.:: Freakin Flows ::. [CYPHER]

[2TPO]

That was nice for a quick one. 3nodding

[lyricalonslaught]

Thunder Foot

.J.a.z.z.

I try to keep it clean on the scene even when I feel weak.

yo,
keep it clean on the scene, even when I speak...
I might toss a gleek in the mix,
because my vocal spit is complete...
salivating on meek individuals...
devouring their mentality to a state of critical...
proportions, absorbtion of my content...
leads to neuro abortions, forcin...
grey matter out the orofice...
and thats just hypnotic chit chatter...
subliminally suggesting the blessings...
of eternal resting,
transformation to another state of conscious...

( a quick work one. )

irritating lyrics really make me nauseous
homophobic brothas, sleeping with othaz
that the DL, ain't it true for ya mothaz
that she won't be getting grandbabies
from her son cause he's been lately
digressin from the stressin
and the transgressions of the woman he's been messin
with, can you check out the litho-graph
and see what's in ya future?
histories of things i see,
AIDS, gonorrhea, and HIV
posted up on walls so undelicately
matching pink tops with honey pots
and rose petals
unforgettable, regrettable
life decisions u make, a lotta bull
maybe it's because you spendin ya time
with some dude name Cuttable
taking it to his hole
and shoving ya mole
up his doodyhole
if that's ya time's role.
man, ain't that the life
cause you could do the same with ya wife
in your real life,
humor me with the strife
and the backtalk
a marriage has to offer
while she criticizes ya life
and you scoff her
waiting patiently to the time when u can off her
and be with ya knight in shining pink armor
knowing that the consquences of ya actions
could be dire
going right down to the wire
for hire
DL man, you will expire
coming to the end of your days,
and i see you as a liar,
momentously hiding away from the world
and when you are judged
but believe, you won't budge,
when ya days of sodomy
and autonomy
sit still miraculously
when ya days are nothing but a memory.

that seems more like a poem than flow, but poems are nothing but raps w/o music, holla. (Note: this flow was not intended to insult any and all who lead alternative sexual lives.) biggrin

[Hugo Romani]

lyricalonslaught

Thunder Foot

.J.a.z.z.

I try to keep it clean on the scene even when I feel weak.

yo,
keep it clean on the scene, even when I speak...
I might toss a gleek in the mix,
because my vocal spit is complete...
salivating on meek individuals...
devouring their mentality to a state of critical...
proportions, absorbtion of my content...
leads to neuro abortions, forcin...
grey matter out the orofice...
and thats just hypnotic chit chatter...
subliminally suggesting the blessings...
of eternal resting,
transformation to another state of conscious...

( a quick work one. )

irritating lyrics really make me nauseous
homophobic brothas, sleeping with othaz
that the DL, ain't it true for ya mothaz
that she won't be getting grandbabies
from her son cause he's been lately
digressin from the stressin
and the transgressions of the woman he's been messin
with, can you check out the litho-graph
and see what's in ya future?
histories of things i see,
AIDS, gonorrhea, and HIV
posted up on walls so undelicately
matching pink tops with honey pots
and rose petals
unforgettable, regrettable
life decisions u make, a lotta bull
maybe it's because you spendin ya time
with some dude name Cuttable
taking it to his hole
and shoving ya mole
up his doodyhole
if that's ya time's role.
man, ain't that the life
cause you could do the same with ya wife
in your real life,
humor me with the strife
and the backtalk
a marriage has to offer
while she criticizes ya life
and you scoff her
waiting patiently to the time when u can off her
and be with ya knight in shining pink armor
knowing that the consquences of ya actions
could be dire
going right down to the wire
for hire
DL man, you will expire
coming to the end of your days,
and i see you as a liar,
momentously hiding away from the world
and when you are judged
but believe, you won't budge,
when ya days of sodomy
and autonomy
sit still miraculously
when ya days are nothing but a memory.

that seems more like a poem than flow, but poems are nothing but raps w/o music, holla. (Note: this flow was not intended to insult any and all who lead alternative sexual lives.) biggrin

((My first flow in freakin flows...))

Quote:

when ya days are nothing but a memory.

A memory of past days that will enevitably.
Help you change your ways to the greatest extremety.
So i exchange verses for upgrades on my minds capacity.
Dropping text like my words held gravity.
But this anti gravmakes one higher than a needle or sarynge.
Greasing up your skills like a creeking doorhinge.
Juicier multies than a plumping orange.

