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im milo of va

ruler of the day

bitches round the world always coming by my way

im not down with a date i just wanna get laid

up and out, on the town ,forward and reverse

always coming tru, frontin niggas wear the curse

blue balls blue balls herniated ass

the ladies always come to me that want to have a blast

ima baller ima roller ima prince in blingin armour

im sexy sexy sassy a fuckin four alarmer

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I'm boring like the life of a kid that's lacking a dad...............

A lot of cat's talk shit to me.............but that's cool

it's just a fad........

'cause they get sliced, diced, and iced with the ginsu.............

about to start TAKING my props because they've BEEN due!!

When I run through ya...I'm like visine in ya drink! I get ya sick to your stomach while you're clutching the sink

straddling the shitter.......

Styles a one-hitter quitter............

I'm a sick rhyme spitter.........

What's the matter?? You kinda bitter??

Jaws shatter and pussy cats hit the floor........

rolling on the canvass asking "What's the score?"

but it ain't a game..........

it's a battle! You know the name!!

Boring battles "kids in the "hall" fighting for my fame

and my grand induction.........

Damn your girls got the suction!!

Cum before I even start fucking!!

Just stop ducking and weaving

'cause I'm the King like Stephen.........

end up in the Pet Semetary then I'll have niggaz believing.........

have you retrieving like golden...........

with my Origami styles you're folding.......

my fort might be under attack but I can guarantee I'm holding!!!!

 

 

Boring Bastard "The Internet Kid Puncher"

Happy New Years kids................

Gouged where you at???

CMEUP ya pud jerker!!!

 

:king: :king:

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a tight knit stich

my one nite bitch

fakie 180 inward heelflip

alo bva this shits about to rip

im the deuce of the caboose

T O I trip on it

name of this game is do or die

not literally just sayin dont waste your mind

two things u wont get back, regret and time

do what u must to keep it real

express all your thoughts and how u feel

keep it purely true when u represent

in the name of love for the elements

i keep it straight this east coast kat

i come at u ill or i come on the attack

my style it varys from nite to day

whether i be scriptin on paper or bombin with paint

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Yo Milo.........

We're some style pros...........

so here's a lesson..........

Welcome to the board and don't stop for second guessing...............

take the blessing that's better known as the 12.........

and snatch your biggest dictionary straight up off the shelf.......

Open it up and proceed to get busy.........

whip this place into a whirl wind until your visions blurred and ya feeling dizzy........ Like Mr. Gillespie??? Lesson #2......... Don't ever test me!

But that's cool 'cause I'm on your side and we can Snipe cats like Wesley

on Passenger 57 ...........

Lesson #3.......... Don't Run 'cause you're the Reverend and this is your church!! If cats don't come to school on Sunday I guarantee they're getting hurt...........

and put in work!! 'Cause that's the lesson #4!!

If you need some more advice then hit me back 'cause I've got more!!

 

 

:king: :king:

 

Everyone rock something for New Years would ya???

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ahh yes boring bastard

words i spit magically transformed and plastered

lyrically this freestyle session weve mastered

takin out toys with my photon blaster

the flows i spit, speed racers not faster

all u prophet kids we gonna keep u in check

talk shit, rhyme wack, your ass catch wreck

when i release lyrical venom u best drop and hit da deck

better safe than sorry, dive over the porch

i can burn ya flamin ass like the fuckin human torch

this barbecue blazin dont touch, get scorched

stay home and practice before u come online and burst

i dont know whats worse

your halatosis or your words

276 the bird and the bottle

i roar lyrics, with the crack of my throttle

logically inclined like that nigga aristotle

battle me and bastard your life its in danger

u need some reinforcements call in the rescue rangers

animals on the mic, big scary trembling thunder

nobody will touch us not even the crocodile hunter

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It's time for another rhyme from an artistic craftsman

with some verbal tools to school these fools,fuck it...

 

 

A new revolution

New Years' Day resolution

see me in "high-resolution" like computer graphics

pack a punch(line) where it counts

to keep you in check like bank accounts

even when consuming alcohol in mass amounts

time to Bounce if you want bring static

because I might let you have it

in fact I treat a track like O.J. when I straight stab it

on the contrary your vocabulary is elementary

maybe complexity is what it's lackin'

my thoughts generate and penetrate

fast actin' like Tinactin.....

 

....just a little something....

peace..Happy New Year.get drunk.

