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wasupp everyone

i be the one they call swif1

my rhymes dont have much hype

i probably wont be back with more to type

so i should not stick around

because people will humiliate me

and so here i am thinking about animal beastiality

while i do something with my pinky...

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alright, for awhile youve just been talking straight shit. ok, im gonna have to go on hiatus cuz im seriously not having fun anymore, therefore effecting the rhyming that has blessed the board. boring called me out and thats what did it-a garbage rhymer. i cant believe it. sorry tease, youre on your own for like a week then ill be killing people again.

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.....hmmmmm....I possess power that devours competion

within the composition a Dream Warrior and my "defintion is this"

to flow with no drip-drops

I come off like flip-flops

nonstop hip-hop

that's different than plain rap

welcome back

to the basics through what I'm spellin'

always givin' love to my boy "Asics"

because he's never gellin'

like Felon IHU

take you to

another level

you couldn't dig my style if you had a shovel

the Grim Reaper to ya speakers

I can run a track without rockin' sneakers

and these lyrics are the sickle

test the skills and you still get the dills like a pickle

it's strange when my rhymes start rearrangin' and changin'

like a nickel,dime,quarter or a few pennies

pull another line from my files

I got more styles than doctor's got remedies

don't envy me

when I come clean like clothes when you throw 'em

into a washing machine with detergent

I burn kids like matchsticks with sparatic tactics

if your style was "color cordinated" you still couldn't match this...

 

 

just messin' around...leaving town tomorrow for a few weeks...peace out 'yall..have a good holiday season...CapPeeler,CMEUP,B.B.,GO3RDI,and everyone else who came correct with complex text...

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Originally posted by Gouged out 3rd Eye

alright, for awhile youve just been talking straight shit. ok, im gonna have to go on hiatus cuz im seriously not having fun anymore, therefore effecting the rhyming that has blessed the board. boring called me out and thats what did it-a garbage rhymer. i cant believe it. sorry tease, youre on your own for like a week then ill be killing people again.

 

Yeah punk........... I called you out and mauled you out!!!

No reply from the Mr. Gouged......... You said at first that you didn't have shit to say to someone who wasn't trying to battle I started something and got the ball rolling.............. now you're silent???

Have some fun like I am............... just keep rhyming man..........

Don't call me a "garbage" rhymer just 'cause I got more funk than a Solid Waste employee lifer!!!

Oh and 455.........thanks for the love with the gellin........and Felon!!!

Talk soon homey!!!:cool:

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left atl i85 northbound to norh cackalac

now i'm in charlotte to be exact

bout to shuffle all you cards

leave you w/ brain damage soon to be retards

gonna pull a trick outta one of my sleeves

david copperfield shit leavin you parapalegic like christopher reeves

paralyzed from the neck down

movin from spot to spot ina wheelchair is how you gets around

if ya come correct musta got some my old shit outta lost & found

goin thru old rhymes like this board isa thrift shop-around the clock

tryin reuse original creativity-i spit raw uncut shit- yours is re-rock

movin back & forth as if i were a rubix cube

your just a lil baby still connected to da test tube

"don't confuse me w/ regular riff raff"

talk shit back tryin to be funny-just to get a laugh

got a whole cru of cappeelin staff

we got back for back-ready for any attack

so you best keep your distance tuff guy in your baggy pants

we 24-7 in the g4 stance

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Enough with the sherades........

I blow up like grenades with styles that burn hotter

than triple tone fades............

still mad cool like "Ray Ban" shades in the 80's

yet hotter than the motherfucking flames down in Hades.......

You wanna hate me?? Go ahead and do it Gouged Out........

Never defeating me...........

so losing's your only route......

I deliver like a "Paperboy" while you're doing the "Ditty Ditty"

Been creating these here metaphors since your diapers was hella shitty............. Visited your city and you were nowhere to be found!!

Might live in the desert but I can guarantee you'll drown

if I ever get my hands on you........

Like a dollar to a jew I won't be letting go of you!!

FUCK YOU!!! CapPeeler's got my back............

Don't need to run 'em 'cause I'm the rich white guy owning the tracks!

I spit wax and nothing but hot flames...........

Cap was respectful by not dropping your name...............

but "Oh well....... I'll see you in HELL anyway............

What'd you say?? You plan on making a trip up to Seattle??

Don't trip just 'cause you got slaughtered like a fucking herd of cattle!!!!!

 

 

Where you at little girl???

