Freestyle cypher

[Figure]

A heart unadapted to these lies u disperse.
Torn apart its refracted in the lines of this verse
I thought I'd change, after the pain that u caused.
But instead I feel like, u threw me away and Im lost.
Was like fire, when Im with u, moments captured the spark.
Felt so strong, so when u left it fractured my heart.

[sabotage]

Ive adapted to the world so nothing restricts me
i lash out at people for the sins cuz god picked me
there aint a mechanic on this earth who could fix me
Nor a heavy weight boxer who could stand 2 lick me
Nor a dickridah on the site with the option 2 stick me
This was a freestyle that was as boring 2 write as it is 2 read
i turn the pages of the story book and watch as words bleed

[Johnny C.]

Fuck you all, bitches! you're all fuckin pricks!
I don't give a shit which one' ya spits the most shit
or slits the pope's dick, or hopes I'm home, sick
cuz yer all a bunch of assholes who're just doped on shit
I think this is sick- that I've just got no place,
an my wrist's on my face, bleedin, while I'm lost in space
an though i've got a taste of this hip-hop phase
I've still got to place my face on a hot page (like a magazine)
yo, i'm amongst punks that truly support my stuff-
an though they can't get enough, i see this sport's tough
For example--- ya gotta write ample shit
so these people are satisfied and delighted wit all of it!
oh well; oh hell; you're pro'ly sick of my bitchin'
you could go an say yer not, but that's still my suspicion
cuz the way ya lookin at me- I know what yer wishin,
so though ya didn't ask to leave, I'm a grant you permission.

[Figure]

Shit.. too much research, texts and chapters to read.
I chose this class cos I loved it, now im dying to leave.
Not enough notice, no focus, no time for relief.
Only sleep unlocks these chains, my brain is decieved.
Why must I learn this, Avert shit, my mind struggles in vain.
Educations like fire, and I always find trouble in flames.
It starts a spark, A start to something thats worth mention.
Yet, Ive been listening for years, and still cant pay attention...

*oh well, back to studying..

[Fire aka Nikkelz]

It crazy when just startin off on the block
You got your coke on the stove and its ready to rock
9 times out of ten you worried about gettin shot
Thats why you got 5th with you, and its ready to pop
Dont nobody walk to the cornor store alone
If you do, get approached by the chrome, end up in a funeral home
If you dont, get ya connects and make you sets
Put 5 in ya pocket, put 40 on a Lex
And then find a nigga that can lay the pipe like a crackhead
And get ya dough up until you hit by the Fed's

[set-ignorance]

It doesn’t matter what the situation is, there’s always summing going down
Doesn’t matter where the resolution is, beef is always bound to be found
Clowns getting beaten on, cos their mouths are to big for there appetite
No wonder bitches, use methods of lyricists as a weapon to fight…
Ignite the spark in the mind of a dumb-one, to set his opinions on a rage
Always looking for a good excuse to dynamite and rattle some bitches’ cage
This day n age, battles of words show off and gain respect from other people
Doesn’t matter if these dudes are in riches of fame n fortune or on a down hill steeple
It’s lethal? Is it not, to show off a new word, make the other cats mind pop?
Watch his flow drop n slop, n belly-flop, like the career before him before he got shot
Can’t knock or rock a hustle, then try another form of efficient enthalpy…
Cos in this world, you need sufficient, friends better yet a decent fuckin enemy
Where would the beef be, without a lil battle of different energy? ……..
Still the facts remain to see, that beef needs to be found to start a hip-hop industry.

[LAT]

Female Emcee Smart Lyrically So Start Hearin Me
5'9 Tight Thighs Got Mines For Fake Niggas Don't Have Time
Like Hannibal Da Cannibal Eatin Up Dese So Called Rappers
Got My Game Face On Does Ya Gurl Have Hers
Rememba Me L A T Rap's Da Door I'm Da Key
Like U Was Blind And I'm Makin You See

[Brandon Heat]

some laugh n' poke fun, I grasp n' stroke guns, answers-
tried to provoke but noone coaxed me once I had cancer...
the anger in my life was danger to the types of the people,
that hung around for the closing of Mr. E's eyes... the sequel-
the past and future collapsed... and It's been so long ya'll,
Washington has had me trapped n' bagged, I been so wrong all-
my life... cocaine n' boy... made my tears watered,
vet of the streets, spread death n' disease carried my tears farther...
the years hardend all that is known n' shall be part of,
wealthy, my grandmother would joke n' tell me to start up...
and not get caught up, but you know me, the streets-
called n' AT & T couldn't cover the long distance... please
the instant I rose I fell... I froze into hell...
cold in a cell... while the nucleus broke n' opened it shell...
a man in prison... trapped hisself and will let not one,
help his soul... so death is finally the only outcome...

