This is a freestyle thread on a positve tip. A place where creative minds can collaborate and be appreciated for their lyrical depth. A place where creative lyricism falls on appreciative ears . But first, let's lay down some rules.
1. No plagerism
2. No swear words. True lyricists can feel me on this.
3. No hatin/dissin on other Emcees. Only constructive critiques.
4. No battles. This isn't a battle thread.
5. No raps about guns and Gangsta style, it's played out.
6. Props are allowed, but no dickriding
1. All textstyles should have atleast one bar (4lines) flowing off the previous textstyle posted.
2. Minimum posts of 1bar / Maximum 10bars
3. If you want to comment, do it AFTER your 1bar. We have to keep the cypher flowing.
Guess I should go first since I started the thread. I'll just throw a few bars to get things going,
Check my divine light I shine with time temporary/
Convey more brillance than 100 stars of the Binary/
As i freak flows... with more tactics than Shannon Doherty/
Scaring Tori because she didn't get in the Aaron Spelling sorority/
Here's a reality check for MC's I decompoze/
While performing lyrical lobotomy with my cerebral flows/
Scalp your cortex structure, to deliver a message thats spiritual/
Its ritual... for me to convey my thoughts habitual/
Ignorin' me is what smacked a few fools witless
got more politicians on my "wish they'd get hit" list
spit this clear and crisp, exemplify rap fitness
mighty healthy like Ghostface, good for you to hear this.....
I'm glad I heard this, J. Thorn just tagged me in/
And now I'm about to let my contemplation begin/
With rich Politicians, driving in their Bentleys/
I'm coming with more Ghostface than Casper the Friendly/
Coincidentally... give Bush a verbal backhand slap/
Out of the Pentagon into the Octagon/
With my Utimate fight raps, I choke hold him until he taps/
You're all invited to the freak show; WHy, where, and When?
Goggle at the politicians, at the white house, full of white men
Everybody ready tommorow, get ready a pebble
Pelt the Hell House; we've needed to, "it was inevidble"
Give the polidicks* a peice of our brain
Do it without coming home witha blood stain
If one brown man can free a whole country in nonviolence
So can we, show the politicains no more siolence
Get your voice heard about political issues
War in Iraq, bothers getting bullets through their tissues **
Homelessness, they got money for killing
But dont have no money to help the poor living
No jobs here in the Us, they're all overseas
On top of that the world is filled with disease
Instead of finding a cure for the worlds epidemics
We're forced here to abide by the decisions of politics
*Sorry if d**k is too vulgar. I can change it if I need to.
**As in flesh
That is one of THE most unorganized rhymes I've written. Dont stay up till 1'o'clock sweatdrop
But that ain't half the problem of the good ol' USA
the country of equality, psh..that's what they say
It's hard to know fact from fiction anyways...nowadays
Cause all they in for is that greenish paper, cause it pays
with all these government conspiracies, what they got to hide?
And to think, these are the people that with our money we confide
In God we trust, cause the government ain't got our back
They got us watching it, like we in first on a racetrack
We pledging allegience to the paper, cause we ain't really pledging to tha flag
They's people losin' they lives for our comfort, but all we do is nag
America's a country where backwardness reigns
We are the cause of our own and others pains...
(sorry it's late as heck, and that's all I could think up sweatdrop )
I take the reigns of backwardness and eliminate your pain/
Sustain... your lifeforce with power I maintain/
Through metahors, Like Edgar Allen Poe's "Leanor"/
Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore... nevermore"/
If America was a bull, I'd be a matador/
Slaying cattle with my soul's lyrical rappoire/
But yo, with these negative thoughts I reverse polarity/
One love to all my people who give to charity/
My style is a rarity... pure and abstract/
If I was the gingerbread man no one could catch my act/
The fact... that my rhymes had an impact/
On your mental relapse/
Like Hank Gathers at the freethrow, you just collapse/
From the overload of the brain's synapse/
The splatter of grey matter deciphering raps/
Wow, I must be tired. I apologize for my excuse of a flow on this one.
 Nevermind, I think I like this one after re-reading it.
its a cycle of violence, that's the way it goes
sending more troops over seas, to raise the death toll
dehumanizing the American public, claiming their the enemy
when we should have looked above it, even while our president plays a role
with selfish intentions that's how it always goes
next thing you know the button pressed, nuclear warhead armed!? Can you guess what's next?
all the while brothers chasing a dream, veins infected on making green
while mothers cry at night haunted by ghetto dreams
i guess its so hard to deal with the struggling
even though we grasp on to those precious things, smiles of children can melt anything
maybe we need to take a moment to sing? heal the world or recite words from Martin Luther king
attitudes need to change from acting so callous, cause tomorrow will bring nothing but greed and malice
we need to clean up this mess like our name was Alice, before we can take a sip from that sacred chalice...
(after the alice part i went blank hehehe sorries, darn was trying to get under carmel post and aol crash peice of worthless ::kicks aol!:: wheesweatdrop )
I show class like a columbine student/
surprise attacks when people relax, so scared they go impudent/
With my language of verbals I always stay fluent/
I work angles like Dilated, with styles thats congruent/
they got me worried for young kids that fight the president's war*
so many buried over stupid things like money and oil
now the prices of gasoline done rose sky high
so can ya justify the reason that so many troops died
it's because of terrorism? please I see right through the disguise
its because ya father didn't finish so this is to boost up his pride**
and you sit there all in comfort while our babies loosing their lives
pretending you after terrorist when here's where they hide
crooked cops peel the caps of many innocent blacks
unarmed negro, 21 shots how do you explain that??***
*George W Bush's father in didn't finish the war with Saddam
**same as above
***remember Amadu Diallo?
The president needs to recook his noodle
And search for better answers faster than he can type Google.
If we won the so-called war with Iraq
Then why aren't we happily bringing all our soldiers back?
How many days are we going to continue?
Iraq is not the only arena, it's only one venue.
America is tired of paying the price
for all the stuff you didn't release to us through Condolessa Rice.
If you can't appreciate the rules I laid down, then thank you for your time. Now back to the flows...
I flip the script with my ill word connection/
Use the internet to display my lyrical perfection/
As I'm perplexing minds, like my name was Albert Einstein/
With the creativity of Leonardo Davinci combined/
Thunder Foot transform... with the power of Optimus Prime/
Using Energon to convey my thought process over the computer line/