Freestyle Cypher

[Doom$Day]

hate perpetrating rappers that pretend to be block
straight outta the gutters we was knockin off rock
grew up soldiers in fatigues wit a 17c Glock
dodge bullets like Neo but that nigga still got shot
only one weapon but we both got popped
hate in my heart for them crooked ass cops
try to give a nigga 15 but my team on lock
and i ain't neva shed a tear
i'm wise beyond my years
you muthafuckas zippin past i shoot it out in 1st gear
it ain't white power when i say No Fear
off-white powder by the ton the Cessna right here
move it by the crate
its all Peruvian flake
then we on to Loosin' Women like we T.D.Jakes
loose women on the way like they smell the cake
you a foolish woman if you tell me you late
i'm waiting on the proof
in an Infiniti G37 coupe
a Lexus LX that's bulletproof
or a Maserati Quattroporte wit white-wall shoes
you don't wanna walk in my shoes
or see how we livin
foreign bitches on strips its international traffickin
main bitches on trips we mile-high-club fuckin
nastier i spit it the more good girls love it
the nastier she suck it the sooner we cuffin
but i never fuckin love em
only concentratin on paper
i'm ahead of my time i'm half past major.

[Doom$Day]

Doom spit that shit you gotta respect it
away from home it's all green we Boston Celtics
last week of verses gone well i guess i'll set it
i usually give you 12 bars this ones extended
for you small dick muthafuckas so quick to Extenze it
i'm in the Mercedes Benz wit
that Surefire stretch clip
a DPMS AR wit an Ambi Ergo grip
i'm talkin greasy but theres no Vaseline on my lips
you niggas wanna be me but you can't spit bout this
if you microwavin more than a quad use a Pyrex dish
10 seconds at a time or you'll pop that fish
if it fizzles on my spoon i blaze you like a spliff
cook it in Ammonia during draughts cuz the waters shit
this is Texas bitch
where our pointer fingers itch
and we scratch on Techt Tippmann hairpin trigger kits
i hope you repent for your sins
remember to say Amen
i got you right in my lense
you can handle the 12 but my gauge is 10
when it empty it clicks like a ballpoint pen
muthafuckas this is real life
i'll front you the white
if the paper don't turn up we holdin ya wife
a nigga aint that nice
she might lose her life
she's hitting this pipe
so she might lose it twice
but niggas aint dummies
make that bitch make money
got her on a track blowin dick for 20s
who knew that old dog could learn to up my fetti
who knew rhymes from the gutta could be so lovely
my eyelids hangin low but i still see clearly
bitches say i'm pretty but these niggas still fear me
i hope you niggas hear me
this is just reality
reachin under the seat where the hammer be
riding wit that SA-459 from Weatherby
shootin from long range like we think we Kobe
rounds turn you into an acrobat like Adobe
hit wit that 5 point 1 but this aint Dolby
the Force wit me, Obi-Wan Kenobi
spittin crack all over the cypher the next emcee OD

[shootah]

i'm back in the cypher, letting off steam,
rising out chimneys, since day one i've been obsessed with this dream,
so now i'm planning to take top place like the cream,
and sit sipping my drink as part of a sphinx's team,
top dollar in the UK, egypt and global grime scene,
bars aren't ever dirty, i promised myself to keep 'em clean,
and now im focusing my mind on the time,
sentences flowing like an alcoholic drinks wine -
i just can't stop, and when i do, i'll drop, i'm one of a kind,
schizophrenic because i hear voices performing rap just through mime,
so as i sit, i ponder my wit, and think that if these other rappers are shit,
i'll take the two girls, nibble their tits.. and leave you all there with the cup full of it.

[LightsO.U.T.]

I am Hells disciple,burning rifle,Crazed magician,murdering toolbox am the bone technician,you aint ready for my derange Dehydrogenase,pure it on ya and rearrange your face,melt your database,am the demon burning at every fireplace,maddening fire,i leave mc's like burned tires, brain steamer,demolish your femur,practicing the ancients technique,i am a modern day pharaoh so to speak.

[shootah]

i got everybody round here, thinking i'm running this track,
but i'm running in circles, falling at hurdles, and there's hundreds at that,
most rappers big themselves up, but i've gave up,
i'm a needle in a haystack,
but i'll rise like a pheonix, making real clean hits
like chris brown after a few shags,
just need to polish and wax a few bars, and then go straight in, hard,
fuck the competition, just listen to me 'cause i travel in miles not yards,
i see my reflection in shards... sit back, time to self-assess,
twenty seconds on and i've moved from the room, knowing i'm at my peak, at my best,
and yes, one day i will make it,
thunder's been following me, along with the earth as its shaking,
don't even need a beat, cause with me, i'll go straight in,
and the lyrics i'm creating are raising me up to amazing,
as i walk down the road it turns into the craziest paving,
i've not been shit, i've been lazy and spent just far too long lying there, waiting.

another verse, why not, i'm now hot at the press,
making headlines at the top with the best -
i need a power ranger's crest,
i've evolved like a dinosaur from an egg in the nest,
and my roar screams war, i'm a nuclear killer,
a threat to the world, i'll rise from the dead like i'm dancing the thriller,
i'm godzilla, except lately the ladies have been coming in droves,
i honestly feel my heads about to explode with the amount of words in my dome.

