Sticky: The Freeflow Sticky

[Lyrikal Freedom]

Samurai Rhythm

Avery Jones

Samurai Rhythm

you've offset my balance
my challenge is to gravity
to keep me grounded, bound
before i renounce my sanity
used to side with humanity,
plagued with such vanity
now im pushin a sadistic level of anarchy
i'm tapping into this emotional relapse
to rehash a pathetic past
purposely recap
to make me sick enough to
rip an uncle tom
thugs wearin rainbows
'stead of pride up on their arm
but i don't plan on dealing harm
i aim to bring death
genocide is my favorite flavor
and i'll spew it till im breathless..

your pandemic like espress-ion
leave me to more answer in truth then the one in question
I look up at space for a guess
but all I seem to find is space like my cold chest
in attempt to hollow out my brain
rain drops fly past swiftly, and untamed
free to the fallen, out of rain through pain and the wailin
sticks and stone broken off at ya bridges
splinters and slithers left stuck at your bridges

As the sands fall, my time of day grows limited
I write a portrait of life, but never finished it
Permission is no longer needed for me to listen in,
and giving in isn't an option, like dissin' friends.
For as soon as you do, you'll be missing them
what is life if not the moments you often spend
amongst the gems of trust and love but then again
you can take a sinister path,
rather than being a positive part of the math.
And let a spear pierce through the priest during mass,
and massive war erupts based on s**t we don't understand.
Well let's have a glass of last resort liquor,
a quicker way to dilute tension and put the picture
of peace into perspective - regret this not,
because peace of mind will soon be all you've got..

I aint got peace of mind
cuz like your sands I aint got enough time
The only thing the keeps me sane is the skill to rhyme
The sand keeps droppin I’m surviving off my last dime
I be damned If I end up at the shelter at the end of the line
Time to make moves had to quicken the pace
The boys right behind me had to put down the weight
Took the rest of my money bought a chain to save face
They don’t know that its fake but its shines so real
Niggas start muggin for the diamonds they kill
Life synonymous with danger gotta keep steel
Even though this me is fake gotta act like its real
Cuz only fake drug dealers with chains get record deals

[El Nino Eduardo]

Had to get something off my chest.

Trebol Clan - Amor Prohibido (Prohibited Love)

I do not know why you chose him
Now times together are slim
I'm heartbroken into pieces
I'ma prove I'm the right one with my thesis
Before he showed up, you and I had fun
Now you wear his ring, soon to create his daughter or son
When you visit, I hate seeing him along side
I couldn't bare to see you two kissing
The embracing, touching, everything I'm missing
I reminisce the night you and I were all night kissing
When we first met, the flirtatious moments
The inevitable foreplay
I'm hurting so bad now, you can't give no condolence
I would give you all your wishes with one enchant
God forbid if I have to dedicate my heart for your life in a heart transplant
******** the devil if he thinks he can one day take a life
Cause that's how much I love you more than my life
I wish it was 5 years ago again
So I can be more than just your bestest friend
Although we were younger
You the New Jersey girl, and I being a New York boy
I needed you more, quien como yo? tu sabes quien soy*
It's hard today of what I cannot avoid
There are a lot who recommand to duplicate
A nice personality but only use it to manipulate
That's not me, I'm more clever for you to fascinate
So why are you not here with me
A person to hug and affiliate with
I want to thin what's between the width
That seperates us apart
To dance with you in the master bedroom
And tell you everything how I felt when I first met you
I know you pretend to be happy with him
And forgive him when times are grim
But I also sense you also still love me
He's your boyfriend, but I'm more like your hubby
Love is like a game on the hardest difficulty
You will never know the truth of the real ending
It is I who can treat you the way you explain
You don't have to be happy one day and next have to endure pain
Everyday would be paradise and exhilaration
Promise whatever actions I do, I will first take under consideration
On the day you decide to leave him
Please tell me that you want to be with me
So this prohibited love can be broken
And the gates towards you can be open
Till that time, I'm here suffering with this nausea
I will do anything for you because I always loved you Dahlia

*Who is like me? You know who I am.

[`[ X ]]

Most young ones wait, stand and wonder, I step up to the plate boy feel my hunger/
Ready to roll I can see through your soul, Weak minded foes crushed by lines from the flow/
It's nothing son I deal it at ease, feel the quake from pressure when the skill release/
Your essence drained and brought to me, from a strike well aimed hit suddenly.

More to come later. Had to run.

[Old Prince]

The topic, defeat, is done as well as salvation
So here is something to ignite some salivation

I got nothin...

