Freestyle Cypher

[Sammy]

clever and polished. deadly when dawn hits.
be on some Gotti. four-fifth. sending a Don hit.
beyond some God, he .. for-feit. 'long with his horsemen
i'm long with a foreskin. i'll harm her til morning
forearming her neck, while she holler for more, son
all in that whore. dumb broad, thats my foray
her daughter? lol, shit im on that bitch all day
she lolipop my dick. sticky syrup -> her face
itchy clit? exit ----> that way.
vicious, my word play is tragic more or less
married with children, i'll leave allegory mess
it's hallow. short of breath. gallow. chord and neck.
dab in art of hex. attacking solar plex
stabbing small intestine. g'head call the vets
cats or dogs get severed. rip the arms and legs
spit on mommy's grave. bloody thick line between love and hate
rain on bob's parade. fuck bob. i'll harm his eight
years old Child with a blade .. then piss on his face at that little bitch's wake
I'm sick. Back in salem, I burn, sometimes i rape
witches at the stakes with a crucifix then blame it on Lucifer and Satan

[Celph Taut]

Who should be forsaken?
Not me, I am not of the kind...
nautical lines, floating above war machines, n' polishing rhymes
with credible merit...
Never inherit the out come, that's a premonition
of Mayan descent..
defining, relentless with timing, when designing this scent.
Pheromones fly like a pilot ascends
Truly revolutionary to the mind, before the thought process can ever find what it meant
That's the type of shit that I'm on.
Sit with a don, trickle upon the interest of arming my sickness,
no infliction, until the mission is gone.
I can spit you a song n' it'll be a classic here...
Crashing, spare your asses while you're sitting in a plastic chair.
So that we're clear, I'm the axis of evil
deep enough to crash a cathedral passage, transparency actions are see through!
I'm classified. The mastermind of unorthodox flows
Box hoes inside of thoughts, release what these shots hold
Texas ambitions, but I do not fold...
Rock shows with a passive demeanor, spitting acid over cats with the tracks that I re up
No compassion here, either. You get put in the dirt...
That's a special order for the cemetery people, looking for work
The hook is berserk. Eminem's MMLP2 , read through
Doesn't take much to beat through these non-discreet dudes.

[Sammy]

its bad vs evil. nickle nine'll leave dudes in plastic see through. stab'em with lethal cancerous needles. dancin with me, duke?
go ask that :"Technique" dude. Immortal since Eve rule Adam. That tree? fruit of knowledge and evil? started by me. Truth's a product of me too. fuck the logic of "hey-soos", i'm lawless and hateful. Barter with me? cool. It'll cost you in three souls. Apostle Saint Pete folded. Now he in deep Shoel. For pete sake, this circus a freak show. I murder in sprees. cold blooded and lethal. Bundy and Lee Luke hunting in street clothes. Stunting in creep mode on huntington beach. Scoping under a tree, holding guns and a weed tote.

[The Roaster]

Money motivated you losin if you think you can win
Thats that hater deep inside of me tryin to sin
I drop bodies like raindrops when I pick up the pen
If you ready for this lyrical slaughter let me begin
I murder you and yo whole crew just to test my glock
Shreddin rappers papers its unbelievable when I drop
My gat pop like some popcorn curnals what does that say
That if you want to live to get paid, then boy you gotta pay
Id stab you and go through your pockets like a thug should
My crew sourounding you like speakers can't escape if you could
Lethal injections yo crew layin in a blood puddle
Then shoot up your funeral after me and yo widow do one last cuddle

[Sammy]

rock splash puddle. shards cracked. subtle soft stabs into hard abs. couple sharp glasses clung to mark's dad. While Mark's Ant undergo hard smash. Hulk the hoe. Soft ass jiggle like lard. Flabs rippled. Hard stabbing; dick holes = large cavern. bitch froze! when my large man ripped open her soft ass; shit hole starts clapping. Grip, hold of the broad's back. slut moan. no Sam Jack. But your mom jack Sam. Three-way, your mom and ant. Damn these large fat hams on that pork like non-black man. Harsh slaps. Red marks tat flesh. Bomb ass sex. s'all fact, man. Large ass skanks gives bomb ass head. Ask mom and ant, mark ass fag.

[Celph Taut]

Ok... didn't see this till now, gonna factor both styles in this, check it...

