Freestyle, baby!

[Purple Sizzurp]

Get the birds uptown,
hit the pike, break 'em down
sell 'em all around
buy a couple of pounds
on the, grey hound wit a new trey pound
pitchin like im on the mound (niccA)

This is Brooklyn blood, purple in the cup ...
here to take over the cypher and fuck all you punks...
first off lets start with thta nigga HTFREE...
the only part of you thats sick is ya HIV...
demolish that nigga is already whaq,...
Rock$ nigga, you shudda came hard destroyin these cats...
M16? nigga the west coast died wit pac...
and the first tiem it was a easide nigga that got him shot...
m16 ima say this over my breath ...
your a female, the onyl thing you missin is breasts...
Miami slim? you claim you aint like the rest yo ugot lead?...
you a hustler, you just missin the bread (haha)...
iller that thou? fuck it im iller then wow...
when niggas hear my punch lines they say holy cow...
I score birds in New York, and head out of town ...
im off the curb that mean im out the mound...
Dymonik nigga ima call you Dominique...
slip a bomb in ya drink and then kill you at ya peak...
since you dont want the music to stop ....
better off you die happy then in the middle of the block...
Diverse Syndicate im like a card set, i stick...
take ya watch money and your fuckin poker chips...
Barz and penstripes you and got no stripes...
I been to jail 3 times i know how to fight...
TIresias, or w.e the fuck his name is (theresa)...
ill leak that nigga in 3 spots his fluid be drainin ...
shots in the air den fall down like it rainin...
you call it makin trouble and stealin i call it maintaining...
i take the tooler out and start painting...
standin on the corner til lmy fuckin muscles achein....


Wadup Rock$
eastcoast for life Fuck m16, Fuck LA New york nigga Bk

[Lyrical Demon]

dawg im new hot, on the spot holdin rocks//
and if i aint slangin then im bangin a bitch sweatin my cock//
im on top, ima lyrical demon, poe's raven and telltale heart//
i'll kick ya chest give ya teff a jumpstart//
and when i blast, the bullet'll pass//
y'all niggaz actin more than luda in da movie crash// haha
e-thugs n netcees get all cleaned out n empty//
but bodies in bags like GLAD and HEFTY// ouch
yea im new, but not to be screwed wit//
you can catch me behind the tints in DJ Clue's whip//
Jay Z called me up and told me to ghostwrite on a Kanye beat//
cuz me and kanye from chi town so im lyrically slappin bitches on the cheek// uh-oh
and by bitches i mean these cats claimin to spit flame//
ima stick a ruler up yo ass so you can git ya shit straight// OOOH
im on fire like g-unit's song, im fly like lloyd//
i'll put a bullet thru ya brain, make u a lame, your rhymes'll be null-and-void//
and if i put a hollow tip thru neck, you'll be paraplegic//
i'll empty your body out for u like ur bulemic//
im fuckin around and sum gutta shit like belly//
i'll make u niggaz scared to show face like nelly// haha

holla at tha boi

[Wawe]

Gentlemen hold up, no need to lose composure
Your lyrics need cleaning, but Dub's here to show ya
Your mascara's running, half you rappers need closure
Crying about dick riding ain't the way of a soldier
I told ya before, I shoot straight from the hip
Never loosen the grip, choke emcee's halfway through their clip
Y'all go and buy a heater just to say you got one
Mofucka I'm from Texas we make glocks in Shop 1
I spit like a sniper, never leave undecided the winner
Aim the mic at people speaking from ass, it's like they pull my own trigger
Like a lyrical rapist, have emcees feeling broken and trashed
Leave your breathing a gasp, cover your face with ether-soaked rags

--Warming up, been awhile.

[Young lecks]

i feel like im stuck in garbage can
everyone here is trash/
War of Words cus i appeared in a flash/
internet ganstas click and type,more bitch types
for me to hit? right/
im here because im
i'm known to explore when im bored,
of course your a whore if your metaphores
only explain a lifestyle thas not yours/
all ur rhymes are pathetic limited
the next lil fagget read it and mimic'ed/
thats how a lame fakes it
your flow is fake
ike the rain in da matrix/
i know you want to get more whips and chains
than a dominatrix/
but you broke dog,
just rhyme about living in ya moms basement/

i see nobody.one

[RoX-aka-kgh]

Im so hot i live on top of the sun
just me and my gun, and a couple of model bitches that swallow cum
if i pop it once I guarantee ya ass is done
only go to earth to have some fun
even the OG's run, cuz they know I BANG!!! more than william hung
i'll leave you all sown with broken bones
you bleedin so much that the blood bank gotta give you a loan
call me ROX my name etched in stone
I only ride alone, but i got plenty of niggas to swarm ya home
i go threw more paper then a sick nigga do KLEEN EX
on da block i be like, now which fien is next
give me that green if you want that white
and i'll promise you something better than sex, that can last all night

[Mono]