Something something for ya.............

Don't I get under your skin???

Mad weak if this is really bugging you..................

 

:crazy: :crazy: :crazy:

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It be the NAILSONE back again,

Ready to attack you, full force smack you,

Cross my path and I'll break you,

Wont hesitate to deface you, with lyrics so fat ,

After you read this you'll have to go on a diet,

Step to me, I dare you try it,

I'll leave you belly up like the GREEN RIVER KILLER,

I be the number one lady filler,

Cant stop me now cause I'm on the war path,

Steppin over skeletons of my past victims,

Your next in line, so step inside my mind,

You wont escape, hows it feel to know your just NAILS bait?

Coffee house flows mic control, step on these toes,

You best be wearing some fast shell toes, I'll catch you with flows,

Hook you with my rhymes, reel you you in nice and slow,

Toy with you give you some slack, then I'll set the hook again and leave you floppin on the ground reachin for your last breath,

Hows it feel to mess with the man of steel......................

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Well I guess Christmas is here

and I'm missing my queer!!!

Dearest Gouged Out please tell me why I hold you so near!!

You mean so much to me that I'm writing to say

I probably won't be around after this Christmas Day.........

Since these are the days to happy and gay

I'm wondering why you won't answer my calls 'cause

I have something to say!!

This holiday season I've managed to offend you.........

All I ever wanted to do was bend you

over like Rover and shove it straight up your ass

I mean this with kindness and the utmost of class!

Instead of respect I just slapped you like Tina

and exactly like Ike you know I really do need ya!

So I guess my point is: Gouged, would you please come back??

'Cause this Christmas I'm alone with no one to lick on my sack!!

When I started this was kind of meant to be like "Stan"

I'll kill myself if you don't come back: "I miss you my man!"

 

 

Dearest Gouged Out:

 

I know that you come on here and check this shit!! I'm just fucking with you and you know it! Give it a rest and get back on the board would ya??

Okay okay okay........ So you called me a garbage rhymer! It's okay I'll let it go! I just called you out to mess around with someone who was serious about their shit! You're a tough cat right?? Get over it man!! Real MC's battle their homeboys on the regular!! I just made shit up ofcourse because I don't know you or Tease but he is still cool with it right Tease???

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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yo yo yo im the rappin graff writer

like jlo squeezin that ass, shit couldnt be tighter

im a lover not a fighter

orignal no biter

my styles the shit

yall suckas wear diapers

u crying so hard on your eyebrows u slap some wipers

got a laser scope on my spray can like i was a fuckin sniper

i represent the east coast in the middle of Va

my trailer on the mountain is where i like to stay

gotta walk my ass home car wont go up my driveway

mayday mayday im droppin nightly bombs

paints expensive wish i was sponsored by moms

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nigga please

i'll play the game even though shit talkin is 1 of my biggest petpeeves

moms is goin too far w/tha xmas spirit- suckin dicks while stickin her head thru christmas reeves

sayin "merry christmas from me & my son tease"

like gangstarr-this is the moment of truth.."you know my steez..."

say your #1 ask nelly

spittin annoying thug shit like dmx on belly

hide behind the internet as if your bin laden in tora bora

your last reply had some nice shit but it was written by 4 of ya

boring bastard already kicked gouched out's ass w/ steel toed asics

couldn't even come back w/ one to two line basics

crying sayin he aint havin fun b/c he can't face this

one's from vegas & one's from dallas

slammin ya'll bitches into the ground using rhymes as the mallice

breakin ya like toothpicks & pretzel sticks

gettin under your skin & peelin' ya'll like potatoes

cuz you both softer than rotten tomatos

we'll come thru ya cities drop boes and fuck your ho's

you have no choice so jus sit back w/a double mocha and soak up some more coffehouse flows

 

merry xmas/happy hollidays to all ya'll

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Teaser's got game like a 20 year old "Atari".........

I'm the "X-box" in this bitch and you get murdered on this safari..........

So fuck Defari!! 'Cause I'm "Likwit" when I'm flowing............

Fluid on these boards and that's the only way we rolling........

I'll keep it going for me and Cap to run house..........

Fitting to light this bitch up and watch you scurry like a mouse........

Ya get shut out when I'm tossing curve balls

straight down the pipe got you bouncing off the walls.........

Strike three so sit down 'cause you need to jot this shit down......

I spit rounds and bars and even a couple hooks.........

leaving you stupified as hell feeling a little shook.........