Battling me? Trash, rubble.
Cat's huddle in the back, when I attack, trouble.
Speeds of supersonic crashing through rocks. Fast. Double.
Cum inside of your chicken, she twitching, blowing ass bubbles
Under a candle light, when it blows out like romanced couples...
I drop bodies, no rain drops, on tracks, where the train stops
My game's got more cartridges than a glassed storage at Gamespot
I don't have to master the "Technique", when I was the dynasty before it came...
Sulfuric rain on top of the psychiatric ward, nothing MORE insane!
Opened the door of pain, for these whores exploring euphoric claim
Turn it into a dystopia, have you faggots ignore the plain
No gats or three souls, with these goals? I am reaching the plate...
Street clothes? Naked, me in this State in a vehicle, waiting for people to stake
It's no freaking debate...
I am the king.
Social pariah, the lion, that's defying The Thing.
The Leviathan swings, executing the morbid flow
Through transported speeds, that exceed your skull through your orbital.
But there's more to know.
Can't walk in the house, when all of the doors are closed.
This is Jason's Lyric, the bullet sound's how the chorus goes...
Could be wearing a bio-suit, n' your actions still would be more exposed...
You tourist know I'm a Taurus, so shut it when the performance shows...
The Diamond, Sierra Leone I carry this nefarious throne
through the chariots, opponents are curious showing the theory of the lyrics I hone
Middle American parents are shown the spirits, as I'm tearing through bones
and cartilage spills with their arbitrary partisan skills. Retarded, f' real.
Rolling through more exotic pussy than a car in Brazil
The epitome of collaborative super talent like the guy that started The SHIELD!




ARRGGGHH



BEAST mode, master of ethics.
Interview with a Vampire, yeah, that's my genetics.
Brad Pitt, attacking a peasant.
Ripping through the flesh, it was actually pleasant.
All throughout my class, while the faculty's present.
A giant beast when I'm unleashed.
Yelling out loud with a quiet speech
Sirens screech like a law was broken right by POLICE.

[Sammy]

@...Celph Taut ahhhh shit that was crazy son. I'll pick up the scheme tomorrow. Shit went in, my nig.

[Sammy]

Smite all these heathens. i'm a product of placement. Prodigal pacing the concretes and pavements. The thoughts are so makeshifts. Of God or of Satan? my logic displaced. intoxicant shapes me. dawn of the apex. the fall would be break-neck; i slolem then pace left towards the stage ex-cited for this new fiery groove; chase the phoenix - dazed and dizzy, music's piety, dude. the piper, his flute, divisive, in truth, we fight to attune what's right in our view. am i right?

[Celph Taut]

I'm the light for the new...
eating Vicodin brew, like it's stew...
I kill many, f' real , deadly, while they're frightening few...
If any, lightning moves like the Viking
striking ice in the tomb of a frozen Yetti...
I call it my home, but they know already.
Scissor hands more than Edward, bitch, I was showing Freddy
how to kill in a dream... waking up
to see the feeling's obscene...
Only to walk to your porch n' notice that you're still in the scene
And a hand goes over your face before your voice box is willing to scream!!!!
Quite the consequence, I am monstrous...
The monoliths witness my dominance, ominous signs of a God moving monuments
with a fierce nature. This here's paper in digital form.
This isn't a storm. This a demigod when it's born!
This is Hell-boy still in conception, before he was given, his horns
Insidious scorn from Leviticus, as you visit his dorm.
You can witness the pouring of an onslaught when on top...
Nonstop ricochet's to the dome till that jawn pops
N' your bodies going for cheap like the antiques in a pawn shop
This is the don's thought.
So meticulous with it...
Ridiculous, sitting on top of a mountain, wishing for the infliction to hit it...
I scribble n' with a little ambition of physical lift
like a analytical vision , it's a matter of principal to rip this description...
As they sit in they listen.
This is physics, visit a cryptic edition of simple addition arithmetic with this, and division...
Yeah... this is as high as the lion will go...
Can't reach the tides of the science I am trying to show
Defiant but knowing Goliath is up there climbing to reach the highest abode!!!!
Yeah... still crashing down with this rapping sound
that will fracture clowns when I'm drawing their casket round a cactus to put a prick in their asses now...

[Sammy]

the blacksmith. blaow! metallic rounds clapping. Down!
shrapnels pound the masses. Crowds..
dashing out. The crash. The cloud..
of gases parched like acid. howling antics. rowdy rap skit.. wow...
my rap’s renowned as classic. shroud..
in nasty nas-like drastic sound..
and anthem. yall are trash lids. foul...
and rancid. dour. damaged. soft as cat piss.
dawgs get slap quick. broad get tap with long and fat dick.
s’over. thats it.
boulders slab slips over. oops! my bad, kid.
then rollover laughing. emoticon flashin. decepticon blastin
with weapons; bombs. adam...
gets shitted on. gladly..
i'll spit a song of sanguine scent of psalm
tragic telecom; drastic death from God.
they gasping. legs and arm battered in section four
massacre midgets for..
laughter ... that is all.
calamitous carnivore creepin for herb of whores
murderously maul all these nerds with a sword
made from ursula's torn tentacles. born from cynical hordes
sent to kill in the dark. spilling umbilical chords.

