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  • [PLEASE HELP] Rap fans, this is my freestyle

    I came up with this on the spot, and wrote it down. Do you think it is any good?

    Talk **** get hit, you won’t believe how ill leave ya
    Split ya head open with a meat cleaver
    Make ya wish ya parents never conceived ya
    You act all hard
    But you about as hard as Justin bieber
    Unbelievea-Bul the bull**** you talk
    The reason you talk, is cause you cant walk the walk
    Gouge ya eyes out with a ****in fork
    And the alligator I send, the teeth wont be corked
    Fill ya with lead, leave ya dead
    Blood on the bedspread
    Don’t’ give a ****, about the ***** ass feds
    Talk to police, got no place on the streets
    Leave ya dead, bleedin at my seat
    Mother****ers talk ****, bout how they gonna unseat me
    Defeat me
    Unlikely, crikey!, I grab ya like steve Irwin grab the crocodile
    Tie ya to the car, drag you for a quarter mile
    Cut ya up let you bleed for a while
    ill is my style
    sick is my flow
    see the police come
    we be like “ready set go”
    *****es talk **** I be like “suck my dick hoe”
    see the boys I be like “Yo”
    im the wickedest
    you wish you could be as sick as this
    I make ****s laugh like, chris rock
    But that don’t mean, I wont bust the glock
    talk about chickens
    man i got a flock

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    no really um if this isn't a joke....3/10 to be honest.

    too simple
    soft punch lines
    basic lyrics


    dont mean to offend you but that's just how I see it

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    • #3
      you wrote better lyrics than 2pac

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      • #4
        Son , I think you have talent. Would you like to sign with BS records.

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        • #5
          Originally posted by Mr Lucci View Post
          Son , I think you have talent. Would you like to sign with BS records.

          Bs records? sounds legit, im in

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          • #6
            Originally posted by Coast View Post



            no really um if this isn't a joke....3/10 to be honest.

            too simple
            soft punch lines
            basic lyrics


            dont mean to offend you but that's just how I see it
            do better..........

            ..........seriously. I'm not offended, its the net ffs, but if you think its simple and all that, give me an example of something better
            Last edited by Suckmedry; 10-24-2010, 08:05 PM.

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            • #7
              Originally posted by One more round View Post
              do better..........

              ..........seriously. I'm not offended, its the net ffs, but if you think its simple and all that, give me an example of something better
              ha I no rapper but here is an example of a 10/10 flow
              Courtesy of K-Rino

              K-Rino off of his Fear No Evil album

              My raps will shatter anatomical compositions to shrapnel
              Twist you up horizontally, vertically, and diagonal
              I'm the scary one, paragraph killer copied by everyone
              Rappers mangled so bad it turned vultures to vegetarians
              I'm laced with flows so sharp each word places
              Five slashes like a blade that made faces look like K-Swiss
              I flame throw, you maintain the same flow
              In cloud battles I make colored blood stains drip out of the rainbow
              My life get to the point where it don't matter what you spice with
              I'm immune to stab wounds he kept jugging me till the knife quit
              I was foreseen by an Ethiopian queen
              Not in the past but in the future 3017
              I'm a live threat that survived seven hundred twenty five threats
              You witnessing a prelude the real me hasn't arrived yet (ugh uh)
              My rough courses are taught by unseen forces
              In a cold cave with a witch, two leprechauns, and a sorceress
              I transcend, concentrate ya levels no man been standing
              With a cello on my chin playing mentally with my hands in
              When he slept all you heard was mad screams
              Cuz he was dreaming that he kept waking up from bad dreams
              And each dream contained a hundred more dreams with different scenes
              Prolonging paralysis with multiplied recurring themes
              And I do it smooth
              My epilogues making the music move
              Twist your brain up with my hand and mash it back up like a Rubix Cube
              Historical my eloquence is categorical
              Travel thru portals the immortal metaphorical oracle
              Made provisions to purchase ammunition and construct criticism
              And slaughter kitchens where I mass produce apparitions


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                • #9
                  Originally posted by Coast View Post
                  ha I no rapper but here is an example of a 10/10 flow
                  Courtesy of K-Rino

                  K-Rino off of his Fear No Evil album

                  My raps will shatter anatomical compositions to shrapnel
                  Twist you up horizontally, vertically, and diagonal
                  I'm the scary one, paragraph killer copied by everyone
                  Rappers mangled so bad it turned vultures to vegetarians
                  I'm laced with flows so sharp each word places
                  Five slashes like a blade that made faces look like K-Swiss
                  I flame throw, you maintain the same flow
                  In cloud battles I make colored blood stains drip out of the rainbow
                  My life get to the point where it don't matter what you spice with
                  I'm immune to stab wounds he kept jugging me till the knife quit
                  I was foreseen by an Ethiopian queen
                  Not in the past but in the future 3017
                  I'm a live threat that survived seven hundred twenty five threats
                  You witnessing a prelude the real me hasn't arrived yet (ugh uh)
                  My rough courses are taught by unseen forces
                  In a cold cave with a witch, two leprechauns, and a sorceress
                  I transcend, concentrate ya levels no man been standing
                  With a cello on my chin playing mentally with my hands in
                  When he slept all you heard was mad screams
                  Cuz he was dreaming that he kept waking up from bad dreams
                  And each dream contained a hundred more dreams with different scenes
                  Prolonging paralysis with multiplied recurring themes
                  And I do it smooth
                  My epilogues making the music move
                  Twist your brain up with my hand and mash it back up like a Rubix Cube
                  Historical my eloquence is categorical
                  Travel thru portals the immortal metaphorical oracle
                  Made provisions to purchase ammunition and construct criticism
                  And slaughter kitchens where I mass produce apparitions


                  fair enough, that is sick.

                  but he is a professional, i was just messing around a wrote some **** down

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                  • #10
                    Originally posted by dj emz View Post

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