Saturday Night Freestyle Thread ...

[AntLive1981]

Some nikkas fight for the right price of white wit the guallas
I have you fight for ya life I'm dynamite wit the choppa
Put you "down under" like a koala
If you lookin like it's some type of a problem, won't fight wit Your Honor
fukk beatin a case, I'm tryin to beat a drum in Ghana
Different Strokes for different folks, I need Drummond commas
Summon limas among men to plummet drama
I'm seasoned in beef (seasonin beef) like onion powder
fukk a potato, I get a funnel so my gun spit louder
Hit ya pregnant hun in her tum, ya son flip out her
Sike I like ya bytch I cum wit my dikk, you come wit flowers
I'm gettin my dikk sucked, you pickin the kids up from Gompers
I'm hittin it dog style, you pickin up shyt in a dog pile
You all smiles, thinkin that's really YOUR CHILD
You wanna marry her, nikka why get engaged at all?
She's married to MY dikk and engaged to MY BALLS
It ain't just my fault
It's just that my phrases is bathed in hot sauce, inflame ya blocks ulcers
Only thing you guys offin is my culture
Hip Hop dyin slow, it's not kosher
And nikka you are the prime culprit
Tear ya heart out and palm it, you can still hear it beat, I'll make you rhyme off it!
You ain't a hustler, you a con artist
Ya weight move slower than a Checkers Drive Thru line, you grind garbage!

 

[Marco Zen]

This nikka goes on and on about the shots he bussin
You're not, you bluffin. You're soft like a chocolate muffin
When shyt really pops off, nikka you quiver, we saw ya
It's pathetic, you tell more lies than the zimmerman lawyer
Go kiss your shawty good morning, you'll find out how my dikk tastes
Only thing you know about a trap is what you heard on a mixtape
This lyin mfer ain't bussin, he ain trappin he actin
Like Avengers, I Hulk out in p*ssy, you Americas Captain
You can call me the shady one, we can call you the lazy bum
Ya bytch told me it'd be crazy fun clownin @AntLive1981
I'm so sick with this, shyt gets quarantined when I cough
Put a price on my words and all you'll see is green when I talk
I can't do it your way Ant, I get iller , you stay wack
I seek out spots that pay stacks, you seek out where the gays at
Private party, me and your girl, you ain left out you can cater us
You tried to spit some decent shyt, too bad nobody gave a fukk

 

[IronFist]

yall still at it i see

dont let this thread die.

 

[AntLive1981]

This nikka goes on and on about the shots he bussin
You're not, you bluffin. You're soft like a chocolate muffin
When shyt really pops off, nikka you quiver, we saw ya
It's pathetic, you tell more lies than the zimmerman lawyer
Go kiss your shawty good morning, you'll find out how my dikk tastes
Only thing you know about a trap is what you heard on a mixtape
This lyin mfer ain't bussin, he ain trappin he actin
Like Avengers, I Hulk out in p*ssy, you Americas Captain
You can call me the shady one, we can call you the lazy bum
Ya bytch told me it'd be crazy fun clownin @AntLive1981
I'm so sick with this, shyt gets quarantined when I cough
Put a price on my words and all you'll see is green when I talk
I can't do it your way Ant, I get iller , you stay wack
I seek out spots that pay stacks, you seek out where the gays at
Private party, me and your girl, you ain left out you can cater us
You tried to spit some decent shyt, too bad nobody gave a fukk

 

[Marco Zen]

@AntLive1981 Aug 13, 2012 - Mar 4, 2014 "see you at the crossroads"


Here lies the b*stard child, who ran for miles
He couldn't get away from his demons, they handle him now
He ran up on a mastered style, and got crushed
Kinda like when he wonders where his girl been, she got fukked
Them shots buss, clip unloaded, plot unfolded
The cops were quoted "somebody had to stop the hoeing"
when you don't bow to a king, it's over, shudve kept ya head down
Off with his head now, no more circus, another dead clown
It's the United Stated fukking Govt versus Sadaam Hussein
Or Vladimir fukking Putin versus ha haa Ukraine
I bet you thought youre respected, I had to hurt your status
I'd kill you again in hell, Satan be like "go ahead and murk that fakkit"

 

[Nick Barnes]

First off just wanna say how all you dudes wack (garbage!)
I could fart to a beat and still sound iller than your raps (shyttin on nikkas!)
Ant live think he tough just yackin bout a strap (p*ssy!)
When I ride around with grenades in a backpack (ughhhh!)
Y'all a bunch of 40 year old virgins rappin over Wu beats (corny!)
And Marcozen mad cause I gave his mamma the beats (she soft!)
I ain't Lebron James but a nikka stay with the heat (bang bang!)
The way I run through bytches I need a signature cleat (nikes!)