So check my book.......... "I done whipped Tease's Ass"

penned by that guy "Mr. 100% Class"!!!!

Rip fast and cut when I'm fleeing the scene.........

Leave you chalk full of envy with your facing turning green.........

See you're the type of cat known for dropping dimes...........

I'm going to repeat myself only one more time...........

SHUT THE FUCK UP 'CAUSE YOU CAN'T FUCKING RHYME!!!

Ya heard me youngin?? I sure as hell hope you did!!

I'm sending you this from a low-security prison and I'm almost done doing my bid!! And when I'm out you know I'm coming for your neck!

Or you could make it easy and just give me my RESPECT!!!

 

 

 

 

Take your pick youngster!!! Neck or Respect??? What to do??

Boring Bastard "THE INTERNET KID PUNCHER" with a pair of steel-toed Asics on my feet!!

 

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the dark skies part , its the first coming of christ

hold up your first born , for the ritual sacrifice

its the great attack on life

the beginning of the end

all the weapons on earth

wouldnt help us defend

even if they did what the hell you gonna use it for

the foe that were facing is far worse than lucifer

this is the kinda enemy you cant even dream about

the kind that you let out silent screams about

so dark and forcefull that not a single beam gets out

the worst thing imaginable

a manifestation of fears

nothing like this has been seen in years

straight outta hell , it dries up all your tears

the noise is terrible

but nothing reaches your ears

the pain unbearable

but suddenly it clears

the darkness is defeated , its over we've won

but little do you know , its all just begun

in the lake of fire , how long can u tread

it really doesnt matter , your already dead

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It's the bottom of the ninth and I'm Kirk Gibson with the Dodgers............

I'm hitting homeruns with you just like Mr. Rogers....;)

Or Michael Jackson............ step to me if you want action.........

You'll "Die Harder" than Bruce Willis when I get to waxing........

'Cause I bust ass or maybe even a colon............

Leave you like Tina with teeth broken and eyes swollen......

My rhymes golden like the shower that I gave ya...........

You popping to me.......... you must be kinda brave huh??

I "say bruh" like I'm from the Dirty Dirty...........

You'll still be unemployed well into your thirties........

Your words don't hurt me so it's probably better if you just quit........

I spit rancid, filthy lyrics fouler than your mom's shit

when she get's down with her seizures..........

and you're my pool boy who get's to toss all of my caesers..........

And for non-believers ya need to check the newest thread..........

"Dick Measurement Methods" right upside ya head!!!!

 

 

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Its kinda funny how people be rhyming about there dicks,

No offense but I just introduce mine to chicks,

Like the other day when I met cmeups girl,

He told me she was once, twice, three times the lady,

For me she was just four times the whore,

She left a little sore when she walked out my door,

But lets bring it back to the original styles when we rhymed about graff, and rolling down the train tracks,

I'm not one for dissen each others ladies, when it comes to dissen,

I swing directly,

Hitten flows like tiger sinks putts, blow for blow I always stand tough,

Toe for toe I always land my punch,

when I'm in a crunch there are no rules, I'll sraight bite your fucken ear off fool,

I bench press microphones, and I eat mcs like protien bars,

I'll leave you battle scarred and seeing stars,

To me this typing shit is just a spar,

We all need to settle this real with microphones, come test the man of steel,

 

 

 

By the way boring you are a bastard.................ha peace....you all love NAILS!

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Battle rhymes for war times..........

sorry about dropping dimes.........

you've committed treason this season for rhyming without reason........

Easing on tracks 'cause I wax like "Daniel Son"..........

No shogun that's needed 'cause you've been defeated..........

I wish you would have retreated instead of deleted.......

Repeated again and again and again.........

The same line in the brain.........

I done cut your main vein with no time to complain.........

Barely breathing and squeeling with rhymes fairly lacking.......

Need to get up on your homework.....

practice and stop slacking.........

no macking for me 'cause I'm smacking the beat........

Got you nodding your head and shuffling your feet........

Dancing like Soul Music...........

bet ya'll fools couldn't use it..........

so lose it instead.........

Keep moving ahead even if in "the red"

cut my losses and make profits while

my secretary's giving me head......

I'm the CEO in this bitch but no need to appoint.........

it's the 5 star general ; kid; always on point!!!!!!!!!!!!!

 

:dazed: :(

 

That was kind of corny............

Where you at CMEUP'er oneder???

That wasn't directed at you...........

