tha prize
and yo feet planted flat

[JeenYuss]

Another for the hip-hop heads, I haven't finished them just started them today

Arouse afternoon Attacking assholes at amies aim a aggresive arsenal at arrogant actors aint a agreement
Big Basement bangin beats boss breaks back breakers brain bankers
Carry corpses capture cunts crush cocky captains
Devilish dancing dykes dick dodgers dumb dudes dont dismiss
Exceptions evolved enter executions
Fuck fansy fashion fabio faggots forming foundations
Gun guluable goofy
Homos hopesly hesitent
I Insult insecure insane isolated intellegence
Jab jaded joggers jacking jawls
Keep killing kegs kindly kidnap kinky knobslobers
Like lonely loose ladys love luxury lush loyal ladys
Manned more massive mountains make management moves
N
O
P
Q
R
S
T
U
V
W
X
Y
Z

papoose already did one like that wit DJ Kay Slay "Alphabetical slaughter" (p.s. and his actually rhymed)

Alert, assassins at-large allegedly//
Automatic artillery, angrily aimed an agressively//
Accurate AK's angled always//
Adversaries afraid as active ammunitions abbraise//
Accumulated an alias after arrested//
Accompanied armed accessory, as an adolescent//
then bc etc.
Dominatin, devoted deala, devastatin//
Determination demonstratin, devine dedication//
Debatin drug deals, demandin dope distributin//
Definitely dividin double-digit dolla dividends//
Drama declarin demolishin domain dozer//
Directin dumb-dumbs doin dummies dirty disarmin Dojos//
Estimatin earnings enlargin economically//
Equally educatin each exercisin equality//
Eliminatin, expirin enemies, eradicatin//
Erasin evidence, every element evacuatin//
Fake fraud faggots frontin for fame, fleein from flames//
Firin full-fledged four-fours forcin flesh from frames//
Fortune fanatic, follow formats for funds faithfully//
Fuck five felonies, furiously fightin for freedom fatally//
Frigidy, frantic fightin Feds feelin fearful//
Finacially fortunate, flippin figures from fifty-fifty//
Naturally negative, Notorious, Naughty Nature//
Nasty New York nigga, narcotic negotiator//

i only put the letters i really liked tho u guys gotta get the song

[JeenYuss]

OK, I'm stoned and in the mood to do a quick keystyle. Here goes:

They say I'm more mysterious than an LSD experience/
I'll make you feel delirious with a twisted sense of eerieness/
It's best to not approach me, it's known I'm very looney/
I'll have you fearin' me like I just stepped out of a scary movie/
when compared to Samara, my style is much meaner/
I'll take form from the soundwaves out of your stereo speakers/
this world has been in trouble since my mic was set ablaze/
'Cause I'mma murder you all, but I won't give you seven days/
this rap master can't stop, I'm hittin' tracks faster than jocks/
get hit with the speed of light when this rap battlin' drops/
I'll make your back shatter and flop from all the smacks, tackles, and drops/
that they call you "Rice Krispies" from all the "snaps, crackles, and pops"/


this was the only 1 that was worth readin:) i liked it something like the shit i would write nice flow & rhymes scheme etc. lets start a new thread for only shit thats dope

p.s. that last line was fuckin hot if it was a female i'd hit it

[JeenYuss]

since day one they try to battle me
and still i never will conform to their normality
taking 20% of funds out of your salary
so you can pay for government casualties
overseas stopin hearts just to state their greed
this hate breed
and as long we keep eatin it
they will always succeed
so i rise to reality
sensless casulties end the race through genocide
where they hypnotise the youths eyes
with theese lies from theese leaders
and theese government teachers
who treat us as if we were born speachlees
where deliquents result to violence just to change the sequence
living life with out showing a meaning
so they deleting SS#'s on the daily
ratio grater of that then of the babies born
word is bond but tonight i leave these fuckin pages torn
till the dawin of light
so before you relate to hate take a better look at your life

wait nvm theres 2, this one was pretty good too :)