[Avery Jones]

Old Prince

The topic, defeat, is done as well as salvation
So here is something to ignite some salivation

I got nothin...

salutations, as I enter the room and salute
all that praised my resignation
all in all the free flow is droppin its reputation
realist dispute between the cyph and origantion
simple to compute, I slurr cool like words who got that new 2000 3rd from 06
from Xp, to genisis who gets speed like I get tea
with recklace speed, spit like twista
started out hard and confused like vista
nah I aint no shooter
I'm a intruder
I come through rude with news
like I seen my life through a used computer

[Shin Maikaru]

Not a beginner raps shakin' innards breakin' ya system...
s**t like you seen Satan squatin' on ya moms straight pissin'...
I'm the son of the devil cursed to be too gifted for my time...
I'm the kid that fell off edge because he kept steppin' over lines...
Reppin' in rhymes like my words are throwin' up signs...
Could say my sack got two nickels the way I'm dickin a dime...
Jack ya easter day candy, now you missin' ya peeps...
TP the stadium cause I make crowds s**t in they seats...
Make beats s**t the minute I get to beggining my speach...
Ripping the inning missing not something I'm willing to eat...
If winning mean vilanous killings of youngins kissin' a teet...
My punches hit'em with friction that get'em shittin' they teeth...
s**t I'm a beast, that'll give a b***h a good rope of the raw...
And throat ******** the hoe untill I'm sure I've broken her jaw...
Headbut me like Evander, but don't bite me like Tyson b***h...
Embody slander become one wit the mic when I'm writin' s**t...

[`[ X ]]

Flow like the Ocean become one with motion, Strength like the mountain form wont be broken/
Release inner rage then cut through like a Ginsu, Swift with the blade until they cannot continue/
Display technique stay silent as you creep, harmless to the mind, blind, yet violent underneath/
The light from within stays bright amongst sin, Though you stand bloodstained bandanna in the wind/
Broken weapons and bodies battered, armour misshapen and clothing tattered/
So be the subject to my wrath, dazed from ambience then split into half/
None will stand, No one to step forth, fear from the light to get near and get scorched/
Blazed from the aura, waves coming for ya, No delay or escape from this horror/
So run if you can but you wont get far, Either way I'll still mentally scar/
That's insanity, Destruction of the mind, enter through the system as DNA unwinds/
I'm a cellular breakdown, a virus you cant stop, Death from pains as all of the veins pop/
It's excruciating, and that of debilitating, whether it worse for the body or the mind I'm still debating/
So let me know, How you feel of this flow, and if you can't take this pressure then let it all go.

[Avery Jones]

I'm a Stresser, so dont doubt that I mind the pressure
beatin my mind down till I find my head
thick thoughts of hail hit me like lead
come to see my self dead,
my dreams they skeem
and plot on my main stream
get my advance and mirk it
chop and screw my stance till its hurtin
can't stand cripped out like I'm cool
no red on my face and no blue on my shoes
I aint bangin but keep hatin
niggaz waitin to see the day they meet satin
I aint relatin
I'm just spraying you with real s**t like ya face meetin mace
I can't take ya place
steady ya self like mason
make shifts style leave niggaz replacing
intergrating
like intercourse
I'll ******** ya flow on the free style of course
knock ya mans off course
I ride steadily like Og horse
back broke off being so now I'm rugged like a whores
eyes dry off seeing
can't believe in the old sac
religion gets me bloody like money
with me and my old buddy
strength of al bundy
packed and ready to stack
sky high like I'm ready
lord please have simpathy
a n***a starving for the cheese like spaghetti
but you draining my energy
like empathy
every move I make takes a piece from my peace like telepathy
so I stay thought less
these niggaz can read minds I swear it leaves me upset
makin it hard to progress
and process where I'm headin
hell have no fury these woman on the real are forgettin
so I get my B.R.A. and prepare for war its armageddon

[`[ X ]]

Yo brace yourself for the coming impact, Destructively rushing leave nothing intact/
Separate your whole front, ripping spines out the back, If I delay with the pump then I slay with the MAC/
This is the result of fools trying to step, And If you come to play hard then It's on like a Bet/
I wreck and Lace with the TEC, Saving grace can't protect, In this war deep and I play like a VET/
Blast off like a rocket I pluck ya eye out the socket, Outline a fools dome when the 9's out the pocket/

