"Im Talkin' Ricocheting Off The Walls In Your Fams Home"
S@CRED,

Damn yo! I crash in the zone and see shrapnol flyin pieces of skull
then I see s@cred and know what happened
another fake bitch with no flows tried rappin
musta thought he was a soldier cuz he's gonna die in action
as I stand by s@cred's side n we both start blastin'
then after mashin out its back to my house
to crack a Philly open listenin to the Awe-Dio
cuz its back ta really smokin twistin up the bombest dro
yaottaknow I aint jokin thats why I gotta go

I aint jokin thats why I gotta go/ I circle around, as the posse takes they gats to these hoes / Hangman in the stolen g-ride, sitting, waiting outside / Bad choice for getaway driver, shít, I don't know how to drive! / Dez ridin' shotgun in the front, S@cred and 'Dio in the back / S@creds got the gats, 'Dio's got spirits and crack / Sucker emcees got bitch-slapped, coz they just too slow / Shudn't-a tried that, you got capped, couldn't handle the flow / Bodies battered and buckled, mass maniacal murder in stereo / Hit the gas, don't look back, and we off on the road...

yo u rookies can't flow like me i bust a freestyle and ya chicks all ova me look now ya ass be bowin down to me im the bruce lee of freestylin niggas crown me the king i got 20 karets up on this pinky ring this is my time to shine i rock the kiwi lime air forces ya see me rollin in a benz with dubs cats reconize me when i roll up to the clubs i go into the vip and them groupies show me love

[Anaktix]

I tap that ass, this chick got a tight rack so I don't slow my roll/
Puffin grass, blazin sacks, I'm tired cuz that girl took a toll/
I smoke dis bowl, it's typical, sorry bout the references/
Illicit, illegal activities fillin up my sentences/
I'm sensin dis, emcees gettin pissed cuz newbies keep spittin "lyrics"/
Haha don't flip, I didn't say it, I didn't even get near it/
The "lyr" shit it played out yall kids best fear it/
Cuz referencin Awe-Dio's shit I'm thinkn cats gon' get ripped, flipped, and hit/
Punches flying drop the word, now don't use it cuz kids get bit/
I admit, I used to use a lot when I first started/
But now I'm done, no more, me and "L" parted.....


Yo bboymunky, shut your mouth. Wrong thread dumbass. How come newbies never pay attention to what's in these threads? Damn.

Peace.

[bboy agro]

you think you're bad now hittin that trick?
facts of life bro, that's the best you're ever gunna git
and best believe that's one i already hit
sorry guy, not to rip on your game
and trust me it's not our fault our weakest rhymes put you to shame
kid sent me a pm, told me drop a few lines
not a problem, i come here to have a good time
if i say something bad about you, your ish, or your moms it's cause it's true
not just cause i'm fockin with you
that's it that's my shit that how it's cut
like i was the dopeman, bitch shut the fuug up.

that one was for Talent, he wanted me to drop by. shibbs

you and "L"-parted cuz you felt-startled, now you firing "stinky bullets" and say that ya "shells-farted",
hell-started... once i turn on my mic ain't nobody stand-a-chance. hand-to-pants, these rookies think they'll win, but they can't-advance,
you're lucky if I grant-a-glance... these tribal niggas try to chant-a-trance, but i'll smash-their-crew.... slashes-flew cuz i'm trashin-you, leave you crashed, gashed and splashin-too.
the hash-is-blue, smokin in a hurricane cuz the ashes-blew, thrashin-through any nigga that think he bashin-too.

phew... fuck, i'm still sick, and i got a headache after that one....

[bboy agro]

fly ass shit, them rhymes was lit
anyone else wanna try, get hit
them was some of the finest lines i ever seen spit
so now's my time, to bow down and quit
but only after i'm done, workin on your girls clit

I got the urge to free to session and kill bitches//
Who reach for success but don't test to me//
I'm a real emcee, vocabulary is high words are definable//
Reliable for good shit to spit hot from every syllables and all//
I'm complex, means I'm difficult to grasp to gasp like you got Butter Fingers//
I utter reverse to fool, curse with getting means me with mess//
Address me as master, blessed with excess success and possess possesions//
My definition, is whay you think, you miss me so don't blink//

[razorbrain]

yo what the hell happened in here the flow got reall fucked up in here.. all those who have dropped written rhymes: HELLO! read the fuyckin title of the thread! is says FREESTYLE cypher! not writting cypher... if you comin on here and you new then go to thew fuckin newb thread and drop not here...and if you in here talkin shit, then get the fuck off the thread totallywe aint got time for that shit here/.. im a give all those fools one day to get thier shit off before i delete it.. so now ya know

[Anaktix]

*Shakes head disdainfully* What the hell? Can anybody read? HINT: This isn't a written or battle thread. Damn.

Peace.

[Awe-Dio]

Flowin off a Talent & a lil sumthin for hangman...

I never met "L", haven't seen a loss-in-my-life...
Think u can hang wit me, let me toss-ya-the-mic..
Oops, forgot this man aint nuttin but a netcee..
Now let's-see, should i use a blade or a jet-ski?
Cut the ice form ya neck or just shred ya flow?
Shut ya life wit some lead or just let 'em go?
Beggin ta live, start kissin my feet, pucker-ya-plea..
Now between this fucker-n-me who's the real sucker-emcee!?!

peace.

[Awe-Dio]

i was gonna wait for someone else to go, but fuck it, i'm bored..
flowing off a Razzle & BladeII

I'm dashin-thru an bashin-you, fuck it, i'll even mash-ya-crew..
Clashes-brew, get fed wit knuckles, the rations-grew..
I'm brash-wit-you, pay-n-strive to stay-alive, ya cash-is-due..
Gnash-n-chew, so cutthroat i'm eatin-this-Blade..
Beat-what-ya-made, you're wack, how ya expect ta go deep-in-this-trade?
It's like ya tryin to flow thru the globe, but ya mappin-wit-out-timin'..
Didn't blink, I didn't miss a thing, noticed ya like rappin-wit-out-rhymin.

peace.

[GORGANUS]

after i finish spitting niggaz is gonna close this shit,
cause i'am the illest freestyling typer,
and niggaz know this shit,
see i was born to spit,
shit that make you hate my guts,
see emcees are afraid to battle GORGANUS,
cause they have no nut's,
i hate this fucking shit,
give me a chance to rip someone,
cause i 'am gonna go off,
like a kid with a loaded gun,


GORGANUS HAS SPOKEN!!!!!!!!!!
BRING IT!!!!!!!!!!!!

gorganus is the type brother who will kill then throw and leave the body in the river we need to be one body and one accrod the truth and the light as we come togherr we will see war end and hungar stop all races we need ro come togher and themn the world will be better

Flowing on from Razor, ignore the other emcees / who tryina battle and start shit, i'm the hybrid to they pedigree / they rhymes are elementary, i'm a full on incendiary / burn these fuckers up on my re-entry, you feeling me? / Step to abuse, smite-ya, spite-ya, ignite-tha fuse / Centigrade of farenheit, blow legs off like dynamite shoes / coppin-a-fix from these dope hits, coz we so fuckin ruthless / droppin-the-spits that leave net-cees toothless / So who's next to 'fess that I'm a legend like Hendrix / shakin-ya-frets, left handedly breakin-ya-neck / up in Liverpool on sunday, in the Cavern I spat-shit / You heard it, I rip heavy spits with punk rock tactics...