[tay money]

flow optimistic, honest flo all i spit is realtisic, while ya hatas just a statistic,to fail, no jail flo i got money for, wile u spend ya money on tail,while im gettin head evey quater to da hour,no money no power, im on da best kush we not on da same tower, advancement flo, so i need dat eXPANSION DOE

[N0BLE]

shit its been long as fuck since my last drop
but im back so bitches swallow - let this trash stop
spittin whats on your mind's a crime when you suck
so shut your fuckin mouth before i blind ya with dust
youre a peasant while im fly - so divine with the lips
you should just take a knife and draw an equals sign on your wrist

[Vincent☺☺☺]

your number one thru nine on my list for greatest fags/
im ratin' swag by him statin' brags and hatin' nags/
im bored from rap-they can all go rest in a hearse/
even the so-called best is only the best of the worst/
i was'nt blessed with the curse- i was cursed way before/
even my ladys torn and to make it worse we just had a baby born/

[S.S.]

How much can one handle if this was the NBA I've have the sickest handle in Hollywood it's Marlon Brando too much for bitches to handle to think I'm just giving you a small sample but the potency like cancer I'll let you provide the questions cuz I reply wit the answers
True feelings being expressed my flow too deep set your anchors
Hold your breath this monoxide go head let the shots fly I fear nobody but a bitch who smart and knows how to lie detect gods with my third eye discuss business with wise guys go home fuck ya bitch and take her to five guys a lot hoes some size queens before me her head game wasn't that mean fucking ya bitch a professional sport so she gotta fuck the whole team.

[Lowpros24]

As I watch my hands type in these words
my mind goes blank typing these words
but in the end I still type them words
to never give up was my dads last words
to never give up yea only if that worked
wealthy or poor I still cant go backwards
in time for another ride down the right road
like redemption an option
words are words but its your expression
that makes me feel forgotten
but i still leave that stamp forever
im never stoppin, quitin, giving in
forget it. nothing on my paper sheet
written cause i quit saying it ans just did it
read this a million times you still wont get it



....little something straight off the top to the keyboard
5 min work.

[52pickup]

follow the leader but theres no leader to follow
if its me that you mean then this game is too hollow
i'm the same every i'll remain that way tomorrow
oh if you so hot then you must got a lot to swallow

[Vital_Organ]

My life a bitch, but still im living in it.
Im my own worst enemy but he'll be dead in a minute.
Cause i recreate myself an entirely new visage.
Born christian but my parents were different.
One was dead and the other might aswell have been missing.
Cause of all the raising i got i am my own vision.
Except its been written completely out of position.
And as i grew i know i was different from other kittens.
I was a recluse, hill side strangler with the writtens.
Now i'm grown up and im still on this mission of living.
But now my days full of smoking that chronic pigment.
Looking to find that happiness that i never figured.
Born poor but now im older tryna stack some figures.
Got so many leeches gotta weed em out with scissors.

[Vital_Organ]

Call me what you will just don't call me collect.
Cause i don't give a fuck about niggas with no intellect.
But i still stay ready incase death comes to my door step.
I ain't morbid but am fine with living beyond a poor sap.
If he come try to kill me cause i'll him misfortune.
Ain't a surgeon but i'll cut out all of his organs.
Just to remain away from death and a court date.
I ain't a killer but you don't want me in your face.

[Provoked Images]

I'm taking a quick look around RB dot Com
and noticing that the dick riding's never stopped
...Only those who know the mod's ever make it to the top
That's the way it was in '03
back when half the cats on RB knew me
Now nobody knows me, and I'm cool with that
Cause I upgraded, elevated... Reinvented what it means to love rap
see... online thugs and netcees stay stuck
how many MC's from RB got signed? None...
So I never claimed to rep a Dot Com name
Switched up from Provoked, it was broke
... Now no hope for an industry, I finally came

[shootah]

okay, i need to let off,
my steam's began to flow too thick,
and whilst it powers down my life,
i've noticed it makes my rhymes sick,

so as my social life becomes temporarily deceased,
the functionality of my rhymes just continues to increase,
the lease i had on life though, it feels like its now diseased,
i'm playing hunger games and it's making me internally bleed,
the greed i can see in others eyes,
made mistakees myself, but their's have come as such a surprise,
i'd say it feels painful, like a mothers cries after she's lost her baby,
but that'd be crazy, and probably a disrespect to that hypothetical lady,
and i'd even describe this as deep, were there no worse things on earth,
in your peripheral vision, you can occasionally catch a moment of the devil's work,
and the resulting hurt.. it just echoes so loud,
no silence now, just a piercing sound,
i guess i'm just glad i can hear myself out.