The Freeflow Sticky

[Caz_Nova]

Drone4

girl, I can't live not seeing you, its our future
can't be just friends, thats like Chinese water torture
wanna be together like Boris and Natasha
love burning like a swastika
we can be the great wall and the black forest
a lovely arrangement like something from a florist
i want you forever, not just a visit
its true love, i don't just want to hit it
its evil to just to keep me single
being without you is like being hit with shingles
like being popped like pringles
like cut off my jewels holding them in front of me letting them jingle
but its true my love
good love, great love? all of the above
this is that life changing s**t, it didn't happen overnight
i can picture us down the road, husband and wife
you wanna be in love, want to hold someone right?
let me be the one to be your light
fight by fight
plight by plight
we'll get through it all
but i'll be gone this fall
here's my love, take it now, or never
this is that love s**t, treat you more than a booty, more like my treasure
i won't pressure you to do anything
not unless you have a wedding ring
thats the damn thang
a little wedding and our own little song to sang
just let us be together, for now, til time ends
right here is where it begins

Separate your verses. Line breaks will make it seem more focused. I can see the basic point but it starts to fade near the end, Like the imagery is stronger at the beginning, and then you kinda let it go.

If yopu start with strong Metaphors try and keep them going through the entire piece.

That's just advice.

[scrubhead9]

somebody c'mon lets battle

[DragonStylez]

dont talk s**t or walk crip i chalk grip and hawk spit
my aim to contradict, and educate these hypocrites
from play thugs thats fakin to heads of our nation
im fed up lost patience with lies and with hatin
i see niggas kill niggas and soldiers kill figures
insurgent guerillas, damn we just pull triggers
and greed is the reason for murder and thievin
for lyin, decivin, and backwards believein
materialistic hood fiends and corporate machines
desacrate dreams in the name of whats green
that money, that paper, to get it they'll rape ya
they'll shoot ya, they'll stake ya, and tear out ya treachea
and whats really trife, are the lies they'll tell ya wife
how they valued you life and mourn with her in this time of strife
but what about peace, so many eyes are draped with fleece
we need to be our own police and bring the nonsense to a cease
we hide our face and we cower, we takin ignorance showers
its said that knowledge is power, did you know s**t can grow flowers...
and Bushes..... whole political gardens, people in the world starvin
the earth a turkey we carvin, but we treat africa, like a martian like marvin
ignore the hiv and genocide cuz aint no oil up inside
we took their diamonds for a ride, but iraq is where we now collide
the ghetto ******** up as well, its where the hopelessness dwells
sendin each other to hell, by either bull-s**t beef, or that product we sell
don't split foes or hit hoes i skit shows and spit flows
tell you s**t you ought to know, hopefully, i help ya mind to grow

[DJ Twissta]

why is it that some people know great advise
but what there doin is smoken now that aint very nice
its like eating rice
but then u add ketchup
now to me I'd rather Clean up
so why do something bad
when I watch that sometimes I get real sad
its times like this when there life grows short
when u have barly any time for comfort
there movin soon
just like the big full moon

with my sister smoking
my mind is just blowin
cause things we were hopin
might not happen
as time flyies her hearts just not tappin
her wings aint a flappin
I dont want her to be dead
with all this on my mind its hard to go to bed
its like I"m dyin with her like I"m not bein fed
we barly had any good times togather
I'm havin seconts thoughts of us storming threw any thing no matter the weather

at times she aint floatin like a feather
but she may not do this or that
but at times she needs a friend to step up and swing that bat
who needs to be there everyday
no matter how she feels in any kinda way

[One Man Cypher]

why do people gotta talk about guns and other crap
they say they got shot when it was just a bitch slap
rap isnt about killing and acting all tight
its about your rhymes and flow not about some pussy ass fights
the violence will never cease it will only increase
like the Black eyed peas said where is the love and peace?
i dont do drugs and shit i express myself through rhymes
shootin a guy sayin you a gangsta aint worth the time
i got enough of these kind of people who cant stay real
they just like little kids, they should stick back to happy meals
im gonna stay in school and get my education
cause im only 13 but i got flows as wide as the nation

[Ms Ishah Boo]