[Johnny C.]

there are SO many places ta GO
that i just don't KNOW where i'm gonna GO
but as long as I FLOW my fucked up lyrics,
i know that you'll be glued long enough ta hear it.
------------------------------------------
i was walkin down the street, an i saw this broad;
she took one look at me, an she dropped her jaw...
"LOOOOOK,LOOOOOOOK!," said the lady,
"HOLY F***ING SH*T, IT'S SHADY!!!!"
"no i'm not, you stupid bitch,
can't ya see i'm on-ly a duplicate?
I'm not him, an he's not me-
we only got the same skin, can't ya see?"
Then, she said, all disapointed,
"He's not Em, or so his point is."
then she turned wit her friend an left
like she was a college, an i only got "F's"
so much fo' that... i'm through with girls,
I'm sick of thier shit, and i'm sick wit the world
so i'll end this now- I'll take this knife-
an' slit my.......... PAPER. up in ta little pieces, that is; tha fuck you think i'd do take my life? i might be white, but i ain't fuckin psycotic! Ha!

[conquistador]

Look I'm in the back of an all black acc.........
Ready to react after cops re-inact the act
I define a mack and you rewind the track
lay you out flat and think back "did I do that?"
remind you facts
I meet hoes they meet the track
I give a cell phone and they bring me stacks
Where tha pimps at
Lurking in benzes in suites
squirting for certain and working with men who will shoot
Not afraid of the pressure when the shot clock'll test ya
My friends told me today " that the cops wanna arrest ya"
This calls for desperate measures
Business before pleasure
You will get hit quick made stiff I bet ya

[kandy]

Fake ass Femcees who think they can compare wit me//
Chiks try to diss me, but I bust back lyrically//
Spittin nothin but the hottest lines//
I never waste time//
Verbally committin crimes//
I use my pen as a weapon, these hoes are just paper//
I'll write on ya fuckin forehead, if not feelin you, i'll just erase ya//
My style is incompatible, I simply cant be beat//
For all the females who think they got skills//
You just simply cant compete//

[sabotage]

redemption comes after the hands have all been bloodied
when your marraige ends your heart goes all to puddy
no1 can stop this because you just dont luv nobody
you try to clarify things but everything u c is muddy
a lifetime is spent trying to recalibrate your mind
while the time could have been spent rappin in prime
who said that loving somebody was ever a crime?
anubody who backs out of anything needs a new spine

[Figure]

The Samurai

Honour in Death, the small sword rises in vain.
And impales its own Lord, with a knife in his spleen.
Words of ritual said, he's selfish deed won.
Escaping life through allowin his mortal thread undone.

Giving in to the lies, implicated by strife.
He thought hed find haven, in the wake of him dying.
But found nothing in Death, It just goes on to show.
Live life with Wisdom, and not die for what u know..

..Shit, lost the plot in the middle of that... lols

[freelancefuk]

I intimidate and illimnate
I hate on emcees unless there shit is great
Wonderin how many punches will it take
It dont matter cause your still a fake
My styles to advanced to imitate
At this point i'm thinkin who will i brake
Reading through I see none of you worth it
cause you dont no what the value of my word is
I'll trip you over a cliff on purpose
Im dangerouse my shit is the worsest
Bad enough to contaminate the ocean
The smell will make you lavitate im raostin
That last bit didn't make sense
But i still sugest you dont battle me to be the safest

[conquistador]

fuck words I spit verbs obsurd to swerve
Up on capitol heights I got the right to serve
You never heard or felt the urge to get popped at
out in D.C we pop back in a stolen car your found at
In my underwear I got bags
Sawwed off what I call a throwback
Cause when you shot you gets thrown back
My uncle taught me how to cook crack