Freestyle Thread...
 

OK, this is for fun and it's a simple idea so check it out. I'm going to start this off by typing down an original freestyle as I go along and I'm going to try to stay true to the spirit of freestyling as much as possible by writing anything before hand. The next person then picks up where I left off and can either continue rapping about the same topic, continue the rythmn or rhyming pattern, or do something completely different. We'll have to do this on the honor system and just give eachother the benefit of the doubt that nobody cheated by coming up with the lyrics slowly before hand and no editing! This is FREESTYLING so here we go!

I'm about to come up at ya
Cuz I'm a sum it up with a gat yeah
Aimed at the face of the forces
Blamed for the traced and dialated eyes on the wall
And riding white horses
Flamed and flying and violated spies pit stomach death call
all in one shot I can't believe I took another shot I'm shocked
mys system is messed
all up in them I'm stressed

And now i hand it off to my man or my giirrrlll who's about to spin this shit up in a whirrrrrrllllll.....

_RED_ stuff

Aight..gimme da mic
Yo...whos gonna be ya Knight in shinin armor ?
When I fly off the hook just fueld by this bad karma
Im a crook
Who steals ya hope and glory
You might write the title but im changin the whole story

Yo..When the buzzer sounds its ova
A four leaf clova couldnt save ya game I told ya
The hard courts my home
and your just my little bitch lawn Nome
Ya...get on the phone and call for help
1-800-On the court im gettin delt with
gettin put in my place
this dudes up in my face
I betta E-Vac-u-ate before im made a disgrace


Look,....I got ya sweaten like sumthins missin.....and it is
Ya game called its Gone Fishin
Dishin im not, just gimme do rock, dont feel bad man, I do this alot
so stand in ya spot
Its time to get dropped
Im like a kid in the candy store nigga, its time to shop


Well..it was my best attempt, Ive been playing ESPN NBA basketball alot (Hence the subject matter) a Free style legend I am not ;)

a candy store the world is not
life domination
a headless nation
i drill holes in my neck til it spits out its venom
and i rot
still expectin things to come to you from the government federal tax breaks sellin mass hate hoverin southern comfort drinkin bad times something medical

deadly rituals
nothing habitual
medleys poor out in directions visceral
nothing spiritual
everiscerated n hated
found the body in the dumpster it was mutilated
and deconstructed so bad it looked uncreated

i can understand that one would be forced to have a simpler mind
blessed be the ones who can overcome that
in another type of environment than im used to
where they wouldnt be able to get away and unwind
as a recluse too
having to learn the way of survival
and that takin precident over everythin else
never bein able to go unstable
to have to keep your calm n smile
in bastards faces
bare your braces
with that dull grin of yours make it as fake as you can
how could i ever blame you if you ever had to ever how could you all up and just kill a man
n whenever that shits up
how would you ever strut up
to the next moment
and see a religious sect foamin
at the mouth
its all gone south
from here its goin down now you dont have time think
like i do up here in my room in the darkness
your darkness is different and it lacks the smartness
to aid you with and it grips you brother i feel for you
dont give up i hope you pull thru
but i hope your sister doesn't
die along the way n i hope it wasn't
fried during the last stay
and i hope she got to cry without the hurting from another today

_RED_ stuff

[continue from "...and i hope she got to cry without the hurting from another today"]

But it's okay, can't always have it your way
Just worry about how to get tomorrow's pay
What we livin in is a world of problems and issues
Watch back don't get x'ed 'cause nobody will even miss you
But it's cool don't know how we make through every hour
In the land of free the land of plenty in our homes we cower
We've got.... troops overseas, on one knee, can't barely see, wouldn't care to be, screaming 'baby, please', shootin' Iraqis, back and forth in town looking for the one key...
To the end of it all, no more troops fall, no more bullet showers
In any case, remember your place, to whom you give your money is to whom you give your power

//end

My flow is undebatable,
they call me ProFound for a reason
I season this pleasingly,
more truths inscribed than Ephisians
bringing legions of my commrades
to lay waste to the sands of the land
learn ya Economics, when ya quantity goes down
up goes my demand
I command the microphone like the hand of a P-I-M,
P, believe that my words could move the very bellows of the seas
lyrically I am Moses, bringin' the heat to all you posas who chose ta
confront me in my B-boy, pose these blows will impose a,
reign upon these fake MCs standin for a whole loada nothin',
I stay cold and relaxed with this game, yo I aint 'Russian'.

Check the Rhime.

yo i aint russian but I be rushin im crushin
raw shit under my steel boots crumblin
it to pieces fo reals wearin suits like zoots
the music is swingin and tonight i will be swingin
pickin up the ladies left n to the right of me
i think they are pretty damn outta site here g
im filled with all this energy
these honeys better get ready
before the point at which they allow me to unleash upon them this power sexually
let me put you in touch with your orange chakra
i dont got the power to stop ya from puttin your hands all over me
"hands all over" thats a soundgarden song i thinks let me get the drinks

(lol...a lil less dead serious and more fun than my last freestyle)

_RED_ stuff

hey im up in in and out and about to get back in this
im off of it but im about to get back with this
check this cuz im a wreckity wreck this
if you fail and neglect this
cuz it aint right
and im about to let you know how far you're gonna make it thru the night
if you'll even see dawn
before your the end of your hours
cuz your a pawn and you got no sender for the flowers
nor do you have any access to their powers
access denied
stairway denied
much obliged
to be the one to take away everything you ever worked for son
i am and i dont want green eggs and ham
nor do i want them red or yellow
tellin you about how i need to backtrack to the mellow
bits where i need to get relaxed and cool with all of it
now i go to sleep
chill

now would someone like to continue this

_RED_ stuff

What now
Why you twithcin now
Are you all shook up
Cuz your whole face is swollen now
Oh crap You fell how?
Cuz i broke your frikin ankles
And the sound was like plick plick plow
Oh no your cryin now
You look like a diseased friggin mad cow
Dont test my skills
Just take some pills
And tell your fukkin motha
Just how it fills
Whigga please

haaa i dont know please dont ask