Just a 2 minute type fest...........

Adios fellas..........

 

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Cross my path you'll feel my wrath,and now you know my name,

NAILS be sinking in your veins,

I poison your blood with lyrics hitten harder than big jon stud,

I bleed you like a slaughterd animal, and feed off you as if my name was Hannibal,

Professor NAILS will preavail, leaving your entrails,

scattered and tattered across the grounds of earth,

I've been haunting you since birth,

Try to sleep at night holding your blankets up tight,

Did'nt mean to scare you and cause you such a fright ,

As the blade of my mic scrapes across your vocal chords, you be praying to the lords,

Its too late for praying kid,

You done messed with an elder of this church,

In this bible you'll be a sacrifice and end up just another verse,

But first you shoud've thought about kids hitten the hip hop scripture well before you hit the picture,

So as your gettin sutured from these wounds I leave you ,

In the future remember you get served,

when you mess with coffee house flows,

your played out like nintendos,

 

 

 

 

 

Tired tonight did some deadlifts................hey boringbastard we need to hook up with some amber ale...............go ducks

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im back, the vegas kid at it again/never thought id be here rappin again/ same as always/ turn my opponents into hallways/ i walk right through them/ do this all day/ suckas, aint nothin to them/ i dont even see haters/ just mad cuz im hotter than them, i pee vapor/ notice im speaking in a different tone now/ like in a week, im more mature and grown now/ still the same gouged out/ same person to kill you by cutting your bowels out/ just keepin the murder undercover/ tryna turn this into fun with others/ dont need to battle anyone, yall know im the best/gouged out, cmeup weve shown all the rest/ the coalition/ just be the the tightest emcees, thats the goal or mission/

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It's the King of the Pain............

never failing to reign up in the Northwest.........

Sick and tired of all the rain up in the NW.........

It's worthless and I could really use some sun.......

Depression........suicidal got me toting guns.........

A stack of ones with a 50 wrapped around 'em.............

He got jacked and face down is how they found him........

Astounded

with pure shock is what you're feeling........

Lack of adventure in life got me stealing.........

and reeling like a drunk 'cause I'm full of funk..........

A couple of 12 oz cats stuffed up in the trunk.........

It's pure junk that I'm spitting here.........

The battle's disipated and there's no more fear..........

so maybe I need to bring some..........

Me and Cap spit the flavor like Doublemint Gum...........

that's twice the flavor!

No need to savor 'cause I keep it cooking like a buffet line..........

Gonna be here forever so don't need to press the rewind....

Hands off the button!!! This is my "House" and the King "of Pain" got you jumping..............Stay thumping like Lennox Lewis on the speed bag.......

Aren't you the cat with the Hunter Green tags??

On the Ave

Mission.............

Spitting effortless got you fools wishing...........

that you could touch

Get smashed with the bumrush

when I drop it.........

Atomic like Osama's future...............

and he can't stop it!!!!!

I don't yap about my album so you can't cop it!!!!!!

 

 

Boring Bastard..........."The Internet Kid Puncher"

No need to saturate with more underground jargon babble four track albums.............. Spit it real live in person!!!!

Punching kids for real reasons..................

Good to see you back on here Gouged................

My deepest apologies homey!!!!

 

 

 

;) :p

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freestyle session on it's fourth page....damn.

 

I'm not sure how to start this off...ummm...let's see...

it must be /455/I Getz busy like Kerry when J turns Live

like wires and leaves your head spinnin' like car tires

it was a Goodyear....anyways

my phrases amaze for days and days/come clean like

detailed engine bays without powerwashing/I'm watching

the streets closely to see if anyone notices me...haven't been on

in awhile...had to take a break/just got back from the state of earthquakes and sunshine/it was time

to kick back and let my mind unwind and find

mental relaxation so I can shine like illumination

with ill communication and put in work

with no compensation...oh well,...I'm tired.

 

...sorry,I've been up since 2 this morning..no sleep.had to catch a plane at LAX..just got back....

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yo i come from the trailer park a nite walkin creature

everytime i piece a wall it be the premiere feature

i say dont do drugs but im no preacher

always packin rubbers dont wanna diseased peter

im comin upper south where they rep the rebel flag

if im not runnin from cops its some redneck fags

people see graffiti and wonder what gang im in

towns peoples be stupid its just me and some friends

we be bombin the town on a nitely basis

im not strictly one style i got multiple phases

im a name on the wall i forever stay faceless

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