[Celph Taut]

1.14, n' they're feeling the force...
Like a Jedi mind trick, I'm killing this
when these syllables course through your miserable
corpse like a lizard of sorts...
Or a snake that slithered into their shorts
My intuition of lifting you dorks through a glass ceilings impalpable
With no remorse...Get into the kitchen n' hit with some forks
While you're twitching in the Olympian arena before they pick up the TORCH!
It's ridiculous, my dick is a Porsche when it comes to your chicken
She'll be ticking, it ports it's carnivorous instinct in sync with her clit, like The Source
My instrument's a horse, so it isn't any intricate
thinking, it slips in n' scorch - es the tip of the pivot, if it is kicking, it'll be instant, of course!
But it isn't any different from when I was hitting the Porch'
to the front stoop, she was quick to absorb this dick n' then form her lips in a warming kiss to perform
this mission before it laid stiff on the floor...
Put the condom on, she pulled that Trojan shit from her drawers
n' put it on my stick with a warning sticker with an orange picture of some whorish
chicks in a bar with
liquor just pouring into a jar!!!!!!!
Cosmo shit, the spits can split through a star...
From any position, in alarming distances, spar with this in it's hard to witness your heart
in inches apart from ribs I've disarmed with physical shards of figurine parts...
configured with the darkest liberal arts!
Fuck a genius, this is what we're considering smarts...
The... interval of William Paley sits in this interest, you fart!..
My abnormality fixings? Were fit to a chart..
I'm quick to depart some sickness while your chit-lings just sit in a cart!
Therefore I am, yeah this is Descartes
my precision's dart. Fixing the car engine, the ignition won't start!!!!
Got the businesses arc of an executive, yeah the vision is sharp
-er than an incision, a bark to swing it faster than rowdy kids in a park!!
My physical sparks individual marks of progress
in the residual interlude, in a few minutes through the kids it was given to!

- - - Updated - - -

I'm like Hitler, deformed.
I'm like Stiffler, ignoring pictures swarming into his dorm of Finch giving his mom dick in his prom picture, it's on!
I know that didn't rhyme, but shit, if it's performed
It'll be seamless a lot like the renditions of kids who listen to Corn'

[Sammy]

aw man i picked up the last scheme before you edited lol

in the residual interlude, in a few minutes through the kids it was given to!

i spit indivisible .. lyrics that splits in two.
while sitting in prison, i doodle scripts that would shit on dudes
drifting in sink just proves ..
my shit was n'sync with prude, dimwit dyslexic fools
i clip and dissect with crude instrument pressing through
flesh in a sec or two. then tether with titties too
then dippin my penis through
his chick - slipping into her womb.
while the bitch was pregnant with two
fetuses .. I fucked'em too
my script indestructible. flipping chicken's a business move
i'm spitting in victim's food. dictions of decadence, i'm a dick if u didnt know
slitting wrists with slickest flow. diminishing weaklings as all you meekling inherit groves
with speech thats unbearable - shatter teeth with a pair of old paraplegic poles
my thesis a parable. their pieces are pair-of-bulls. cleets to head and nose have u screeching. lisa turtle
im spitting original .. systems of simple rules.
rhythm thats ringing true.
just listen for a minute. proof..
is put into minimal
movements so miniscule - its viewed in digital que.
while you're imbued with the hypno-muse
sharp object rips through your ventricle
hard thud lands against your throat
sharp tug press against your skull. null from humanity nigga its Legion, i'm in disguise. she bleeding until she dies. i'm keen and no Nick at nite. still scheming it with a smile.

[Chronicbomb]

Yeah...Mission Texas in the house....
I used to think that I didnt know what I wanted,
Now I know I got to go hard and own it,
got to learn to bake if you want a loaf of bread,
got to stay focused of you want to get ahead,
used to sit around and fill myself with hope,
now I got the sachi shades on lookin dope,
I cant imagine what possesed my mind with hate,
now my minds on marble floors, clean slate....

[Sammy]

horror story. mean face. morgue with gory eaten legs. zombies war, no escape. torch them all. Scream names: george and paul, steve. jake. short and tall - eaten. raped. no piece, no trace. leave'em beaten, freeze and taze. these are days when evil play with people. prayer's futile. Take the steeple - grave dissease. full of scabies. evil babies reach for legs they needy. you seem to be a greedy seed. weeds and shroom, breathe your doom. no deep concern just "peace, i'm through"

[Nigma]

seaward breeze. beaten blue. define me please, ive seen abuse. find the lines in sequence between good and evil. keeper true. see the suit from beetlejuice. shows a lot of blackness but the stripes of life are even too. each side is reaching to unleash its mood, but where they meet is ruined. breached it. boom. their peaks are soothed, leaving them in even groups. i believe its true that each of them complete the band they seek to move. keeping tabs and speaking to a beacon of the viral wars. pyro. horns. it quiets darkness. silence it each time it sparks. what a nice day, thats dawning. these light rays spawning a microcosm of insight and thought, the type to jot, write them off as higher spawned enlightened nonsense. alright, i lost it.