Freestyle.

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What is it about life that people like?
Killers like to take a knife and take your life,
thugz like to shoot you when you murder them on the mic,
skaters and bmx's like bustin tricks on the halfpipe with their bikes,
gothic people dont like to fight and most of the girls are dykes,
im sure you think its typical for me to be stereotypical,
im just telling you what i see everyday in school,
everyone lets black people run them over and they think they rule,
i dont think thats ****s cool and i think thos people are fools,
mexicans are even more stupid running from big horned bulls,
most "ganstas" are just wankstas that sit on the street smellin like a mule.....

If you think your cool, sit back and read this **** ,im tired of people talkin bout pulling their tool.

TSS
 
Originally posted by Ghost C
...Why is it "kinda sad"? If you can't actually contribute something to the thread, you shouldn't contribute anything at all.
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I was actually considering contributing. I said it was "kinda sad" because this is what I think about rap.

Yeah no music, no beat
Just talking elite
Ha, you think it takes skill?
Hell no, even your mom can do this drill
Dr Seuss drains fade-away jays on me all day
Nothing I can do but sit back and say "No way!"
It' as simple as that
Slap some words together and voila--something phat
I can do it, you can do it, he can do it
Just gotta use your head a little bit

Snap!
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Klos, those are some of the wisest words I've ever heard.

So what if I cant rap?
I'll just keep wearing my baseball cap
This took me no time at all
and was just like staring at my bedroom wall
So now I think I'll go shower
For the next quarter hour

Big Cobb's in the house!
 
One August night, I looked to the sky,
and a large drop of water fell in my eye.
I had looked up to see all of the stars;
if I’d been lucky, I’d’ve even seen Mars.
But not one star had I seen,
For before the night the skies had been green.
Then I saw a great flash and heard a loud rumble;
I thought that a truck might have stumbled.
The siren was sounding in my small town,
the siren that told you to get underground
Before I knew it I was soaking wet;
This storm was beginning to pose a threat.
I ran to my cellar and then dove in,
it was rather cool and damp within.
Then from outside I heard a loud noise;
like a train on tracks- not like those toys.
Within moments I heard smashes and clatters
from parts of my house, large pieces of matter.
Then there was silence as I opened the door
for the storm and my house were no more.


wrote that a couple years ago for a poetry project, but it counts... :D
 
Originally posted by Jpec07
One August night, I looked to the sky,
and a large drop of water fell in my eye.
I had looked up to see all of the stars;
if I’d been lucky, I’d’ve even seen Mars.
But not one star had I seen,
For before the night the skies had been green.
Then I saw a great flash and heard a loud rumble;
I thought that a truck might have stumbled.
The siren was sounding in my small town,
the siren that told you to get underground
Before I knew it I was soaking wet;
This storm was beginning to pose a threat.
I ran to my cellar and then dove in,
it was rather cool and damp within.
Then from outside I heard a loud noise;
like a train on tracks- not like those toys.
Within moments I heard smashes and clatters
from parts of my house, large pieces of matter.
Then there was silence as I opened the door
for the storm and my house were no more.


wrote that a couple years ago for a poetry project, but it counts... :D
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did that actually happen?
 
Ba da bing
Ba da boom
I've got a new broom
It's really good
It has a tooth
The tooth chews stuff
The tooth is also rough
It won't be any longer
If it keeps chewing like that
Like Al Gore
And his face
It should be in a race
The super stupid face race
He isn't even hip
Like neon_duke
He has a broken one
A broken hip
He took a dip
And it broke
And it hurt
And Ghost C farted
It smelled
And I hit him in the face with my belt
And it hurt
 
Originally posted by teamsickspeed
did that actually happen?
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No, but my uncle did have a tornado in his back yard a few years ago, scared the crap out of me when I saw the pictures...
 
Originally posted by sn00pie
Ba da bing
Ba da boom
I've got a new broom
It's really good
It has a tooth
The tooth chews stuff
The tooth is also rough
It won't be any longer
If it keeps chewing like that
Like Al Gore
And his face
It should be in a race
The super stupid face race
He isn't even hip
Like neon_duke
He has a broken one
A broken hip
He took a dip
And it broke
And it hurt
And Ghost C farted
It smelled
And I hit him in the face with my belt
And it hurt
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Hi, my name is knowing how to put together words that rhyme, have we met? I don't think we have.
 
Originally posted by Ghost C
Hi, my name is knowing how to put together words that rhyme, have we met? I don't think we have.
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Shut up, I don't like it when you speak.
 
:lol: I've shown my skills.
Sn00p knows very well how to rhyme words with each other, I haven't seen him break his a,a,b,b,c,c,d,d... rhyme scheme yet...
 
Ghost C, golly gee, you make me want to pee
It's weird how that happens don't you think?
Sometimes I think I'm on the edge, on the brink
I'm really not, I'm merely away from the center
You know how they call you a life-renter?
Yeah, you do obviously, I was just asking rhetorically
Heh, like dude, I can make up words like cretorically
I suggest you try it, it helps with those pesky words
Those words that can't even by rhymed by Gerald Ford
Word up they say when I enter the room
I bring them gloom and doom all the while riding my broom
Now I'm at a loss for words, I'm stuck
I suck
 
Frozen, frozen infant
Frozen, frozen infant

I...Sense I went too far...

