.:: Freakin Flows ::. [CYPHER]

[Chlorocide]

ll_KingClay_ll

heyy

Heyy, post a 16. :]

[J Castor]

Chlorocide

its no joke

It's no joke. (NO!) THIS is how you post in the cypher.
With your post (KNOW), it approaches as spam in dire
Need of guidance. (SO) Even though you tryin to spit fire
On a coast...S L O W your approach. As the supplyer
And the HOST of this flow, must I post to inform how
You are to proceed. Simply take the words of the last line;
Be it the topic of your flow or the beginning to show
However dope you are . . . I guess . . . that's fine.
From past time occurrences, such disturbances as this
Possesses the potential to disrupt through circumstances
Of illiteracy and unattentiveness increase chances
For dope rhymes to disrupt the flow and run as rancid
Attributes after you submit. If I could kick YOUR habit
Then I would be more than glad to take a stab at it.
I flow with the magnetism of whites after black magic.
...Well, guess I prompted this last line to let you have it...

[Avery Jones]

Old Prince

Chlorocide

its no joke

It's no joke. (NO!) THIS is how you post in the cypher.
With your post (KNOW), it approaches as spam in dire
Need of guidance. (SO) Even though you tryin to spit fire
On a coast...S L O W your approach. As the supplyer
And the HOST of this flow, must I post to inform how
You are to proceed. Simply take the words of the last line;
Be it the topic of your flow or the beginning to show
However dope you are . . . I guess . . . that's fine.
From past time occurrences, such disturbances as this
Possesses the potential to disrupt through circumstances
Of illiteracy and unattentiveness increase chances
For dope rhymes to disrupt the flow and run as rancid
Attributes after you submit. If I could kick YOUR habit
Then I would be more than glad to take a stab at it.
I flow with the magnetism of whites after black magic.
...Well, guess I prompted this last line to let you have it...

this systematic experiment being ghost for masked habits
left out from the linguistics in closed caskets
serious with the delirious
I'm insane with more habits then the best of most magics
pervious to the previous states behind magic's
please'd off she's
I take time when I rhyme with ease
memory in could sleep
when I take time to find my minds peak
five deep into a mental
I can never hold on to what I got into
lettin go of the pain seems so simple

man ******** that s**t wipe a tear from my eye
s**t real till the day you die
time mine I must fly by
sad to see my own red eye

buyakugan swear to god
I got souls stacked
more soldier on deck
then the ones you got till death

s**t aint real till it happens to you
puttin you on ice with more than two's
opennin more tops than that forman dude
I can't help but overly rude these suckas that try to intrude
Improve
and stop trying to be inuse

[key1212]

heart biggrin

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

[Grandmaster JMC012]

from jamaica and i aint talking bout no queens
spit a dope shell to rock these human beings
like tupac in a motel lyrical murder without no feelings
I'm a sightseer, report the truth on my seeings
And I got proof, its like lyrical truth from a higher up being

Spit shells like its from a piece
battle with me and best beleive
you'll rest in peace

Kids at school think cruel
whats the deal if you wanna feel
I'm wacky like coke?
******** you kid your broke.
I'm Dope like a limp roach
Only way you can ride with me is if you ride on coach
seeing me you wanting to know me, cause this mc rolls like kenobe

Spit shells like its from a piece
battle with me and best beleive
you'll rest in peace

Lyrical beast like bread withou the yeast
I'll rise while niggas grovel at my feet
one man band doper than the whole a limp bizkit
Except I lay off of b***h s**t
flow eternal cant touch it can't beat it
Polluting the nation I sow it you reap it.

[15cent13]

I...

[xxExadusxx]

flow eternal cant touch it can't beat it
Polluting the nation I sow it you reap it.

Please b***h; your re-boxed Reebok sneakers
s**t-stained; b***h made; you ain't main featured
You get lyrically slain by demons from preachers
My flows always elevate; I educate school teachers
Let me demonstrate; my singles shine like heaven's gate
You couldn't battle me cos I'm always in ya head when ya meditate
I'm best of the greats; God bless my fate
All the lyrics on ya mixtape where copy and paste
I'm a boss to the stage; And this is off the dome
And this kid's flows blow like his mom in my home
How can this kid say he's forever pertetual;
when his flows are a dying fad like heterosexuals
Don't get mad cos I got mad intellectuals
It's just you got sad rap gab that's infecting you
Well I'm outie, peace; you can find me in the street
Delivering find kind rhyming to the minds of need

[Mandarr 3.0]