[Natural Revolution]

rhymes like these cant be imitated
splitting minds like manic depression
they bounce like compound fractures
ending before you even initiated

dope lyrical content has left the room
fresh emcees begin to circumvent
hood up to the new cash mixture
bent from this spliff i breathe
fire hotter than the green you spent

bartender close me out
there is nothing left for me here
twisted on the poisons routed
to humanity that felt the burn
is there a girl that i can really love
or are they all so dead inside
they let guys wait their turn

is it all really this fucked up
the consciousness begins to burn
if they could see my mind turning
it would all end up the same

like a silent heart attack
brought at the end of the park
an icepick left spinning
its way past the heart of all beings
my government creeps in the dark

persecuting the most peaceful
only tax funded shots ring out
in a land that once felt its freedom
be shattered by barking dogs
and battering rams not reason

tough as anyone else can be
not showing a hint of weakness
looking around this sad hostile world
no rhymes answer the questions remaining
is there any chance that simply
i will love and be free?

[Natural Revolution]

yo the revolution is back one time
to drop another rhyme for my kind
the fresh stoney peeps at cannabis.com......

truth explodes within our minds
we're not the only ones
but its on us they capitalize
the realness of this evil
is felt within the people
left to die in harsh conditions
making the street look stable
to prisons they lead the line
families left to wonder
beg, plea for new life
to stop the growing hunger

on the inside nothing is heard
hustlas, bangers take the throne
welcoming the new playas
to their concrete warzone
guards look the other way
to fill their noses and watch tv
suspect in a warrantless crime
peace no longer a concern homie
its about survival this time
week two the inmate is ready
shank in shoe with steady conviction
they start beefin then a
slicing occurs, a peaceful man
turned deadly by his own system

on the outside all can see
the inequity handed to
conscious ones that blow trees
whatever is done about it
won't change the way things be
money and power run the day
apathy through commerce
play this nation like a game

stand strong my people
keep fighting for your freedom
never stop your own life
to comply with greed one time
burn the herbs that save you
fill the bowl to the brim
trichomes burst so you inhale
feel it turn on, exhale toxins
it's up to us to call on them
stand up as americans
who are not violent and have
natural rights to burn the fire
so blow clouds in their direction

[BGizzle]

bg steppin to the pothead competition
we all spittin rhymes i got cottonmouth so i listened
now i glistened, malt liquor down my throat
id like to christen, but first im gettin blowed
twist up a J - thats not for me - ima G
blunt, bong or exstacy
step to me and see i take it how i want it
i got all kinds of green man but i dont flaunt it
mariju - want it right now cause im a straight fiend
beat ya down in an alley for a twanky of green
im on every scene, slang rocks, all day, G to a O
seriously, not bullshittin, ex-dealer of blow
smokin straight dro, cause i need it to ease my nerves
im dodgin the cops hard with quarter pieces of birds
plus i got mad herb and i aint tryin to go to jail
you a witness i gouge your eyes out, now you readin braille
ill send ya mail with some anthrax in it
drive by smack your ass with the windows tinted
trust me im full of fuckin disrespect
but dont stop suckin while my dick erect
i rep my set, but im my own supplier
keep bodies in the fridge and pounds of skunk in the drier
so much shit to get rid of i need a mother fuckin flyer
you got the weight, im the buyer
you got the blunt, ill get you higher
dont need a retirement fund, im retired
smash your face with the butt of a gun, then your fired

gotta go time to get beer
get at me...
BG

[Mista Sippi]

this one here's for my love
straight sent from above
a gift in my life it's that sweet sticky bud
i'm in love with tha herb
keep me high as a bird
smoke till i choke mayne the shit is absurd
joo let's go cop a sack
go hop in the lac
we'll run get some chronic and then we'll head back
break out the bong
put on my song
purple kush in my lungs got my head gone
i'm off in my zone
jus leave me alone
one mo big hit and then my mind blown
relax and jus chill
mayne i jus can't sit still
my head spinnin round and i'm feelin ill
this some serious shit
got me feelin so lit
where that bong go joo? i need one mo hit

[Podge_Boro]

i used to do lyrics back in the day
give me a topic and il spit about it

[savagepossum]

this thread represents the down fall of society

[OzzyOz]

I spit it quick
quicker than i can freestyle
cuzz i'm still puffin dro
and gettin buckwylee
Yo shit is weak
You need some bleach
cuzz i'm coming in here from L.A.
the place where i kickit everyday
We puff on blunts, and sippin on cognac
i think thats what has the niggas comin back
cuzz i be slingin like i aint got no choice
motherfuckas we celebrate everyday
and lightup like its the FOURTH!