Frozen, frozen infant
Frozen, frozen infant


I've got no clue where that came from. Except the frozen, frozen infant part. I know where that came from.
 
C'mon, Ghost C; Get with the rythm, man,
'Cause I know it's more than you can
Do to keep your cool
You might's well be actin' like a fool
With your face all on the floor
Actin' like you ain't never done this before
Well let's see what you can do,
And get it on, I'm bettin' you
Gonna burn like the baby you are
'Cause you ain't gonna get very, very far.
 
Jpec, make sure you can keep the pace
'Cause I'm gonna bust a clip in your face
Leave you with some dimples like Mace
But you ain't gonna get his fan base
And I'm gonna catch a case
Because I put you in your place
Gonna blast you into outerspace
Then I'll have another track to lace
 
Ooh, you gettin' with the groove,
But you ain't that smooth.
I'll take you to the grave,
which is what you'll crave
When I'm done with you, fool
You ain't no more than a tool
For me to demonstrate how it is done
Now sit back, relax, folks; let's have some fun.
 
Originally posted by Jpec07
Ooh, you gettin' with the groove,
But you ain't that smooth.
I'll take you to the grave,
which is what you'll crave
When I'm done with you, fool
You ain't no more than a tool
For me to demonstrate how it is done
Now sit back, relax, folks; let's have some fun.
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dude you sound like a nun witha gun,
you nice at times, and i have just begun,
why you trying to call my man ghost C out?
you wanna invite him over for a cook out?
are you gay, u want his attention?
but theres one thing wrong, hes not in your dimenision,
he made your mother have an abortion,
you didnt know about that did you, quit sitting there making ur calculation,
"that cant be true" is your citation,
ur sitting there confused as you read this" how is he coming up with these combinations"
so much complication,this compliation, with so much complextion,
you need to quit reading there is no comprehension,
its like im a program with this hot ass configuration,
congratulation to my congregation, your words wont come out, like constipation,
im finished.. this is the end to my hot ass creation
 
Well, Mr. T, you know what do
But I will end you before this is through
I haven't got time for someone who poses
To rap like a pro, but I guess I suppose it's
Not your fault, that you've found the rhyme
But I'd step down, before I ran out of time
To compose a new rythm; what you can't do
So I suppose I'll just step over you.
So, Mr. T, let's see what you've got
But I think that you'll wish that we'd never fought.
 
Light is right at night, with sight of a mic in the hand of good emcees
Rolling out dollars while the cop yells freeze
Ran twenty blocks till the cops caught up with the harasser
The man didn't stop, only ran faster
The cop shot the glock and the clock struck one
The young man fell under the spot of the afternoon sun
My son
It's only just begun
The journey's far from done
I'm ready to stop the fun
So grip the gun/ tighter
And I'll become the world's greatest lyrical fighter

My rhyming will take me to places
let me see the faces
Of all the different races
It makes my life filled with aces
And it all embraces
Look through the pages
Going through the phases
Running through the bases
In my mind it all raises
A high intelligence
Keeping it all in relevance

Keep it brave
Control the rage
Breaking the mic at my young age
Let's Face Off like Travolta and Nicholas Cage
Set the stage

Put the cameras at angles
Put it like this so it dangles
We'll put a chair right there
Hey, handle those guns with care
Make sure you get enough air
I'm ready to take the mic
and set it all right
 
I'm glad to see that you showed up on the scene
But honestly, son, You don't get what it means
To mingle rythm and rhyme into a perfect mixture
So I will do my best to show you the picture
You gotta go with the flow, and follow the rythm
Of the beat in your head, and then you can give 'em
A show that they, indeed, will never forget
And fill the other rappers' faces with regret
Now is the time for me to go
But before I leave I thought you should know
The whole world does not turn solely on rap
This stuff is a paste to fill in the gap
Between poetry and music, the words are key
But to have the song, you need a melody.
 
I dunno. I caught some sort of syncapation earlier, I have no clue how I ripped off that rhyme...
 
Originally posted by Jpec07
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didnt know holmes had that much rythm,
but you dont understand, Ive had that since baptism,
ill eat you up on the mic like cannibalism,
your mother found out and turned to alcoholism,
now that you got murdered,police found out, and im in prison,
its your fault for digesting these rhymes and being diagnosed with botulism
its not your fault you were raised in bisexuallism,
i actually feel bad for you, that you were in a state of absolutism,
absolute that noone could beat you, that was raised in catholicism.
well I just did... so good bye , id hate for you to go into a state of cataclysm
 
Originally posted by Jpec07
meh, I lost the syncapation; I can't find it anywhere!
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lol.. your really not that bad though.. we need judges... cuzz personally i think you and ghost c, and klos are better then me,
oh **** that ryhmed,
i ryhme all the time
and not even know it,
ima stop now before i blow it
 

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