Well lettered, shed my fetters/
Make you regret this vendetta/
My letters better, you sweatin/
Gratin you cheesy, like cheddar/
This s**t is easy, too breezy/
Your rhymes are sleazy, you tease me/
You all a flutter, you stutter/
Your mouth wouldn't melt butter/
Booboo brings the cookie cutter/
Slice up the words that you utter/
******** using razor sharp blades/
Stabbing you with blunted aids/
Tryna patch up with bandaids/
You can't be saved with man-made/
Only Allah gives salvation/
But you ain't part of creation/
Unintended, soul is fake/
b*****d, begot by mistake....

[XxIthunnrxX]

Yo I'm in a battle wit this group across my town... and I been writin some stuff tell me what you think of this.

Ok this first part was featured on a song I did wit this other group towards the ppl I'm beefin wit

Stop the talkin
Them ninas'll bark man
You and your homeboys won't be walkin'
I'ma leave Stanky* six feet deep
Right after DJ ceases to breathe
*Heavy breathing*
Ya'll like the broke Million Dollar man
Had the accedent but couldn't pay for the sugery an
Was never the same again
I'm twsitin your flows like they was chicks
Get Slim B off that blow and off the streets from my fist
Who better than this
Not your weak clique
Addin J.J. to your roster Finito Finished
Ya'll should just quit
Before somebody end up in a ditch

Ok this is on my own seperate song that I'm writing now.

I've got talent and potential
I'm the best with the pencial
Ya'll niggas workin with sticks don't know what you into
You want something sick and twisted
My rhymes fit the description of it.
My clique takin over this year
Ya'll niggas v****a catchin goneria
My pen sick the paper catches a cold
Put my song to your ears to the headphones blow
I make niggas mind freeze then chop up they flow
It's like I got shizophrenia I never spit the same ya know
Everytime they get used to my flow I switch
I flowsmooth like I'm in the road pushin a six
I don't even know why ya'll riddin my p***k
Well I got the fix
You actin like a chick
Find K-Squad they'll let you suck on it
You think I'm not hot don't worry I'll get better
My one liners knock niggas out need advils the size of alkaselzer
It's about TIME I show you what the south REALLY bout
Really more than time to kick these female dogs out
Half these boys run around talkin bout me like they got doubt
They don't really feel that way just love to run they mouth
See Kiss say rappers be lyin in 85% of they rhymes
So I kill K-Squad 85% of the time
All hlaf of ya'll can do is brag and boast
Ya'll been riddin me now It's time to grab your sadles and get ghost
Cuz I could hardly lose to thses jokers
Couldn't find a match for me in a room full of smokers
And J.J. snitch b***h
Snitch how dare you rap about You flooded in your wrist
Snich b***h you ain't seen a nugget since a six peice...
Peace...

How ya'll feel that?

[geebs933]

im to white to make my own raps so i would steal some

[DragonStylez]

my verses come steady, flowin long as spaghetti
i can see yall not ready, shred ya rhymes like confetti
and already, im in your nitemares like im freddy
slicin s**t when i spit, lyrics undoubtably deadly
lyrical beast, im a yeti, verbally sharp like machete
true story, like remy...... joey, tony and geddy
and stylez real, yous a cartoon, like ed, edd, n eddy
so you shouldnt cross my path if ya rhymin is petty
my punchs bamm-bamm..... like the offspring of betty
from bedrock, im top notch have you wishin you met me
from the block tho the net, they say my flow is incredy
and there aint s**t left to say man cuz i said it already

[DJ Twissta]

this is my messege to everyone I was just telling what I thought needs to be said


why are people judging about black or white
why are people doing it every day and night
why do people judge each other everyday
and why does it have go on in anyway
all these questions I ask is becouse of discrimination
to me I dont care if my friends are from a diffrent nation
its the same to me on any day or ecassion
why are people judgin from what there eyes can see
but why cant they just see within the person thats the key
this is my question with strange anwsers
my diffrent veiw with whole diffrent disseases worse then canser
I try to solve these problems in any way I can
I try to become everything it takes to be a man
I work I run
all day in the red hot sun
seeing flare in my eyes
still running with soar thies
searching for anwser that cant be seen
somethings even I dont know well you know what I mean
I try so hard and work and work
but all that ends up happening my anwsers end up being in the dirt
people talk about facial features
but what they cant see is there inner creature
kepp digging with in your self
to find the right anwsers and I'm not talking about commin wealth


