Freestyle Cypher

[conquistador]

Damn I'm so inconsiderate
legitimate but my girlfriend is illiterate
Fearing risk
But living life on the line
Life is a virgin taking it from behind
Till I get signed I rhyme for limited time
lyrics is kind simply I'm one of a kind
When I find unuses lines
I design mine just fine
Stay on my grind never shine but cosign

[Blitzkrieger]

fucka bitch that wants to come to my house with this fuckin cow
ill let these net thugs find me...rememberin there last words "ow"
The beef is rottin, destrottin from fightin this fuckin herby
im fuckin spittin in his face...still dont know where the words be
Your own girlfriend fucked you up...people sayin "damn Ma"
so fuck him...or at least leave it to my fuckin grandma

[lowlife]

ok hmmm

Cop's Think They Doing There Job/
But Last Night I Had to stop a kid gettin robbed/
it wasnt funny tha kid nearly got stabbed/
the funny thing was when he got to school he bragged/
Niggas Get A Gun and they think they ghetto/
Cus They Money Hungry Everytime they see a wallet they want mo/
now..people always gettin loud to me/
cus they jealous im twice the man they will ever be/
most niggas dont seem to understand me/
But They will In time once i got something to show for it/
but at the moment all i got is a verse every nigga claim is prewrit/

[Da Kid]

aint spit in a minute but i stay in tact,
like a hitman not shootin just still holdin da mac,
niggaz get scared when dey here dis nucca rap,
spittin at me...when punches compare to little taps,
who out there really want it wit da hands,
short dude, but leave yo ass wit swollen glands,
i break down these fake thugs like food man,
cant even take da heat from da food dey cook in a pan,
im back nuccaz better start practicin so u dont choke,
mah next rap battle dey got 0, i got 5 votes.

[Figure]

Sick of this world, while hittin this girl, this dude rings, and starts me.
Believe that shit. Im doin my thing, he barks "G,
You motherfucker, I remember you from the other night.
You with the boys who tried to spark my brother, and start another fight."
I mean, what the fuck u on about, I barely remember drinkin up.
And now, youre trying to sink a punch, even when my thinkings fucked,
So he continued "Bitch, you fucken pussy ass come out,
I'll fucken get my boys, Pop you then leave yurr mates knocked out"
Now, honestly I didnt wanna brawl, dont remember shit at all.
Plus I had this nice chick sitting between my balls. lol
So fuck this dude, Im gon fight him, even though I hate to rumble.
But wait a minute, question stands, how the fuck he get my number??
wtf

[Vadal]

yo in my freestyle, its a party like mardi gras the way the girls go wild, come on im no child 18 but grown, im the king, u jesters look up at the throne, look at what i own check the wealth, catch urself in check lose your health, cards are delt, 4,5's and 9's are felt, i spit so hot ur shoes will melt, nikes now stickin to the ground, lay you out like 2 meters down, now ur just a brown mound, chillen infront of a tombstone now, on occasion i rise to the occasion, spit and leave kids with fuckin abrassions, 18 no longer the youth of the nation, but i spit and leave kids burnt black like hations, you don't know what ur facein, im an issue, i'll have ur mom missin u wishin she could be kissin u, but now ur lyin in the dirt, body on the street i took u for what ur worth, iv in ur mans arm catchin the drip, dont fuck with me homes u catch the drift??

[Packo The Don]

If y'all like breathing understand i aint leaving
ur heaving my style i leave rappers pissed off
henny and chris shit, i spit shit all day
at night come out and kill
shoot up da shop rob money empty da till
what da deal wen you fuckin wid 15
couple clips i'm real quick wid an AR-15
cos Christines philosophy was similar to a democracy
tryna get da OG shot off his block you see
she came back to suck on da cock you see
but i made her choke on da shit cos i knew what she got for me
come shot for me cos business is all love
dont bring my p'z den i'ma introduce you to a thug
i'm youngblood i spill urs to set da record straight
BRAT! BRAT! BRAT! BRAT! hear my weapon state
i know its late but i cant rate not you and your crew
y'all walk around with low bats and fake ador shoes
you lose losers losing you know what dat means
you fucked fiends after you wanna buck with corrupt beings. just lemme know. peace out.