 

[AntLive1981]

Murk that fakkit? Watch Live squirt that 'matic
@Marcozen cabbage, he in a bag frozen status
It's loads of traffic, tryin to ride on me this road is tragic
My mode is savage, ya flow average,I blow his back in
It's wack when inferior pens try reelin you in
I'm off the hook, these awful rooks in they feelings again
Who gassed Marc who let the helium in?
Blast Marc back of Pathmark, his heart cartwheel from within
His torso, this poor soul's ho's port hole's
"tapped" more than Morse Code, n joes don't gotta look like Boris Ko
Or Morris Chest, the whore just desperate, you're a peasant
Explore a method, to not be on the floor just headless
You want a war just beckon the kid, effortless win
I ever get pinched, ya Mom'll cut the check for defense
Though I X'd her prince, he asked for it
He wanted daps on rap boards, Live put his collapse on fast- ford(forward)!

 

[observe]

You know how it is..when a n*gga on his square biz/
Not trying to get trapped up with the derelicts/
That was cool when you was younger/
Outside drinking all day in the heat of the summer/
fukk that shyt n*gga got bills to pay/
Old friends trying to kick it trying to lead you astray/
I'd rather be at the crib with a red box flick/
Or be with a chick on some red fox slick/
Ahhhh shyt these n*ggas is calling me whipped/
Cuz I don't wanna hear you when I'm calling a chick/
I wake up, go to work, come home, I'm on my J.O.B/
Y'all n*ggas all in the streets hollering M.O.B/
I'm a be on my square biz like Teena Marie/
Y'all n*ggas must think my freedom is free/
I work hard for a living/
My policy is to get out of poverty/
So pardon my decision/

 

[AntLive1981]

You know how it is..when a n*gga on his square biz/
Not trying to get trapped up with the derelicts/
That was cool when you was younger/
Outside drinking all day in the heat of the summer/
fukk that shyt n*gga got bills to pay/
Old friends trying to kick it trying to lead you astray/
I'd rather be at the crib with a red box flick/
Or be with a chick on some red fox slick/
Ahhhh shyt these n*ggas is calling me whipped/
Cuz I don't wanna hear you when I'm calling a chick/
I wake up, go to work, come home, I'm on my J.O.B/
Y'all n*ggas all in the streets hollering M.O.B/
I'm a be on my square biz like Teena Marie/
Y'all n*ggas must think my freedom is free/
I work hard for a living/
My policy is to get out of poverty/
So pardon my decision/

Real shyt.

 

[IronFist]

up

 

[observe]

What's that funk coming out the trunk the bass knocking/
I could level the concrete on any street that I'm mobbin/
The hoes jocking they flocking to the sound/
Baby was cute so you know I did a turn around/
Pull up to the curb, what's ya name girl?/
She said, you futuristic, not from this same world/
Uhhhhhh I guess I'm just a Alien/
Paint look like green goo on this Mercedes Benz/
I swerve in outta lanes 5 miles per hour/
From eastmont mall to the Eiffel Tower/
@yo moms hooked me up with the London connect/
Cuz @yo moms got a ton of respect/
@ChrisDorner with the crisp dollars/
@BrothaZay in a cripped up impala/
@2Quik4UHoes like a scholar/
@Phoenix_Knightly23 holla, @Desirous a shout out/
See ya when I see ya, when I'm touring on my cash route/
@Gunshi keep ya ass out, trying to one star a thread/
I'm a knock ya bytch ass out..stars in ya head/

 

[IronFist]

got something in a minute.

 

[IronFist]

9 cycles 27 moons, antidote for the sickness
forever the un-betterment for the ignorant to assume
The power of the mind, yeah thats Fist,
Chinky-Eye Coligistro, mentally civilize the hood conglomerate of the 5 & 6
decipher the writers poem overstand the context clues
These are universal precepts which are the 12 jewels ----HEED---
mental seeds, strength of verbose- supercede germinate and take roots
Positive Thought, Positive Outcome ;
Negative Thought , Negative Outcome
hence the nature of the bearers and it fruit



might have to expand and stretch some bars

 

[IronFist]

ayo @MurdaMa$$ i think we need to make another


Diss That Coli Poster In A Freestyle Thread


:demonicmeth:


wrote something at work


AND


a couple of posters are going to fade to black................8 people to be exact

 

[Mass]

ayo @MurdaMa$$ i think we need to make another


Diss That Coli Poster In A Freestyle Thread


:demonicmeth:


wrote something at work


AND


a couple of posters are going to fade to black................8 people to be exact

i Aint got no issues with no one breh, its all love over hurr