[FFWB]

^ Do you even rhyme..? I don't get your shit.

Don't get stuck like apricot inside a fruit cake...
Don't forget to nip tuck and get a new face
See how my shoes lace, real nice n tidy
Keep them haters off me, yeah I'm alive n fighting
I want my one chance, just grant my one wish
I'll walk, I'll dance, but I won't sleep with no fish
That's why I change it up, my flow, my swag, and all
I'm busy mannin up, while you hide in ya draws
And I got simple blows, call it on target
Man you know how it goes, I'm ballin' largest

[Elbee]

And I got simple blows, call it on target
Man you know how it goes, I'm ballin' largest

The appalling marxist, mastermind behind the war of darfur
maul the carcass of a nation now thats what i call a harvest
spawned by darkness, put out flames of the burning torch
with ashes of a virgin corpse, churned by my fervid core
cursed to be spurned by gods, lyrics of a morbid artist
painting the world as I see it paced by a roaring heartbeat

[Masao]

And I got simple blows, call it on target
Man you know how it goes, I'm ballin' largest

Fallin' hardest.. brick hats with pride label fabels
Treason reason spins around round like vinyl
Final.. Riches will not profit in the daaay of wrath
Aftermath, afterlife judgement comin' swift swiftly
Quickly.. God will not be bribed by a buck fifty..
....Simply, His judgements are righteous
In a civil court of law if you get caught red handed
Justice, imprisonment or a fine will be handed
God is infinitley more good and more just, He's perfect
His holiness..............demands righteousness
Do not be decieved all liars, fornicaters, drunkerds
Will have thier part in the lake fire....forever mire
Without the sheddin' of blood there is no forgiveness of sins
Somebody had to appease the Holy justice.. of God
God Himself became a man, Jesus the Christ
Appeased the Holy justice of God, He paid the price..
The Cross...

[B-Boy.FReaK]

lol man, Masao, it's always so hard to make out your rhyme scheme..

God Himself became a man, Jesus the Christ Appeased the Holy justice of God, He paid the price.. The Cross...

I don't feel holy today, doesn't happen everyday./
thought I was the typical asian christian but anyway.//

I see my bible lyin' around in a pile of dust/
n I'm visualizin' a cross covered in rust.//

robust blasphemy buildin' in my heart,/
I guess I'm past the stage where I believed real hard.//

but sadly, I really don't wanna admit/
that I'm losin' it but not so much to throw a fit/
over the fact that I'm becomin a worldly shit/
that all my fellows hate, but y don't I care one bit?//

It's weird that I actually do know that he's up there./
when most of my dudes don't even know or care/
where he may be at, but don't they breathe the holy air?/
The christian boy club so exclusive seems almost unfair.//

[FFWB]

where he may be at, but don't they breathe the holy air?/
The christian boy club so exclusive seems almost unfair.//
It's rare to find a person with this faith I possess/
And it's hard to find a worthy place to place this guess/
Because that's faith, it's a guess, a shot in the dark/
Knowin something biggers out there deep down in your heart/
It helps you hurdle life's obstacles, it keeps you just fine/
It's like a turtle shell impossible to break if you try/
And there's alot that goes in, and even more comes out/
Just look at the cost of sin, I can't explain with my mouth/
It's what it means to you, not what people want you to think/
It's what seems to be true, not what the steeple may read/
Make a decision for yourself, make a choice with your heart/
Convince your mind of it's wealth, then rejoice the new start/

[bboyInfest]

Make a decision for yourself, make a choice with your heart/
Convince your mind of it's wealth, then rejoice the new start/

Spiritual conselation, i don't really need/
cuz i grew by the fist and the reed/
the need, to survive, is great within/
hear a dope rhyme, only to find it's bitten/
the warmth, which people called their soul/
sold it for nothing, and now they're all cold/
in the tundra, just like transcendant,cold and desolate/
but i hear his message and know what his message is/

[FactorlezMind]

in the tundra, just like transcendant,cold and desolate/
but i hear his message and know what his message is/

Whatever he is trying to portray, believe its mere hearsay.
True depth and understand comes from the inside where it resides.
It may be cold, hostile and wicked but we must not be sickened.
Chin up, Dome warm we control our destiny.
With our own indidvidual stakes in this game... many be actin stingy.
Greedy,money hungry, corrupted politicans and officals.
We gotta see that we dont need to be superfical.
But this cypher has stood the test of time.
It must me be divine...Truly one of kind.
Unique... definitely but its our verses that provide the plane.
Many stuck in hospital...bedridden crying in pain.
Stuck on the horizontal looking...left and right to what may or may not be true insight.
Vertical is where we freestylers be at... hell yeah to that.
Starting from the origin always getting positive.
Yet we on the the inside...outside we be all about.
News of this cypher is spreading intentionally all by word of mouth.