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ive never been into freestylin but please

this is like facing the albanian miltary

what wack words these niggas be spittin?

just rehearsing rhymes already writtin

bitch please, no competition

in just 3 days im gonna taste success

and you'l be like a taliban, dying with the rest

theres no way u can take my violent retorts

u still hide ur small dick with xtra large boxer shorts

In just 3 days your bitch i be stealin

Your shit i be dealin

your posse be reelin

from my vocals blazin from the floor to the ceilin

On the ground with a gat to their neck kneelin

so bitches, please take a seat, open your mouths and suck regulators meat

 

this is prolly the worst, but its my first

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I'm the King like BB with the funk and all that...........

riding the Coltrane to the City like a New Jack.............

but Ice-T couldn't stop me even if I was an Analog Brother........

You don't wanna battle and that's word to mother..........

Spit it really simple in black and white like Mr. Other.......

homespun characters made to mock you........

I don't think you understand....

Even if I was ICH I wouldn't JOCK you.........

Your ASS gets CRACKED too.........

Maybe you follow what I'm saying........

I gladiate more Black Crowes than Russell when I'm slaying.........

So hekyll and jekyll all you want 'cause it don't really matter.........

even if you fed E Honda rotten Sushi he couldn't spit fatter.......

So fuck the chitter chatter 'cause I get it Fresh like Wes.......

I'm the Maestro in this bitch and you're failing my symphonic test........

Pandemonium I'm bringin without being Buddha blessed........

Wear your titanium gear and I'll still put 2 through your chest

like Liu Kang..........

Own more Wallabee's than the Wu-Tang.............

Tongues hanging out like Jordan when I gang bang

with True COLORS

even Sean Penn couldn't stop me..........

Probably would have hit Madonna

but the pussy was too damn sloppy!!!

 

 

Boring "The Internet Kid Puncher"

What What What???? New Years Day Funk!!!

Milo keep it going!!

 

 

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2002 day number one

for fun, i paint , from cops i run

under bridge, i talk to bums

at the yard, trains go and come

some kids that paint, write where they from

last year i painted twenty some

2002 ill paint a ton

no prize or medal or trophies won

i paint by moonlight paint by sun

paint for hours till im done

paint alone or with someone

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...HOLY SHIT..HAHAHAHAHa...Boring...Fresh Wes...Jesus,I haven't heard that in years..."chicks with big tits give me a gland stand..."

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its been a while - i see some styles that are newer

like das efx i'm gonna bring the same flavor comin straight from the sewer

residing on the east coast & play from here all the way to the bay

spittin of rounds that you can't handle not today, tomorrow, or anyday

remain baffled with nothin to say

the holliday season had me tied up doin the family thing

now i'm back in the dirtydirty kickin up dust and fondalin my girl while shes suckin on my ding-a-ling

back to standard operations

school,bills,and shady realizations

speakin of...i gotta bounce b/c i'm the worst when it comes to precrastanations

 

pease..b.b.,c funkstar,455,nails,cmeup,go3i,on&on......

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Guest *ShOrT-FeWs*

watch out what ya say cause somtimes shit goes neutral ways and it

often gets misrepresented in these strange days, in time gets me vexed

like coronas with no limes rich rappers with no rhymes smart ass

muthafuckas with no mind...

stay 1 step behind most of the time impossible to find like hidden

landmines.....:idea:

WHAT WHAT ???
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kerosene heater, light burning bright

my only friend, it keeps my ass warm at nite

winter is here and man this shit sucks

frost on my windshield, frost on my nuts

when im out painting and the cold wind blows

i got hothands in my pockets and more on my toes

kerosene heater i wish u could come too

but theres not enough room for my paint and you

one thing about winter, youll learn to paint fast

hurry up and get done or freeze off your ass

spray caps clog ,

paint its thick

and after all your trouble youll probably end up sick

put on your longjohns and wear lots of cloathing

focus on painting instead of fucking moaning

be sure u wear gloves this is good advice i figure

ud hate to be painting and lose the finger for the trigger

always wear a tobogan made of a thick ass thread

about 70 percent of body heat is lost through the head

just a couple tips, to get u through the winter

stay safe have fun no matter how bitter

if its cold enough for piss to freeze right to you penis

then stay home its too cold and i fuckin mean this

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boring, teaser where u at??