<b>Delivering find kind rhyming to the minds of need</b>

Indeed to the minds full of greed,
belly full of rap-snitch-knishes
I'm an MF Doom kind of breed
I live an Mm..Food? kind of creed -
flip your pages and break spinning-spine bindings
till your lines bleed -
hieroglyphs tattooed to my tongue,
promises stitched to my back-pocket,
your gangsta-rap mask is my snack,
I'm bringing Jazz-poetic hip-hop back -
pick my teeth with your mixtapes,
my stomach jingle-jangles, it's chain-filled,
regurgitate your gangster and cough up a corn-field -
a du-rag induced yellow vegetable product,
mindless rows of vegetables get torched by my lyrical vomit-spit,
and still you harvest-it?
Seeding simple sentences and sowing dimes,
tilled rhymes in rows looking sloppy inside the lines -
I throw disaster in hand-made wicker baskets,
light it all on fire and exhale the ashes -
history, culture and Hip-Hop stand tall on my flame-tongue,
I AM the Meta-Physical Dragon one -
The difference is in the differences,
this miss-conception of contradictions
can't put words on spin-dry, I fry 'em,
spit 'em hot and create an audience of fire-men.

[xxExadusxx]

spit 'em hot and create an audience of fire-men.

I'll set this stage a-blaze; that'll be my claim to fame
Cos these lame-brained gang-fakes are taking my change
Exchange them dead and blank Soulja's and Gucci Mane's
For the acclaimed insane MC proclaiming his reign

[Avery Jones]

xxExadusxx

spit 'em hot and create an audience of fire-men.

I'll set this stage a-blaze; that'll be my claim to fame
Cos these lame-brained gang-fakes are taking my change
Exchange them dead and blank Soulja's and Gucci Mane's
For the acclaimed insane MC proclaiming his reign

insane in the brain
I hold back to restrain my pain
from my peek I claim to be
the best and the greatest but anything can knock the frame from the belief
grief and other emotion in the way
logics say
if my eyes can't clear then be free from my way
highways hit in my mind
like I've been hit from behind
with more bull s**t than I can take
signs and screens in my face
my road is in place
each year I claim to see the same fate
but she's seems so correct but misplaced
I must aim correct if I must take his place
yes thats the secret in my disgrace
placement in life can take from what you had at ones take
double that and you can disrupt ones fate
whats to do but fight
each day and night
I contemplate
too many seen in mine so I take time and skeem behind they place
yes its a hard job odd and full but how can I create without the perfect tool

[Young_Bari]

bra how u get all dis money

[xxExadusxx]

Young_Bari

bra how u get all dis money

Beat

Funny you ask so let me do out the math
First add my first class status to rap
And subtract all this sad gab that emulated by dreams
Never hesitating always elevated like IVs
To the stairway to heaven; I'm a phantom contending
And I bank all my cash; I ain't childishly spending
My diamonds are forever when I write every letter
I put kids through a shredder when they saying their better
Look, I'm a general; you'll never step to my pedestal
To get to this level; you gotta my rhymes and embezzle
I'm flier then blue jeans fulled with a phat booty
And shine like my rings from my jewelry
I'm a boss with with sonar; keeping in line my lone-sharks
And beat em with bats when they rap a slow start
So let me pass the mic and bring hiphop back to life
Even though I'm one man of greatness; we gotta stand alike

[Unspoken Word]

xxExadusxx

Even though I'm one man of greatness; we gotta stand alike

Stand alike? No, that's the wrong way to fight
We get slaughtered every time if you see the light
The only way we win is if we all stand different
Coming from all sides, they don't know what hit 'em
We surround them, whack rappers, don't you get it?
Guerrilla style punchlines, that's how we spit it
Guerrilla style? Not punch lines, punch circles
Stand against hip hop, we gon' hurt you
Make you wear somethin your bowels gotta work through
And needing someone to be there just to burp you
Since when has it all been sex, money and drugs?
Can never ever be somethin other than some thugs
Incorporate the corporation, now cash gotcha hyper
Bribe the audience and still get kicked out the cypher
Paid out ya entourage so they leave when you roll
You'd be a hoe to sell ya body, but you sellin ya soul

[Valle Fresco]

Id never sell my soul but greed can consume us all/
most times out of necessity we feel the need to hustle despite the fact its against the law/

[IGO38]

Ima bout to come so just give me a minuet/
Im off Getting That Fetti but my life isint all about bussiness/
when I die that's when i'll be finshed/
shout out to Oakland California yea we in this/
eva since I could remember I wanted to be famous/
fck you hater's that shall remain nameless/
like Wayne no homo Im getting money out a**s/
fck a internet gangster get a life yall painless/
im outta this world i belong on uranus/
im so immaculous/
you could call me young Bo Jackson you cant tackle this/
im down to earth but im over the fence/
they say money talks in im advanced in that language/