yo shit is lacking
and you bitching like its the time of yo' menstration
shit that's your frustration
cuzz when i'm on the mic
i keep it lit up
like the club's full of candles
and vandles rockin da kicks
holding handles of greey goose
that stuff will make you loose

[savagepossum]

this is hillarious! most of you don't even know what your talking
alot of you are shit and sound exactly the same as each other just trying to imitate other people, the whole culture which surrounds comercial rap is a load of shit
apart from a few exeptions Most rap is just bullshit if you listen to the lyrics

[OzzyOz]

lol
ofcourse i'm white
but its great because freestyling is fun

your fucking ignorant for saying "everyone thinks there black"

your fucking stupid

who cares, its a type of music

and actually listen to the song "4th chamber" by gza which is "hip hop" and has amazing lyrics. Lots of underground hip hop has great lyrics.

fuck mainstream commercial rap... obviously that shit sucks

everyone here is just messing around making up freestyles, you dont have to be a douche and come in here and be a dick... get the fuck out

[savagepossum]

i guess i'll pack ma shit up den nigga !

[Mista Sippi]

well let me fire up my blunt and continue to roll,
ain't even gone pay attention to tha silly lil troll
everybody be cappin and hating on me,
cuz they see me riding deep in lac on 3s
rag top candy paint and screens gone glow
pop the trunk when i stunt bass hit low
all my trill weed smokas go on fiya up to this
take hit fo mista sipp and make sho you hold that shit
skunk up in my blunt and i'm higher than you
come 2 bump that funk and joo its sick as tha flu
holla at ya people when ya see me in tha jack
go own and chunk ya deuces watch me chunk em back
this all up off tha head for that cann dot com
i ain't neva went to war but bet i can drop bombs
so who's the next one to hustle up and show some skill
watch me flex my damn muscle on this FREESTYLE DRILL

[Podge_Boro]

its a shame how hip hop has turned rap into a business/
its a well known fact money has turned men into bitches/
i remember back in the day hip hop used to be a hobby/
nowadays you cant develop a style without someone tryin to copy/
commercial hip hop fuck it, its all basically the same thing/
now you cant be an underground rapper without everybody hating/
fuck 50, fuck g-unit, fuck all the money hungry assholes/
podge just reps the real shit to start a revolution like castro/
i choose break dancing and graffiti over jewellery and big rides/
they ruin the hip hop culture and y'all just seem to stand by/
all they want in life, is the money and the fame/
everyone seems to buy the tracks, but you know they sound the same/
i buy music from underground peeps just to play my part/
hip hop doesnt make me money, but its always in my heart/

just a little something considerin savagepossom is hatin on commercial rap
if you think all rap is bullshit mate then your just not listenin to the right artists. if ya want i could hook you up wit some proper music, just pm me your msn addy or somethin

[Matt the Funk]

I just woke up and have shit to do, but when I get back I can kick a freestyle ahha.

[Mista Sippi]

i ain't even trippin
once i go on slip this clip in
and this choppa get ta spittin
bitch ya betta get ta gettin
i ain't even fuckin kiddin
mayne the shit jus get ta rippin
taking lives an leavin victims
if i hit em then they flippin
lose they shit n start ta twitchin
tell ya mayne ya shoulda listened
when i tried to mention
that you need to pay attention
told you bitch i'm on a mission
of addition of comission
so i'm whippin in tha kitchen
go on batter up that chicken
mayne my work is finga licken
take a lick and keep on tickin
how we do we keep it switchin
28s on expeditions
got yo bitches britches drippin
i ain't even trickin
but you know that she be lickin
on my stick and i ain't pickin
hit quick and then i'm splittin
call my cuz and then we fiddin
to go get up on this riddim
on the beat you know i'm shittin
bout to rip it to oblivion
i done made me a million
freestyle drill joo i done killed em