 

 

oh no as i go,

twice in a row

u cant see me,

but im here to show

how i constantly flow

do this shit for free

neva made any dough

row row row

yo motherfuckin boat

on my nut u choke

naw not u

those toy ass blokes

this session is bein kept alive

by bastard teaser & 455

buy my paint from the five and dime

its really too bad my art is a crime

ive only been chased twice, i ran like a rocket

always on the run like the marker in my pocket

im here to further my illegal propaganda

stop by va and take a long gander

i like to make stickers my shits an intense riot

props to shepard ferrey and please OBEY GIANT

my camera

its sure could use a flash

moneys tight now, i really dont have the cash

u might think im a dork

but please dont clown

ive been savin my paint reciepts all year round

add em all up and this is what i found

i spent 750 bucks to paint my fuckin town

thats a lotta money a big ole green wad

i should get a thank you card from krylon

a hate letter

from the vandal squad

im gonna make a skateboarding video with graffiti

ill send it everywhere sayin

SPONSOR ME

a casual convention im on the pole subjected

milo writes and rhymes have u detected

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THIS IS PURPOSELY CRAPPY BC IM JUST FUKKIN AROUND.....READ IT ANYHOW IT'LL GIVE YOU A LAUGH !!!!!!!!

 

im stab you in ur mother fuckin eye socket

rip your ugly eye ball out and drop it

you dont wanna fuck with me

so go inside shut the door and lock it

ive already grabbed my nine and cocked it

you think earthquakes are natural

no thats me when i grab the earth and rock it

you think sunsets are actual

thats me standin in front of the sun and block it

theres nothing you can do but wait and except it

ima punch you so hard , you'll turn dislexic

my rhymes arent harsh , theyre down right ecclectic

kill you with my voice

when i breathe deep and project it

try to shoot me , ill just glare and deflect it

serve up ur best battle , ill easily reject it

send u home a loser

depressed and dejected

when kids get my demo , they never eject it

look at the charts , my fame is reflected

they got no idea , theres subliminals in my music

you like it cause i force you , not cause you choose it

i stole ur self control, its mine u lose it

ur a bomb waiting to explode

and only i can diffuse it

so watch ur back people,i can go off at anytime

the verbal explosion can happen in any rhyme

any verse any paragraph

fuck even any line

ill kill you with 2 dollars

in the form of twenty dimes

youre spendin at the record store, buyin ur kid that album

yeah that one , its mine

not only detramental , my rhymes are laced with crime

ur kid's the out on the schoolgrounds

with the shovel layin mines

 

 

HAHAHA........G'NITE.....HOPE YALL HAD A GOOD LAUGH

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you were warned

we about to leave this cyber cipher torn

apart

rugged like Lewis and Clark

lyrically exploring

455 and the Boring

Bastard

pass the

mic like Grey Poupon from one limo

to another

my brother from a different mother

we do damage to mother fuckers

who can't keep it moving like truckers

over interstates

one love to milo

I might just go "psycho" like norman bates

when I create

pictures with this scripture

like Kodak

me and my peeps reppin' 12 oz

be on the case like Kojak

and you know that

they got my back like a knapsack

Jansport or Eastpack

it don't even matter

swing batter

you will still stike out

when I throw a Wild Pitch like the record label

If we were rhyming with a mic

I'd leave you strangled the cable

around your neck in the from of a noose

I get loose like a tooth

send your Group Home

and still be "Livin' Proof"......

 

 

CapPeeler,BB,CMEUP,Miloooo,Coffeehouse,nails,Gouged...maintain.

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Peace to my man CMEUP representin' Texas

we do damage to your IQ

so you can't test us

comin' clean like your hair

when you use Nexus

with conditioner

styles silky smooth

we catch crazy wreck

ain't nothin' left to prove

you lose

when we drop non-stop hip-hop

strictly undercover like cops

you can't peep us

worship rap religion like Jesus

Christ everytime we bless a mic device

twice as nice

when lettin' off these rhymes as rounds

competion gets clowned like Ronald

over a billion served

most Mc's are absurd

it's time to give 'em what they deserve

serve 'em like a lunchtray

in a cafetria with this criteria

of mine

use these rhymes as a mental release

styles free like convicts that have just been released

as the cold air breathes

through the branches and leaves of trees

this verse was concieved

without going to the bars

455 and CMEUP keep "the code of the streets" like Gangstarr

shinin' like stars at night

never bite what we recite

too many cats "Fakin' the Funk"

so we tap into your Main Source with no remorse

schoolin' MC's like a college course

we pass the mic back and forth

forth and back

pull you off the podium

tap you on your melon watch your head crack

on the linoleum

outline your body with Rustoleum

or Krylon

our shoulders are not to be cried on

this is

a public service message

from two MC's you can rely on...