(this Is my messege to everyone and I'm sorry If I spelt some things wrong)Please coment and tell people about what I truely feel that needs to be said and thank you for reading this

[XxReNeGaDe_NiTeMaRexX]

<pre><center>Listen, I don't hafta speak profanity, jus' fo' aknowledment/
but u fools speak so much s**t, I wonder how it comes from yo lips/
certainly u ain't got this, so u can't dis about how nice u is/
when u so young, u thought skeetin' meant, "I'll jus' go take a piss/

don't play games, sayin' "Yo, i'sE tEh bEsTeST RaPpeR Out THerE"/
knowin' anyone could kill u, jus' by pullin' out a follicle of ya hair/
judgin' by what I wear, when I gotta better sense of style/
lyrically or apperance B, i'm somethin' u ain' seen in awhile/

go an' pop yo bubble gum w'raps', an' yo "homies" crack a smile/
while u scared to voice yo opinion, I speak inpenetrable truth aloud/
an' u can't be declared hot, as far as I know you're Taco Bell's mild/
u in for a rude awakenin' kid, like I was sin's problem child/

be easy, claimin' that nonsense u spit is considered "TeH GrEAsy"/
believe me I'll take yo lyrics an' put 'em on a sandwich cuz u so cheezy/
after my first out burst punch hits ya chest, u be heavily wheezing/
i'm irritatin' yo gums constantly, like a child was born wit chronic teething/

i'm eatin' whatever pathetic verses u can dish out to feed me/
an' when I 'spit' it back, yo lyrics gon be in a hearse, I defeat thee/
yo definition of ambition, stands only for "I Am Bitchin' "
cuz my style is so unique, u wish u could da one i'm dissin'/

i'm almost rid of yo execution, but I gotta put on da finishin' touch/
I could hold my reputation right in front of u, an' u still could'nt clutch/
u should be grateful u lucky enough to hear a phenominal lesson/
an' the only way to say u heard me, is to hit da submit button/(cuz you should give up now)</center>

[LovesAlex]

I have 1 Question 1.What is a TOS? stare

[p1mpJu1ce]

1_WeiRD_PErsON

why do people gotta talk about guns and other crap
they say they got shot when it was just a bitch slap
rap isnt about killing and acting all tight
its about your rhymes and flow not about some pussy ass fights
the violence will never cease it will only increase
like the Black eyed peas said where is the love and peace?
i dont do drugs and shit i express myself through rhymes
shootin a guy sayin you a gangsta aint worth the time
i got enough of these kind of people who cant stay real
they just like little kids, they should stick back to happy meals
im gonna stay in school and get my education
cause im only 13 but i got flows as wide as the nation

wow dats gud

[BitchesBrew]

A child is born, with no state of mind
Blind to the ways of mankind
God is smiling at you but He's frowning too
Because only God knows what you gon' do
You grow in the ghetto, living second rate
And your eyes will sing a song of deep hate
The places you play and where you stay
Looks like one great big alleyway
You'll admire all the numberbook takers
Duds, pimps and pushers and the big money makers
Driving big cars, spending twenties and tens
And you wanna grow up to be just like them, huh
Smugglers, scramblers, burglars, gamblers
Pickpockets, peddlers, even pan-handlers
You say I'm cool, huh, I'm no fool
But then you wind up dropping out of highschool
Now you're unemployed, all null 'n' void
Walking around like you're Pretty Boy Floyd
Turned stickup kid, look what you done did
Got send up for a eight year bid
Now your manhood is took and you're a Maytag
Spend the next two years as an undercover f**
Being used and abused, to serve like hell
Till one day you was found hung dead in a cell
It was plain to see that your life was lost
You was cold and your body swung back and forth
But now your eyes sing the sad sad song
Of how you lived so fast and died so young

ye i rule i know it!

[Soviet_Viking]