~Packo~

[kazan]

well ima slave for you.
the ground you walk on, i'd pave for you,
if it was me or you, i'd go to the grave for you
to save you, neva play you, sell my k-2's
cuz you are mine and i am yours
i'll neva mess round wit those whores
for you i'd do my chores
so i get the money to spend with you
every day when i go home i miss you

[mc_ips]

society is pretty much fucked up/
gangstas n granma's gettin stuck up/
old ladies being mugged/
innocent people fleeing slugs/
pride in tha hood consists-of-death/
cops strapped fo' thugs who resist-arrest/
to sur-vive u need a four-five or at least a thirty eight/
to retaliate on whoever trys to take/
ya lyfe ya chedda or ya-wife/
u aint got a gun u gotta rely on ya-knife/
but knifes no-good/
wont get you far in yo'-hood/
times is changin homie/
from "pass my drink" to "load my gun fo' me"/
kids runnin around armed wit-shotties/
gettin victims hollering "Shit-not-me"/
showin no re-morse as they puttin people in the-morgue/
walkin past the church where theres a hearse loaded wit the cat they killed on purpose/
jus another day in tha hood, jus another kid slain in tha hood/
cops dont care as long as it dont affect-them/
but will trip if u dont respect-them/
they jus b provokin an out-spoken youth/
then leavin the kid broken its ruthless/
dads moved away leavin baby mamas on welfare/
the kid grows up in a broken home where is it fair?/
im jus a lil voice speakin out tryna b heard/
tryna get suttin us hood people deserve!

[BluMami]

it'll probably take me this whole year to reach 500 posts/
i wouldn't care cuz im concerned with my rhymes the most//
it takes time to type up some shyt, so what imma fly weight?/
im taking my time to concentrate, so this chick can elevate//
i put the pen and the pad away, 2 years ago/
im back tryin' to come with an inferior prose//
with guidance i rise like tupac, in the corner of his eyes/
lookin around him like, tears shakin out to despise//
most kats got over 500 that joined after me ..../
i wouldn't care cuz i do what i do, and that's verbally//
at my crib we do this every friday in the booth then breathe/
fresh air out the open, in williamsburg, and thatz the country//
originally from BADNEWS i get my hype and attention/
on the block, we itchin to form a cypher session, and collect our admissions//
from other peeps, that shows love like starving artists on the NY Streets/
a hat on the ground, then people throw currency in and listens to beats//

~that's what Hiphop is to me, and how i think of it off the top~

[BOX]

Its a lot of people saying hip hop is dying....
well i'm here to say that theses cats is lying.....
A lot of fake rappers are starting to sell.....
Singing on the chorus or paying producers to yell...(lil John)
To me hip-hop is more than this music....
It supposed to be about all tht true shit..
I'm just here giving u some food for thought...
hip hop aint see-n a naked broad on a video or a rapper in court..
Hip-hop shit, thats how i live
from the cloths i buy to the bars i spit..
Hip hop is Joe Buddens telling u pump
Kinda reminded me of Kris Kross telling us Jump
About hip-hop shit theres more to come
I'm gonna let ya know it all till i'm fucking done
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[Da Kid]

mad niggas is soft now only couple thats still hard,
smackin deese nuccaz like blocked shots from abdul jabar,
only spittin six lines becasue im bored as hell,
since im a hustler anything in mah pockets can sell,
straight catchin niggas wit stupid ass shit like this,
sellin dem lebron jersey when he was in college.

[Vadal]

off the top ill spit about things in the spot, first off this is a desktop not a laptop, then i'll hop to the next object, im in school comp repair is the subject, the bell hasn't rung yet n im staring at the clock, right click my aim set it as always on top, lookin thought the glass windows in the halls, this room is so plain straight white walls, i can't wait to leave this place, staring at the screen on my laps the blank page, pen in my ear girl over my shoulder, what are u writing? she said, a poem i told her, now its getting real boreing and almost time to go, click post quick reply and check my flow

[conquistador]

Yeah...ain't it great how we can change our fate
how we can change God's masterpiece into a mistake
How we can ruin a gift and encourage a curse
To be alone in this world there is nothing worse
But first let me illustrate how you can do it
Not by listening to gangsta and get crunk music
But by being in the streets and watching people move it
Till you get shot in a limb and suddenly can't move it
See me with the rock I be on the court abusing
See me on the block and the fiends be shootin
Don't be stupid.....stay and school and get a future
Cuz there's guns in tha hood and they waiting ta shoot ya

[snoby]

yoyo once again I keystyle just for fun
thoughts starts to run in my head...now hold on
words...then some sentencies...I got some evil tendencies
when it comes to battles I won't be the most tender b
snoby's the one from finland from a band called nst
that stands for northern story teller motherfucking fellowny
with the ablazing haze we make allies of our enemies
dope beats and melodies we be the rap relatives
dry bud and hennessy for every lounging session
partying is my passion and it'll be always in fashion...no question.