Niggas is dead basically lyin,come to thread and start cryin
I roar as the king like a lion,wit more potential the Joe Ryan
I hit you up lyrical,wit punchline manafolds the make it spiritual
visicious connections,got you goin in different derection
that you created a traffic jam at an intersection,and my collection
theres no protecion,or detection,I won the Battle king election
if you try and switch you need to re think ya selection
massive verses,spit it like curses,so sick you need nurses
yo flows is lower than worthless,you walk wit gucci purses
that are violet,I'm the captin of the boat on a plane I'm da piolt
conclude until you remain silent,are until the punches get over violent
ya comrades don't support ya thesis or state of mind
I'm gon drop in five but you can take your time
I drop dimes,you drop nickles,I make you frezze up like popsicles
yall busted like popped pimples,it's not simple,I give you a 3rd dimple
and a second gun to ya temple,heres a hint foo,check the mail I sent u
hop in the rental,jet back to da venue,put it in ya name order the menu
I blow dudes out like candals,by now you know I'm what you can't handle
I pop you wit the 50 calibur and you start to flip flop like sandals
Don't like the station change the channel,befor we dis hand you
now who wanna be brave enuff too say they next
flow is too complex,watch as I correct,as the king of Text

[Rock$]

nigga
im the lyrical king, no one takin the crown
hustlas hate me, po- lice wanna take me downtown
juvenile as a lil nigga, go to jail as a adult
when the knife come out, Lick Wid go head and call the nurse
freezein niggas up liek popsicles?, man, Wayne said it
you drop dimes, i drop OZ's man forget it
i keep my bitches freezed up and purple gucci
as long they let me hurt the coochie
and as for punch lines you cnat touch mine ill leave you amazed
liek you was in a K-hole staring into space
thats all nice and sweet when the words come out
but when the gun come out, you herbs is out
Money sign, Escalade on dubs, thats a must be
and i dint get the EXT, that shit is ugly... nicca

[2hot2handle]

The heart in me is a part of me
The real thoughts engage quickly
Swiftly determining ideas to write
As my brain storms to ignite
The lightning shocks the brain
Thats fighting to remain...
On the topic to not outshine
The real message I speak in lines
To become better and not let go
Or else I turn soft like jello
Many cells in my brain feels locked
Stuck in process like jail cells blocked
Cant escape and keep thoughts coming
Cause ya then spit but out comes nothing

[Foreshadow]

Planned out & planned in
The planet turns with wind
Solar axis works most the time
12 hours the sun only shines
Just something to pass the time
I can't free for a fuckin dime
Screamin hello wheres my mellow yellow
Biatch I want a fuckin drink
From a fruit punch sink
made of gold that shines alot
So kiss the dick of my brand new robot

[Syco]

iz it life or technology dats gives me pain//cant lisein to no one wats goes in and comes out ma brain//i shine hard enough to make a bitch go blind// im washington hieghts devil sumthin u wont eva find//want a gun war u aint fuck wit me//ma bullet go through u and comes in 3-d//i made game and money straight through poverty//and the guns and bullets took me and made me//ya;ll just hating mayb cuz ya think im a white boy// son ya besta run im lkike a devil toy//ill make sure the u run and c me in hell//make u brake in peaces like humpty dumpty fell//i could b in love i could go through hate// but for ya haters out there let me put it straight//fuck ya'll bicthes i hope ya die and burn//once u enter ma klane u have made a wrong turn//


Syco For Life

[Foreshadow]

Perfect
How many ways can you describe it
Can it come from nothing & arrive with
A matching outfit & new toys
But that's not perfect because daddy deploys
Fake ass things to make me like him
He's not perfect at all & I dont like him

[Syco]

shoot reload run through the park//itz hard to live in the perfect dark//i need sumthing dat shines dats good and bright// something dat would at last let me c the light//shit on me dat aint the devils will// we run we shoot we came here to kill// ma group called verbal assassains come through u//same shit over and over dat shit dont come thru

[Syco]

ay yo foreshadow// i like them rhymes and how they give in flow// im new dats tru// but nothing stopping me to get through//alil help wont hurt to b in and joined up// some people hate me i dont give a fuck//but tru lines tru fines come wit me//c a new rapper our everyones destiny

[Vicious Breed]

Yo yo..
I sit here a spit due to the boredom, os im here droppin a freestyle
Haven't dopr a free in awhile but shit, im here to fuck up syco's data file
Dam herb spits weith no flow or structure its anoying learn to structure
Ur rhymes r versatile i cna flip em on u, i destroy u and ur infastructure
I dis like u just cause u cant do shit, uruseless just like ur pencil dick
Kid try to elevate and freestyle again cuase in a battle u won't b sick
More like the one getting ripped into by someother fuckin herb
I look at and see a lil preppy mothafucka who should be curbed
I hit u form behind catching ur dumass off guard, watch u fall
Laugh cause u knocked the fuck out, call it a k-o, start to crawl
Grab on to my legs and pleed for me not to harm u, to let u rap
Sorry but that shit isn't happen ur crap, u deserve some daps

[Foreshadow]

Laying out my destination with full force
I'll have married women filing for divorce
Nothing special in this rhyme but look
I'll drop flames on a newbie name like hook
Never shook or shaked bake the bake
Rumble young man rumble