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455 and CMEUP

keep it live and uncut

ready to tear shit up

creativity is something we don't lack

drop rhymes more deadly than cyanide

when comin' from the wrongside

like the Artifacts

we max

like Nike Airs'

when rhyming in pairs

givin' 'em premature grey hairs

from stressin'

it's time to teach 'em a lesson

like jeans I keep 'em Guessin'

what comes next

when I flip the complex text to wreck 'em

no question

we about to take 'em to other dimensions

through rhyming perfection

with evil intentions

to take the mic and shove it down thier windpipe....

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currently I stand bold as these rhymes unfold,

giving history lessons and keeping visionaries second guessing,

About there thoughts and beliefs makin them wanna retreat with just one line rhymes, in time they learn and observe what they heard,

Like folding chairs leaning against the wall peepin every cat at the party,

suckin in knowledge and comin back stronger than Ali,

Its the key to the wisdom that puts you through the doors that open up,

Into the whole new dimension of rhymes, lyrical opponents steppin aside

While you at the podium enjoy it like a fine wine,

Or better yet like a fine woman, but remember women are like cookie jars everybody trying to get a taste so hit it before somebody else, then like an old car with a siezed piston leave her stranded on the side of the road,

So as these lyrics come to an end,

we pause for a moment observe our oppenents then rip there fuckin throat out, Got no time in life to be nice...................................................

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I don't know if ya'll noticed...........

but I picked a fight with Mr. Hopeless..........

and I hope this

reaches you in good health..........I know I am...........

A new year has kicked off and I'm increasing my wealth.........

I'm mega stealth when it comes to battling kids............

Shattering ribs.....taking hot glue guns to eye lids

You're full of fibs and I'm chalk full of ad-libs........

See I get it jumping like trampolines do to kids.........

Stay thumping on suckers in the jail house when I'm waiting for food....

knocked so many cats out just being rude...........

and failing to respect gets you shanked up in your neck........

but see I come correct like 1500's on SAT's..........

I get under your skin like a life threatening disease........

"Are you lupus?" "No, I'm EBOLA so nigga please!!!"

and that's just the way I spit it...........

Delivered overnight like FEDEX with the Eagle and a stamp...........

I give my respects to Ali because he used to be the champ.......

but now a days we sit around with the crown of thorns around my head....... it's kinda like Stigmata but I'm not strapped to the bed!

'Cause I can exorcise the demons by spitting the hot flames............

Respect to all the 12 oz rhymers! I don't need to say the names!!!

 

 

:king:

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oh man, i lost my partner. is this RIP to the coalition? tease dont let it be.

 

we used to hold it down/gouged out and cmeup wit the golden sound/now im crying and dying from the inside/i might as well be in a coffin with a pin stripe/ suit on, its neon green glow in the dark/ funeral will be like a concert show in the park/ the the 12 oz emcees there, itll be fun/talk about all the riddles we done/ then just battle eachother, ill even spit a verse or two/ mercedes herse or coupe/ we used to be partners/ but then i stopped rhyming cuz some people gave me heartburn/ all upset over nothing but it effected my flows/ more rhymes than there are mexican hoes/now its all over/ tease left me for four fifty five/ hes on more than i rhyme/

 

oh well, i guess im pretty much done with freestyle session. ripped it for a while but now im retiring. probably come back but not like i used to.

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i'm on em again-crown & cokes

ya'll niggas been rippin it bb,455,nails,tease,milo..all you folks

been layin lo & tryin to get my head right

end up drinkin away the pain makin my drinks super tyte

hardly on the internet -but can't stay off the 12oz site

freestyle sessions on tha 5th page..ite ite

i'm bout to go on a rampage like a tiger comin out the cage fixin da bite

this forum is the steak

and i haven't eaten since the beginnin of xmas break

you gets ripped apart b/c your a chump & ya fake

results leave you shook-like mobb deep so we'll just call you "shook ones"

heavywieght droppin lines by the tons

leaving you depressed,nauseous, & runnin for the bathroom b/c you got the runs

maybe you should commit doublesuicide-shoot yourself at the same time w/ 2 guns

black talons straight thru your temple

those bullets make goin thru a kevlar vest real simple

your all a bunch of bumps and i'm the hand poppin ya like a pimple

round town i'm known as franky knuckles

have you delt with-put in a order "spray him till he buckles"

next week got ya grave showered with flowers and honeysucles

 

i'm out..pease niggies

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Gouged Out...hang in there...no reason to leave..Hey Boring! I'll give you a call this weekend..I think me and Gorbort are heading over there on Saturday or Sunday(one of the two)..either or...I'll try to get in touch..later bro.

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