((sorry for making it so short, but i have to do chores.))

[Thunder Foot]

Welcome to Freakin Flows Hugo, glad to have you cyphin. In the future, do us all a big favor and cut those quotes short.... so we don't have to scroll so long just to read your bust. thanks.

Hugo Romani

Juicier multies than a plumping orange.

yo,
juicer multies than a plumping orange...
I hit the bulleye with a seed projection,
cringe at lyrical humping,
the way I freak this flow, makes peeps go,
abstinate, for whoever is reading,
ya bleeding in your inner ear,
a silent encantation, who's manifestation...
is only brought about,
when read, mentally said and relayed,
now there's no use for your reproductive organs...
floorin the world population,
down to a nation's decimal, now testible...
and impeccable, not outlasting natural resources...
heed courses, at school cuz its brain fuel,
to keep forces strong within the generation...
drop knwledge, a legacy left for return to creation...


( a really quick one.... cuz I'm outtie!! peace. )

[lyricalonslaught]

drop knwledge, a legacy left for return to creation...


( a really quick one.... cuz I'm outtie!! peace. )

i give all the ladies a super sensation,
all the wannabees hateration
gets consumed in elation
because no one can percieve the stuff i throw
spitting makes me happy
fakaz make me cappy
like i wanna put a cap in the rap that sucks before me
always on time, or maybe a little early
either way, i stay ready to destroy thee
my enemies don't like me
sometimes friends wanna fight me
but i don't care, see,
cause i'm black and i'm back
here to claim a wifey
type, a bit like alicia's hype
writing lyrics and i hear it
makes me yearn for one night
to be with the one that wants me
hold the only one that haunts me
take her lips into mine
and love to the road of ecstacy
don't get me wrong, cause i'm still a big pimp
don't need no hoes, got some clothes
have a n**** walking with a gimp
broke his leg up, all in two places
making sure his DNA don't get on my shoelaces
keeping my nose clean, or is it how i may seem?
if you believe that, then cop that
cause B**** , i'm quite busy
getting what's mine, money and a dime
throwing rhymes all the time
and can't no one oppose me.

getting betta all the time... biggrin

[Nfamous]

lyricalonslaught

and can't no one oppose me.

getting betta all the time... biggrin

supposedly, they can't oppose me neither, lyrical street sweeper,
brandish heaters and blast off on weak speakers/
burst tweeters, and put wholes in sub woofers,
crush mic's and put fear in onlookers/
wit my huffin and puffin ready to blow the house down,
its like the three little pigs except the wolf ain't around/
but with sound bite and I eat emcee's like Bean's eat bacon,
and call it Even Steven when i leave they loved ones shaking/
hate~n me cause they son challenged me to lyrical war,
ooops i guess he wasn't ready for what I had i store/
I roareed like a tiger and pounced on the helpless kid,
he soon found out I had a more extended vocab that webster did/
now look at him all stiff and quiet, layin in a casket,
if this were the wild wild west i'd be working with the fastest/
and rashest mouth in the south with the ability to enemies about,
with out a shout to and never a doubt that I'd bring the pain out/

[Thunder Foot]

Nfamous

with out a shout to and never a doubt that I'd bring the pain out/

yo,
never a doubt, that I'd bring the pain out...
I got a rain mouth, precipitating acid,
lactic causes your jaw muscles to spasm...
random words words utter out your frame,
end all your pain, castin you into an endless chasm...
now just a phantom with no voice,
cuz your choice was to sell your soul,
now you on hell patrol...
and all your sins have grown
from the smell of brimstone's home,
spirits roam and own negative feelings,
blocking your self healing...
I start the sealing on the gateway,
with a hand seal similar to Kage Bushin,
Naruto syllabics to start the rhyme fusing,
with things I like, verbal foresight....


( a quick one. Hopefully some OTHER cats will decide to participate in this too.... Chumps. I know you're readin this. YES YOU right there!! hehe )

[Junior~Mints]

Quote:

with things I like, verbal foresight....

You may be Satan's angels but I the Lord's Knight,
If you though I was a challenge before now Its not a fair fight,
Ive seen you cats runnin' ya mouth,
Talking about how some you cats be running the South,
But let me show you niggas what Im really about,
Im not for the games matter fact Ill gut you like trouts,
I'll s**t on any emcees who think they better then me,
Who's a real gansta I dont need the baretta you see,
I rather go "head to head" like the 3.6.0.,
Spit a couple of punchlines then leave with a TKO,
But I spit that fire that hotness,
I just hoping a few would step up to top this....