[therealkickass]

Yet we on the the inside...outside we be all about.
News of this cypher is spreading intentionally all by word of mouth


Popping mad lines in replace of nines
I can toast to that over a glass of wine
We all need to relax and enjoy our time
You can be dead tomorrow so celebrate the rhymes
Eat out and have a coke with lime
And don’t be afraid to spend the dime
You can’t put a price tag on being refined
So go out and do your own thing while I’ll do mine

[Mode]

You can’t put a price tag on being refined
So go out and do your own thing while I’ll do mine..

abuse rhymes, i gloss like my ride with a new shine,
i'm viewed as the loose kind, type to just lose mind,
a lit fuse shoot through the roof when i use mic's,
so cold ya feel it from ya toes up 'n through spines,
astute lines, rhyme scholar my lines inspire dogma,
disguised bomber, night stalker i require honour,
a demon force, the meanest sort to heat the boards,
elitist, raw genius ya'll i spit acid like a xenomorph..

[Elbee]

a demon force, the meanest sort to heat the boards,
elitist, raw genius ya'll i spit acid like a xenomorph..

I anchor forts with the strength and force of a megazord
sick metaphors, my bars hold more craze than a mental ward
powered by energon, set on course to calibrate havoc
and devastate planets, guided by beliefs of heavenmade tenets
I celebrate madness, that which gives birth to prophets
formed by the reverse of logic, one that deserves the plaudit

[Bboyolu]

I celebrate madness, that which gives birth to prophets
formed by the reverse of logic, one that deserves the plaudit

applause from the dead will push the scholar to madness
from the bookcases to to the cave shielded from gladness
prophets come and go, legends never die
the old soldier from Macarthur will soon say goodbye
But the dream still stands; the aspiration lives on;
the true expression lives in rhyme, and in song

[Backfire]

But the dream still stands; the aspiration lives on;
the true expression lives in rhyme, and in song

my lines transcend time and long for a challenge/
greater than average i'm like the caesar of salad/
hear lyrical madness from the tonsils of a monster/
among stars when i spit, and don't need a launcher/
Rhyme schemes complicated watch as I stomp evasively/
Can’t catch my hyper flow you hardly know I bump greater beats/
That later secrete heat, got more degrees than a PHD/
Physicist studying to perform surgery while doing arithmetic’s/
With a fist I’ll hit harder than Spartan men, as I spar ten men/
Emerge victorious hearts of warriors destroys fortresses/
forte with compositions making noise like deaf musicians/
distort vision like the wrong perscription/
if was a ghost writer thats what i'd charge per script in/

[smashley]

distort vision like the wrong perscription/
if was a ghost writer thats what i'd charge per script in/

Cuz I'm quick with it and try to stick with it/
My wit is so sick don't take much to spit/
Now I'm just rambling, not a thought in my head/
Just a starved lyracist who's hungry for some bread/
But me be a sell out? Nigga' that's atrocious/
Yet I can still make buck faster than a stripper with three tits/
Cuz my verses on point and a bit intricate/
They seem alien to you, nah your just illiterate/
Its easier than solving a pentagram/
So kick back relax, take a chill pill man/

[doulas4lifeVictoria]

Miss Smashley you are a beautiful lady
saw your gallery and pics lovely
dont mistake me I am a girl and not homosexual
I likey the fellas and I am completly heterosexual
just speaking with love from above.. God given message to unravel
1Pe 3:3 Do not let your adornment be merely outward--arranging the hair, wearing gold, or putting on fine apparel--
true beauty is way more than skin deep
plus what you sow your gonna reap
price of sin is not cheap
not being hateful but today you made me wanna cry and weep
Pro 31:30 Charm [is] deceitful and beauty [is] passing, But a woman [who] fears the LORD, she shall be praised
I am your distant fan I enjoyed reading your stuff and was amazed
but what happens when your old and gray?
your looks will fade away
and is it heaven or hell where you'll eternally stay?
even beauty queens with charm who reject God won't be okay.
even the demons believe in God and tremble but wont go to heaven
gotta be a living sacrifice and live for God and stop acting heathen
EVER SEEN A MAMA BEAR ROBBED OF HER CUBS?
that's how I feel seeing satan trying to eat you like subs
so forgive me for acting like your mama not trying to be insulting
but got mad love for you and I work for God who want's to do some healing
its a matter of protecting you so God stops at nothing
even if God has to use annoying people like me preaching
my niece turns six years old today
pray she grows up being taught Gods way
her mother, my lil sister, threw her faith away
love my sister alot wrote this because you remind me of my sister
hope you'll follow God and not get distracted by lifes twister

[Bboyolu]

love my sister alot wrote this because you remind me of my sister
hope you'll follow God and not get distracted by lifes twister

Yo, life's a game that cant be won
because not every one likes Jesus, God's one own son
they think that they can fly like the angels without him
they think they can get into heaven, the chances so slim
they go, drink hennessy, go with the flow
till they reach gods throne, and wonder where did life go?
Still some will go to the streets, and smoke on that weed
and some will go to those alleys and stumble on LSD
do what ever it takes just to get high
and wonder, how'd life just fly by?