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can anyone freestyle, or i guess keystyle on here?
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can anyone freestyle, or i guess keystyle on here? |
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i guess ill try lol
yo i rip through these threads like a girl with open legs after taken down four kegs stumbling like shes equiped witha peg then she goes down o how profound ha i used a freaken nown ima freestyle king of this town not realy just a brilliant clown you get the flow but not the sound a milli beat loop it and throw it down i dont care whos around im hot as a flare burning now like oboma with a jerry curl, wow im just playen, that would be faul twist this up so i can change up my style make it worth your freaken while someone else come in now so i can turn the dial before i get flows that are sick like viral infections, no detections, manny imperfections like elections, any questions? haha come on someone come and play need some comp |
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You think it's funny i aint Vanilla ice
so when i grab the mic you betta think twice i tried i can't do it without swearing, |
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yea lol
Im on this site trying to mingle talken to every chick that claims to be single over 18 your completley legal fake people pimpin in a buick regal im cute like a beagal you ugly like a segal and smelling like some feckal matter im the mad hatter,your a mad hater im the creater, your the faker i let her, you make her if your a debater ill see ya later across the equater, or the ocean im toasten, probly bosten, usually coasten like bad omen, bikestyles keep it flowen 1 wheel floaten, bike still going 12 o clock rollen, the clutch im holden rev limiter exploding, exhaust blowen o man |
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yo dogggggggg that's pretty tight for, just freestyle mad props to you, with no swearing at that,
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yea lol thanks
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you dont have anything..lol
that was weak as hell,dont ask for comp, I was the best battler on the net for 4 years homes.TELEPATHY...remember the name. you dont want none |
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frossbtye mi name
well imma get rite into it no time for intros im crazy ballistic/ insane wen im spittin/ trippin while i got ya girl grippin/ not slippin, many girls claim im pimpin/ but i aint/ im just tryna make bank/ get dat bread cuz i already got cake/ so thanks/ for lettin me run thru ya banks/ im fross cold wen it aint cold/ i got flows/ that make ya feel froze/ givin wack rapper a blue nose/ now this is the end n i close/ well there thats mi profession it aint on of mi best jus sumthin i threw out there |
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haha telapathy
ill go through u like toilet paper and a$$ B fake keystyle wannabe G snatch your retina youl be beggin to see battle king kill u so e z flows like little weezy to trapstar like young jeezy my flows dont stop to breezy you cant see me on tv im underground sleeping, barley peeping, your mythical boy leave the game like mystical,toy mc better train on an elliptical boy watch your metaphores and punches trickle im colder then polar ice cap sickles with a mind full of ridles your lucks shot, better go find the rainbow skittles come on make this fun B |
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I am not gonna be too harsh because I thought in the beginning you might have a chance of keeping pride but then you start spitting off some dum garbage fill in the middle and end..Battles are about punches mainly..flow,wordplay sims and mets,tricky ways to add and incorporate words in lyrics,you just did a crappy rhyme,first part was half decent like I said then you fell way off
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and yet no comeback ??? hmmm o well it was worth a try guess you dont wanna
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hmm so we got 3 who try, 1 who talks and thats it? no one else wants to give it a shot?
yo step up to the plate give it a try at worst whos gonna cry maby mythical and his criticizing eye ask him to typ and he'll gladly deny dude soft as pie, but buzz like a fly so hot when i typ comps ready to fry ghetto stealing neighbors wifi hook, punch, line and sinker ready to die my underground battles beggin to buy but your beggin to quit dude probly on some pagonist sh1t realizes he cant contain my spiritual witt folk tails in the mind candle lit with punches as sharp as a mine pick i hit quick, a slick prick, leave um with a thick lip, take his chick use more moves then a wii fit god im sick flat line, call the doctor nurse got the paddles but i shocked her the first jolt rocked her, later on i knocked her i tried to stop her, but thats not the topper turned into a flopper, she poped locked then i dropped her left for the locker, snatched a walker criticize that my stalker! go ahead, non writtin off the head, come on peoples its fun. |
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hmm
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When I say Mali, you say Buu!
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just call me the lyrical master
when you rhyme all i can hear is "disaster" "disaster" "disaster" i spit faster but i can slow it down like its chopped and screwed your pride i chopped your girl i screwed i spewed ...sick words out of my mouth like i have the flu give me a brew and a blunt i'll do this all day u sit and think all day this took me 1 minute to think and say ok? i spray fully automatic i lay death beds no delay i dont ask if i can or if i may like june i just heat it up up up up higher i will take you like im drivin a race car the way i shake and bake you twisty turvy curvy wurvy... i blast past and leave your vision blurry hurry hurry im headin to the top bottles pop hatin? stop models i pop sick cars and bikes i cop have all of yall tryin to get me like a cop |
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Edited by
stunt_614
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Sat 12/27/08 01:00 AM
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haha finnaly some fun
i guess iv been officialy choped and skrewed reverse the jokes on you dude lyrics to rude, lude, x rated like lube my flows put ya in the mood to battle like pit bulls over food step back or get boo'd ur the disaster flow wannabe master i leave ya stuck like paper mache with plaster i make it rain, weather forcaster flows get faster, call the paster speak a sermons, rejoice and keep learnen minds keep turning got the fire proof booth burning set it a blaze, its u i faze, the spoof is haze your toungue twisted in my lyrical maze ubserd word playez ur girl feal that bass, i dont see her face, maby later shel give u my taste c how u like kisses thats been laced sit back and embrace change the pace, flows hotter then FOX mace this aint no race, no shake and bake u need to make a second take and realize your more fake then ricky lake ok Will farell, my spits not sterall melts your aparel, your a kumar without the harold im tossin u like monkeys in a barel fully automatic, i cause havic, start static to beats like stillmatic, im kevlar, u plastic and ima leave u hangen like elastic im burning u like trash lit thats it come back snitch |
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your skills are so tiny a midget point and laugh at you,
you ball til ya fall shiiiit u fall the ball fall back on you, your flows aint about ****,your girl could use a **** or two, give me her number and my member i will show her fool |
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yo a wheely on a bike that impresses one or two,
now me and your mom? id have your whole family clapping dude, when it comes to the women, you got less game than erkel fool, family matters but answer what would jesus do, hed let u know that u werent a baller, or even a ounce of u just wasnt cool, i merk u with rhymes come around the block and answer to, if u came around and tryed to punk that means i simply just missed you, come around again i sware to god ill hit you, then ill call ur lawyer let him sift through, papers who to give ur crib to, even give your girl a pimp to, then write a song on how me miss you. |
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undeniably lyrically,
been freestylin since style was free, yea i aint got a milly, or a car up on dubs, but i do got some duct tape, inside cracked leather, outside rust, time to step it up a notch, i been takin it easy, take ur seat class in session do u really think u got skills like weezy? indecision got u wishin that u were in my position, simply statin that u hatin and pigeons get more bread than your wishin, u say u ****ed my girl? u might have i dont know, since she been on the street, u call her my girl, i call her a ho, flow sicker n quicker than ussain bolt in olympics, u simply hatin cuz way back when u got ur shoes took by misfits, i just speakin some trash, just bored with this ****, infiltratin your mind like the government, im sick with it screw it ill flip this shiit, like scoops im dippin bish, keep it comin back like your girl on my stick B, dont deny it, im sicker than tom hanks in philly. i just spitting off shiiit i just want someone to come back then ill respond for real lol. just havin fun |
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