[sqaur]

I just hoping a few would step up to top this....

and everyday I reminisce about the ones that were greater
biggie, tupac and all those heavy weighters
the people we learned from
but new ones will come
It might be me
or someone you might not expect just watch and see....

[FaytOfChaos]

Quote:

or someone you might not expect just watch and see....

everyday seems to take a fee, like king author meeting the knights who say ni
acting like the bear gettin' honey gettin' stung up by the bees
a lyrical employee, i am truly free, if I fall down I bounce back like the letter V
another day another test another mess but its useless, i'm in the bermuda triangle you can't hear my distress
a play toy for the press, make it worse when i end up drunk in a dress
when i struggled to get dressed after a night of the groupies caress
this life i must stress, waking up in class just another dream i guess

[lyricalonslaught]

this life i must stress, waking up in class just another dream i guess
lyrically inclined, keeping my time, never try to guess
the pain that rains through ya sad game
ultimately, you are the one to blame
for your lyrics, they weak
i could not suffer defeat
i could string better rhymes
not standing on my feet
the lyrical enlist, i'm in this
strap it to my buff wrist
i'll break yours, and quake yours
cross u off my hitlist
bout a mile long, b****, now you're gone
the clap stood a better chance
where did you go wrong?
i remember now, so clearly
you ended up jeering me
i crushed you, and stuffed you
and ya body into a clearing
like Mozart, you will part
into the unmarked grave
because you attested to
my absolute searing
lyrics into ya soul
ya body's growing grim
i iced you, i knifed you
from the outside within.

[weses_gurl]

my boyfriend and his friends can through flows really well. i mean it's off the hook..... wink

[Grand Styles]

lyricalonslaught

this life i must stress, waking up in class just another dream i guess
lyrically inclined, keeping my time, never try to guess
the pain that rains through ya sad game
ultimately, you are the one to blame
for your lyrics, they weak
i could not suffer defeat
i could string better rhymes
not standing on my feet
the lyrical enlist, i'm in this
strap it to my buff wrist
i'll break yours, and quake yours
cross u off my hitlist
bout a mile long, b****, now you're gone
the clap stood a better chance
where did you go wrong?
i remember now, so clearly
you ended up jeering me
i crushed you, and stuffed you
and ya body into a clearing
like Mozart, you will part
into the unmarked grave
because you attested to
my absolute searing
lyrics into ya soul
ya body's growing grim
i iced you, i knifed you
from the outside within.

from the outside within,
cuttin mc' like rouroni kenishin,
with ill, impeccable, unsteppable flow,
which i been freakin before TF knew where to go,
hint, the comin saga of my untouchable rhetoric,
21 gun salute, to me, the Grand Heretic.

[lyricalonslaught]

21 gun salute, to me, the Grand Heretic.
if you come with weak lines
that must be the best of it
you can't mess with it
it cannot be attesteded
making up words as i go
the new alphabet
well if ya boyfriend can flow,
i challenge him to a battle
i'll having him shaking so hard
he'll need his baby rattle,
flows so wound up, they be wild like cattle
insert ya name here, you'll be a lateral
move to the outside, i've never really lied
just made fabrications
and stories up to the dark side
like a true player, there's no one gayer
like the kind that's really happy
non homosexual way-a
if u know what i mean, then check out my scene
lyrics flying higher than latino jumping beans
bounce so high, you'll need x-ray vision
gene splittin, hard-hitting genetical fission
break out the mold, yo, i'll leave u out cold
come up and step up if ya think ya so bold
i'm litigation, and i got ya shaking
like the DA on a hot day making little pay
in ya boots, come on, i'll show u ya roots
take hold of my methods and try not to get cute
i might get suspicious, then i get vicious
like a guard dog on mail day, ya a** is so delicious
delectable and tasty, try him with some gravy
dark brown black meat with hair oh so wavy
this might seem faggarish
but its real niggarish
cause i'm into this
i got a food fetish
the menu is ya a**, on a blue platter
if you try to F*** with me
my main course will splatter.

No disrespect to any female avi's boyfriend, just was a trigger. i'm already pissed. stressed

[its ure bitch]

uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm im cool!