[savagepossum]

its a shame how hip hop has turned rap into a business/
its a well known fact money has turned men into bitches/
i remember back in the day hip hop used to be a hobby/
nowadays you cant develop a style without someone tryin to copy/
commercial hip hop fuck it, its all basically the same thing/
now you cant be an underground rapper without everybody hating/
fuck 50, fuck g-unit, fuck all the money hungry assholes/
podge just reps the real shit to start a revolution like castro/
i choose break dancing and graffiti over jewellery and big rides/
they ruin the hip hop culture and y'all just seem to stand by/
all they want in life, is the money and the fame/
everyone seems to buy the tracks, but you know they sound the same/
i buy music from underground peeps just to play my part/
hip hop doesnt make me money, but its always in my heart/




just a little something considerin savagepossom is hatin on commercial rap
if you think all rap is bullshit mate then your just not listenin to the right artists. if ya want i could hook you up wit some proper music, just pm me your msn addy or somethin




hey i'm not saying all rap is shit cause cypress hill are the dogs bollocks. I dont have msn so could you post some names of artists?

[MacWQ33]

Yeah, I agree most people here are following commercial stereotypes. It's a shame really...that's what makes hip-hop have such a bad rep outside of the culture. But, yeah, you are also ignorant and naive if you think most rap is bullshit. Commercial makes up for like 1% of hip-hop. But, as an artist, you gotta have one or two commercial tracks on a record (not necessarily about guns and girls)...they are called singles.

The words 'commercial' and 'mainstream' are such loose terms, that they really don't even make sense anyway. Would you consider Eminem and Jay-Z commerical because 1 or 2 out of 20 songs on the album is a catchy single? If you do..fine..but they are still 2 of the best hip-hop artists of all time no matter what the characterization.

[Podge_Boro]

all artists on QN5 are shit hot (cunninlynguists, pack fm, immortal technique...)
the roots
tech n9ne
talib kweli (one of the best lyricists ever)
mos def
slug
eyedea
brother ali
c-rayz walz
apathy
celph titled
jedi mind tricks
people under the stairs
looptroop

there is alot more, if i still had my old pc id be able to post a couple of hundred undergeround albums, fuckin viruses
i posted some more in another thread somewhere, might be some more there

[Matt the Funk]

Yeah, I agree most people here are following commercial stereotypes. It's a shame really...that's what makes hip-hop have such a bad rep outside of the culture. But, yeah, you are also ignorant and naive if you think most rap is bullshit. Commercial makes up for like 1% of hip-hop. But, as an artist, you gotta have one or two commercial tracks on a record (not necessarily about guns and girls)...they are called singles.

The words 'commercial' and 'mainstream' are such loose terms, that they really don't even make sense anyway. Would you consider Eminem and Jay-Z commerical because 1 or 2 out of 20 songs on the album is a catchy single? If you do..fine..but they are still 2 of the best hip-hop artists of all time no matter what the characterization.

Eminem and Jay Z both sold out big time. Jay has even admited to selling out.

[jahjahjahjah]

I'm the one that brought the tech, yall get ya crew wrecked,
hit the mother fuckin deck, protect ya neck checked,
Spitten strictly sick shit, dope fiends huggin my dick,
Dusted off ya mommas block by clippen a few licks,
Whats the dips on them chips, ( boy) i'm raisen the rent,
you crew can catch me flyin in a 4 door bent, and catch the scent,
lighten treez is a must, ryden dirty lookn for a fool to bust,
burnin bluntz in the cut with the windows rolled up.

[MacWQ33]

That doesn't mean that they aren't two of the greatest hip-hop artists (probably 1 and 2) of all time. I'm talking about the music and only the music.

And selling out is just a bad way of saying 'being a smart businessman'. Can't argue with that. They both went from the absolute shit bottom of the financial barrel to kings of hip-hop..might as well milk it while you have the opportunity. When you have had nothing all you're life, money is pretty good motivation.

[Matt the Funk]

That doesn't mean that they aren't two of the greatest hip-hop artists (probably 1 and 2) of all time. I'm talking about the music and only the music.

And selling out is just a bad way of saying 'being a smart businessman'. Can't argue with that. They both went from the absolute shit bottom of the financial barrel to kings of hip-hop..might as well milk it while you have the opportunity. When you have had nothing all you're life, money is pretty good motivation.

I don't really respect selling out. Jay has skill though, and so does eminem. They are DEFINATLEY not THAT great though. Infinate was good and Jay in general has skill.

