Rap fans, this is my freestyle

[Suckmedry]

bump. nmnnnnnnn

[dj Ramos]

[-The Glove-]

Get at Stones and RWK...I think they'll slaughter you. No offense, of course.

[Suckmedry]

Get at Stones and RWK...I think they'll slaughter you. No offense, of course.

i think i already messed around with stones once.

[DARKSEID]

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

lol

keep working at it dude

Edit: Hey while we're on the topic, what do you guys think about mine?

I've known black widow queens with poisonous excretions
who draw in men's souls to commit unholy treasons
may God gird up my soul, protect me from their fallacy
To act with strength and wisdom reinforced with gallantry
the venom from afar lures with paralyzing sweetness
men in want of heart, no knowledge of self-weakness
i'll fight these she devils until my last breath
hold on to the end and try to cheat death
past eternity where there is nothing left for a warrior soul
and only love, not lust will stand as my only true goal

I don't care enough to make another thread but I do care a little- enough to be curious what others might think.

[SplitSecond]

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

the days where rappers talk about killing people is dead, we all know half of them is soft as tissue paper

[AKATheMack]

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

I dont feel that much at all to be honest. I gotta be able to feel the music, and that takes more than a big vocabulary and the ability to make large words rhyme.

[SplitSecond]

the big mack attack with that lyrical crack that leave nyggas in scraps
showin off the grills to let u know the bite is as real as the bark

i dunno why i did that, mack's avatar and username made me do it

[AKATheMack]

I remember Sunday mornings headed to church, Grandma would take me
On my knees praying daily, but nobody could save me
I gotta quit livin this life for my babies
I walk the fine line between gifted and crazy
Believe in every word that I speak yea the pains real
You can understand why I cain deal, but do you know why I bang steel?
Minor arguments turn to bloody occurrences
What started as phone beefin got my homie servin a murder bid
That hurt me big, hold on while I roll up and burn this bitch
Unable to make legal money got me feelin like a worthless prick
I love these kids, so I refuse to see them go without
Urged to pull them toasters out, but trying to go a different route

Im too high.

[$Bullsfam$]

The rhymes seem decent I just can't really judge because flow means almost everything to me. Some rappers have some damn good lyrics but the their is straight garbage so I can't stand to listen to them.

I'd have to hear it.