.:: Freakin Flows ::. [CYPHER]

[IGO38]

I dont know how to sing but boy i do try/
Walking down victory road with my eye's on the prize/
You could talk s**t about me and i wont reply/
As long doller sign's in my eye's/
And ******** im astronaut high/
and by that i mean im flying in the sky/
And if the girl's dont like me they will cumming to my ride

[XxBuhneexX]

yo!

[_drastix_chucky_]

wow nice rap there xd

[Unbound_Gura]

s**t you know i spit on the spot
12 shots tip of the burner so hot
you think your good but your not
im straight your crooked like a cop
your slow i have a flow that never stops
when ya hear the click the burner pops
im blazed gotta a bic burnen pot

just a quick freestyle i can do better

[susake12]

ur a jerk

[ChessboxCheck]

My mind sharper than a cactus sting, I'm not the type to ******** around like Chandler Bing, so save your cute jokes for Mary Magdalene, spasms came as soon as you heard this, I deliver raps deranged in a way that blast the frame to bits and result in splattered brains, none being my own, so check who creep in your zone, who dares not to leave me alone,

[akaShida]

IrratatingRodent

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

i likes dat s**t its deep

[supersexyscene]

biggrin

[Avery Jones]

peep game
so cold in the spot
it don't stop
till I come with freeze frame

catch you like candid
bodily chills handed
to the mental disbanded
she's catch thrills from my mentally understandings

some s**t dont get caught
till its handed on silver plate
with a penny for ya thought
******** them half a** love it when they kiss my a** a** fakes

s**t don't hit the fan till them pussies relate
tell'm to sit back and enjoy the way they create
life line a waste
who's line is it when it pointed away

so discombobulated I figure just throw my good joints away
aint no point if you still doing it the same way
play book aint change in years to sacred to throw away
runts in the joint too playful to stay

let'm loose see how they play
32 to ya head they got stashed anyway
I got mines Idk about yours but distance is key so stray
far from the front door, little bastards with terroristic mind states can fade
to black the hard way..........

why the f** I'm so violent?
some can never say
but the pain in my eyes are cold silent
so I set fire to let it play

I need it cold like winter
bites ya skin harsh like dinner
with thicker wool than a bulls inner
demons used like tools to untrued to the fools sinner

shits real when the thoughts out
so keep ya mind safe
and in a right place
cause I find whats not to ya self

[C Teezy]

To ya
Self your amazing. No West Or Jeezy.
So your big Ego's no less deceiving to
Me like Beyonce's weave back in Destiny.
Weave back to Destiny like strings of the fate.
... even my letters scream to your face. Run
26 miles in a three minute race. My
Place is first by a pretty large margin.
Am I African or a pretty dark Martian
I'm farting... so not serious with anything I
Say between the margin and the period. Period.
This is just the interwebs. I won't get a
Deal and you won't pay attention. Even when
I put it out for free you know listen but listen.
$$$$....

[2TPO]

You know...

Listen. Just listen to what I enlist in,
culinary crafts i create in hell's kitchen
on who's behalf? the captivating vision
secular; society. guess it is a given that
variety as a priority is mandatory. i
know you have a story but it can get boring
by authority of the crowd, but for crying out
louder than speakers on the mic hording
time to get a way to find you and to find
a way through time just to get to minds,
i may find it interesting if it is concise.
however, how i am priced, new rhymes
apply to the applicants who can-not-keep
the mystery of their master plan's plot deep
supposedly for a crowd strung off coffee
and weed. notably that is not me. watch.
keep up with the method of the execution's tension.
promoting its resurrection sparks its own declension.
but i have been doing this...ever since when
i've been sending failures to another dimension.

[Chlorocide]

On dis rap cypher,
Going hard like some casing
And like Kanye west song,
my flow is so "Amazing"
Like its a 20 year sentence that im facing--
For being dope
Giving all these whack kids hope
Rapin the game like hip hop dropped the soap
You can't touch me, "cuz im on a boat"
Im the God of the underground,
I dont walk I float
They asking if I i ever stop rappin
"nope"
RIP to my man DJ AM, spinnin that stuff like a bike spoke
You can't cross me, like im a moat
Some y'all come into the game and stop quick
like yo mind broke
My flow is like smoke
so don't choke!
I put on fo' my city, I wear it like a coat
Hittin the cypher hard man, its no joke

[Casy Boi]

heyy