[Mista Sippi]

you could catch me on tha curb
wid a blunt of fire herb
mayne i steady slang and server
you could call me snoopy joo
cuz i'm always wid a bird
said i'm full of bull
cuz i'm runnin in a herd
fuck what you heard
mayne we came to brang pain
thangs rain leave lames
brains stained on my haines
spit flames hit dames
trick the tricks and spit game
get change grip grain
flip caine drip stains
change lanes
rearragne the main frame
dang mayne sippi sick as castro
all about my cash flow
smokin on some hash tho
bitch you know i stash dro
still got six from my last grow
askin what i rap foe
maybe cuz i tap hoes
off a track a smash pro
so quit ya fuckin bitchin
and jus give em what they ask fo

[MacWQ33]

Overall...taking every possible category into question, they are two of the best. Flow, delivery, rhyme scheme, lyrics, subject matter, change of style, pitch, & tempo, passion, album sales, growth as an artist, number of records, commercials hits, street hits, ability to spit on any beat, ability to make a great song, inspiring lyrics, respect from peers, influence on hip-hop as a genre...meaning they both changed a whole entire genre of music in a positive way, etc. Can only say that for maybe a handful of other MC's (Nas, Tupac, BIG to name a few). But besides all that shit, Em got 4 albums (counting Infinite) you can listen to song for song, and Jay got like 8 lol.

Not to mention Jay doesn't even write his lyrics on paper, and has worked his way up to CEO of the biggest record company in the world (it's a business man, you gotta realize that, it's not selling out..it's doing what you're suppose to, trying to make it to the top by conversing your music to the world). Em got the whole country in a stir concerning many issues...not many people can do that.

You might be an underground-head, which is fine. But, you gotta keep an open-mind past the underground. And I just wanted to throw this out there...not trying to change your mind or anything, just maybe give you something to think about...helping out a fellow hip-hop head. I hope you enjoyed my thoughts lol...cheers.

[MacWQ33]

Sorry for all that...haha...I just got the flow like H20 goes through a hose. A little diarrhea of the mouth.

[Matt the Funk]

Overall...taking every possible category into question, they are two of the best. Flow, delivery, rhyme scheme, lyrics, subject matter, change of style, pitch, & tempo, passion, album sales, growth as an artist, number of records, commercials hits, street hits, ability to spit on any beat, ability to make a great song, inspiring lyrics, respect from peers, influence on hip-hop as a genre...meaning they both changed a whole entire genre of music in a positive way, etc. Can only say that for maybe a handful of other MC's (Nas, Tupac, BIG to name a few). But besides all that shit, Em got 4 albums (counting Infinite) you can listen to song for song, and Jay got like 8 lol.

Not to mention Jay doesn't even write his lyrics on paper, and has worked his way up to CEO of the biggest record company in the world (it's a business man, you gotta realize that, it's not selling out..it's doing what you're suppose to, trying to make it to the top by conversing your music to the world). Em got the whole country in a stir concerning many issues...not many people can do that.

You might be an underground-head, which is fine. But, you gotta keep an open-mind past the underground. And I just wanted to throw this out there...not trying to change your mind or anything, just maybe give you something to think about...helping out a fellow hip-hop head. I hope you enjoyed my thoughts lol...cheers.

Alright, I can respect that. Can't really think of anyone off the top of my head that did all those things you mentioned, maybe Common, but besides that I dunno.

[MacWQ33]

Thanks man..much appreciated. And yes I totally agree, Common has definitely come a long way and his music has influenced many people and effected hip-hop in such a positive light, probably even more so than many. People who look down on hip-hop seem to look past the Commons and the Talibs, and it's rather unfortunate for those people.

[Matt the Funk]

I can't really rap for shit, but here is my sad attempt at a freestyle.

Here I am, stylin on cann dot com
about to drop a lyrical bomb
My lyrics suck and I have barely any flow
My contents are that of your average joe
I'm bi-polar and take a gang of meds
and I rep for all the hiphop heads
Mary Jane, the most amazing girl I think i'll ever meet
Always giving happiness, what a great feat
They way she treats my mood is amazing
No better feeling then when we blazing
Everything hot like fire
All her chrystals and hair I admire


yeah that kinda sucked and I just came at a blank after that so yeah

[Mista Sippi]

