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thanks brotha. did it in one take cuz my girl and roommates were sleepin. wasn't sure if anyone would like the way it sounded.
 
molly rolled up and depleted my serotonin
no afterglow, my imbalance maintainin my moanin
few months later, my levels get back to growin
so i climb up like its a king that im overthrowin
theres no knowin, so keep the experience close
gram of oxycodone to the nose is the usual dose
addiction goin unseen similar to that of a ghost
erowid told me one thing, well i guess im not most
teachers told me its gross, touch that shit and im toast
mrs.lucy took me on a journey from coast to coast
but not on a plane, in fact it drove me insane
so i take away the hydrochloric bond from cocaine
and reduce the pain using the incandescent crack grains
 
i said these are the things that make me joyous
musical things and forgiving employers
i bring to your ears a particular type of flavor
pruned through the years a spectacular behavior
observed in certain animals in the presence of drum beats
dumb meets vocal that's the way some be
not me- i keep the crisp shit comin from my lips
no way that this kid'll get caught up in the mix
tricks break my barrier and be fuckin up my mental
focus lasts a few days like a movie rental
other level flow colder than the snowfall
cover up the valuables cuz the winter wont stall
at all... it wont even take a break
watch out for the snakes and understand the stakes
utilize your ability to create the first rate
 
Yo, step back, I'm wreckin foes
I got your bitches jaw hurtin from tastin my testicles
Straight up, I'm destroyin shit
This fag above me's busy tastin boys' dick
And the next nigga that drops a rhyme will get showed the meaning of pain
Get your chicklets scattered for stepping up and openly being gay
Bustin kids with rugged shit, you fuckin bitch
Get sliced in half like fuckin butter sticks
 
This homo Dubulous doesn't want it with me
I'm choppin MC's in half and leavin their carcass lost in the sea
I may possibly be the most monstrous beast
To be spawned and leave niggas mauled in three, ROT IN PEACE
 
Listen..
Remember how I said to create the first rate?
reminds me of Simba cuz you deliberately disobeyed
lookin at you I see a failure in the makin
about as hiphop as a rappin' clay aiken
yeah we get it you wanna make me 'n D bleed
not lyrically dawg- we can clearly see
comin from a dude soundin like ICP
you got that worn out shit drippin from yo teeth
aint that a shame cuz them bitches are wack
at least they get paid for shit, thats something you lack
on every track I bring phonetic flamethrowers
I'm the Minneapolis mack and this verse is over
 
relax, let me tell yall a very gory scary story
bout the time this fairy Korey tried to come up in my territory
left him with a broken heart and a hollow spleen
for being cockier than rocky going as apollo creed for halloween
you ain't got a spine, but you'd make fine crook
you stole your little lines from my seventh grade rhyme book!
get your microphone took for actin so tough
eat your wheaties champ, you lackin the stuff
that I embody every mother fuckin day
make you my good bitch, keep you cookin my filet
you bout as serious as nats splattered on my windshield
I smack homers homie, you ain't left the fuckin infield
 
I'll sport a murderous smile while burstin this guy
Those one-syllable raps sounded more like nursery rhymes
You wanna talk about hip hop politics, but it's obvious
I'm droppin fists so hard I should be called the karate kid
Talkin about Psychopathic records, but you're the wackest contender
ICP? I'm more than a tad bit clever than Violent J and Shaggy together
Those degenerate clowns, I'm wreckin'em down
Wanna test the crown you get shredded profound
I spit shit, so vicious and wickid and leave you riddled with stitches
Cause your rap verse are shorted than your uncut dick is
Callin me a fuckin clown, but what's hilarious
is that I'll leave this fairy bitch with his face painted blood red on some scary movie shit
Stop it you cause you couldn't drop shit
If you performed a cleveland steamer on your mom's tits
 
I'm so ahead of my time when I bury kids
That I thought of that fairy shit before you while tearin it
I wanted you to drop that so I could come after and embarass him
This arrogant fag dubulous probably got a pair of tits
I'm droppin punchlines like getting hooked by a pair of fists
Spare me your shit, cause the rap game's polluted enough with that weak-ass American shit
 
left him with a broken heart and a hollow spleen
for being cockier than rocky going as apollo creed for halloween


Okay, okay...
I'm surprised with this prick because that line is the shit
At least for a guy in a wig who jerks off to Spiderman flicks
I'm rhymin it big, I'm a tyrant who's sick
Enough to reach inside of your bitch and pry out your KID!
 
haha

american shit? kid we INVENTED the styles you FAKE
get this child a steak, he's softer than piles of cake
with whip cream and sorbet, strawberries and cherries
you couldn't flow with dubs or the curse that he carries
I breathe solid mass and drink whiskey that's frozen
I'm floatin in an ocean you wouldn't dare to dip your toes in
rock a cracked halo with crusted coke in my throat
while the devil's pitchfork is pokin' holes in my boat
but stay afloat. I'm that ill, get it stuck in your skull
I'll knife fuck your jaw and make the blood run UP the wall
 
check mate...before it even began
when your heart and your brain can't agree on a plan
I'm strictly aim, never luck in my rhymes
didn't come here to tip toe, came to fuck with your mind!
they couldn't see me with a 3D TV and ten eyes
stay live, from the iLLadelph to south central Penn-Fly

I'm out. good shit
 
Behave bitch or get slayed quick with the strength of eight fists
I don't got any rebuttals... cause he didn't say shit!
Talkin bout American innovation but the shit you spit is basic
This Redman-biter can catch a facelift when I blast like a spaceship
You're from da bricks and that's ironic
Because my raps are more solid than cinder blocks when I drop, honest
"We" invented? I'm fake? Oh my
This broke guy just proved he can't find his own style
Following in the footsteps of contemporary artists
But this very tarnished spitter stinks worse than hairy armpits
I'm like a very scary arson the way I burn this sacrifice
Funny my dick's double the size of yours and you still can't cum half as nice
But this broke MC you can't come close to me like an OBE
I'm dope with frees so I hope this dweeb catches a load in the teeth next time he blows for speed
 
check mate...before it even began
when your heart and your brain can't agree on a plan
I'm strictly aim, never luck in my rhymes
didn't come here to tip toe, came to fuck with your mind!
they couldn't see me with a 3D TV and ten eyes
stay live, from the iLLadelph to south central Penn-Fly

I'm out. good shit


You're out?

Thank god, I've had enough of your petty rhyme shit
Only dope rap coming out of Illadelph is Jedi Mind Tricks
Tonight I haven't had a single toke and it's really
Funny I'm sober but I just SMOKED a Philly...
 
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