Hip hop ain't dead she jus livin in tha south,
Skatin on 8s done got some ice up in her mouth.
Hate it if ya want and say we ain't taken over
But the truth is southern playas always keep it colder
I be rocked up from my feet up to my head
Said I'm a paper baker cuz I'm alll about my bread
Catch me in the slab rollin up some sticky bud
bumpin funk i pop tha trunk and show love to my hood
Say whats up to tha sippi when ya see me in the streets
Mayne my rims as big as midgets in some three inch cleats
You know I keep it hotter than some lava in a mothafuckin volcano
I think I lost my mind in 89 but I'm still gettin some brain tho
Watch me swang the lane when I come down in my lac
once I get up in my thang joo it ain't no turnin back.
Pack the gat and get ta bustin
Buckin while ya fuckin cussin
Hollin bout some motha fuck em
Fuck him and his fuckin cousin
Joo this liquor got me buzzin
Bout to hit em wid a dozen
Slugs and what he was in
done got fuckin done in
heat hotter than a oven
and joo you know that i ain't love em

[Masta Mynd]

listen ima show u guys how to rap, cuz im like an expert at that shit.

[Little Boy]

You might see me walkin down the street
Sellin sacks that are not skeet
YES I hulstle and I flow
and Sell anything for do
if you listen to my rap
you surely won't nap
my beats are too sweet
under my sheets or on my feet
always fuckin hot hoez
tearing off there clothez
rollin down foty fo
I get out den shut my do
freestyle is my way
yes I blow so much yay
Smoke foty jays a day
fuck bitches without pay
yes her twat is in my face
her tits are in their place
****** is de best race
rockin' 12 inch cocks
wearing million dollar rocks
got a hundred pairs of socks
if you come please just knock
no need to even lock
bustin up gangs all day
bangin thangs all day
from dust until dawn
'till I need to cut my lawn
yes it always goes on
oh look now the shows gone
***** you too late
death will be yo fate
once I get through wit you
cut a ***** hoe back 'till he try and sue
OH I play the game my way

[Little Boy]

my dick is so hard that you might mistake it fo clay HEY
You hear what I say?
it's cool if you gay
or even if you go both ways
You are welcome to stay
for a small amount of pay
couples stoppin by here
smokin' and drinkin beer
Even ones wit ever clear
"till the point of no return
when will a hoe learn
to not fuck wit me
I bust a nut then pee
you see?
don't mess with wit me p
if so you better flee
cuz I be poppin at yo b
drop you in the sea
or we could talk over a cup of tea

[Masta Mynd]

people, dont sleep on mines... mines that fire.

[Masta Mynd]

Put me on a tape-track, Ill spit straight crack/
and pile bricks up, till im makin like eight-stacks/
so how do you take-that? you know that your fake-jack/
fuck leanin and rockin, the pump will make you fall straight-back/
comparin, you to me, is like a dime-to-a-brick/
they say im stinky as fuck because i rhymin-the-shit/
im like, 40 cal, a rap artist, who spit-fire/
So fall back, like steppin up on some trip-wires/
man...and for the cake you know im rippin-the-beats/
i only fuck dime pieces when im hittin-the-sheets/
so theyre askin if i flip out, i flip-off-police/
flippin bricks, even nicks, im hittin chicks-with-the-meat/
i... rap-tight, lyrical black-light/
cuz im different than other mother fuckers and thats-right/
me? im, crazy-as-fuck, guns, eighty-will-buck/
you couldnt beat me in a battle with the lady-of-luck/
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[Little Boy]

MASTA Mynd, his rhymes are hot, but his mind is blind,
flames throwing, plants growin, in the land of kind!

[Masta Mynd]

in the land-of-kind, im the man-with-rhymes/
damn-hes-fine, so all the ladies stand-in-line/
my plans-to-shine, till i cant-go-blind/
am i evil or good? shit ill let the plants-decide/

[Little Boy]

but as the plants decide, the man relies,
on much more than his thoughts,
grow life can lead to many knots,
but of course, it will leave you with mucho pot

[Masta Mynd]

mucho-pot, shit im tryna shoot-those-shots/
through the hoop, hula hoop, till im through-those-spots/
lyrical rhymes, a miracle of irritable kinds/
try to fly high, but need weed to get to the sky/

[Little Boy]

need weed for the sky?
why not just die?
if you tryin and not flyin
and got many hoez reliein
then there really is no point
you could always smoke a joint