Switching styles I'm geared up, Splitting smiles they tear up, hitting combatant's quick fast son they slow like some syrup/
Aim is straight for the throne, You boy's best leave it alone, It's mine for the taking I'll ice ya a** like some chrome/
Son I'm froze to the bone, Rip the heart out your home, Desecrate the whole place then I'm out of this zone/
I break though dimensions, liquefy through the fences, the best offense blow away your defenses/
I go hard to the core, Take flight then I soar, Gauge release death to your breast hear it roar/
cool

[4o9]

I post up on my instrument
Won’t let the keystrokes effect the filament from diligence.
It’s a thrill when it all works out
Iron out the kinks and erase all the doubt.
Looks like I’m on a positive kick, this time.
But don’t be surprised if I flip the script with this rhyme.
Over my shoulder, I’m looking for those who oppose
Me and my focus, you know we stay together closely.
I rose from the depths of discipline
To reclaim my title as illegitimate chilled-her-in,
I swear it’s a village in this brain I’m filling in.
Like these lines, each one came from contact of the third kind.
Sabotage, possessed with tagalongs and obsessed like rabid dogs
On the fence and jumping off both sides, simultaneous counter-collide.
I'll howl at the moon until I die!

[Old Prince]

jazz cats

got the edge on education, likely by location when
we're making no relation. slaving like a mason's human
property with retakes in the monopoly's investment,
hyperventilation has my best bent...out of shape (off beat).
i am not late and i am not expecting to be replayed
through a digital relay if i remind you of these days
of the talentless appointed chief by a stolen head dress.
yet to meditate like a feather weight in heaven's date
...situations remain delicate if delegated to regulate.
who can dead the weight? maybe denizens can cope 2
but with their mass among my form, I tend to hold to
old news sprayed about the canvas recently sold, to
pose for the photograph. okay so maybe my leverage
is does not disclose the half the proof of my beverage
i serve without the license to kill. i swerve still until i
hit the only dummy who dun catch the message "I'm ill".

well...somethin or other...under a sheep's cover
i bear fangs to tear hang-ups from the clothes line.
the sickness was long seen along my road signs
so i seek a cure but the pressure provides no time.
only holding nine to hark the approach of my date of
emergence into this plain, i'm claiming it's urgent
since neither idle threats nor real ones are effective
deturrents, i crash through craniums catching currents
as my nature of speech. believe me when i say that i
hesitating to speak because someone always meets
...the same conclusion trying to generate beef
from nothing. if you are offended, you cannot reach
where i have been, relatively beyond sense.
not a...cosmic crush but a touch told to be toxic.
i polarize the corrosiveness of anybody's hot spit
if they are intent on pending within dropped topics.

[Old Prince]

Almost go time scream
My pen has its purpose
To do a buch damaga and you bitches disservice.
(to those with writer's block...wtf man)

[Avery Jones]

Old Prince

jazz cats

got the edge on education, likely by location when
we're making no relation. slaving like a mason's human
property with retakes in the monopoly's investment,
hyperventilation has my best bent...out of shape (off beat).
i am not late and i am not expecting to be replayed
through a digital relay if i remind you of these days
of the talentless appointed chief by a stolen head dress.
yet to meditate like a feather weight in heaven's date
...situations remain delicate if delegated to regulate.
who can dead the weight? maybe denizens can cope 2
but with their mass among my form, I tend to hold to
old news sprayed about the canvas recently sold, to
pose for the photograph. okay so maybe my leverage
is does not disclose the half the proof of my beverage
i serve without the license to kill. i swerve still until i
hit the only dummy who dun catch the message "I'm ill".

well...somethin or other...under a sheep's cover
i bear fangs to tear hang-ups from the clothes line.
the sickness was long seen along my road signs
so i seek a cure but the pressure provides no time.
only holding nine to hark the approach of my date of
emergence into this plain, i'm claiming it's urgent
since neither idle threats nor real ones are effective
deturrents, i crash through craniums catching currents
as my nature of speech. believe me when i say that i
hesitating to speak because someone always meets
...the same conclusion trying to generate beef
from nothing. if you are offended, you cannot reach
where i have been, relatively beyond sense.
not a...cosmic crush but a touch told to be toxic.
i polarize the corrosiveness of anybody's hot spit
if they are intent on pending within dropped topics.

within common logics
ol' slick back prophets
denied all of the gothics
from proceddin with process

preventing the perfection
from obtaining protection
controlling on the records containing inscriptions
on past events conceal the unspoken events
in past tents to present demons and angels in relevant discriptions

these lines bared in sacred stones
find deep dark secret which each in place they own
they reach deep till they see you soul
and take hold of each who peeps there own

teach all that knew as it'll have to be
call it your own drone, never to ask for me
pass the tea and lock ya key
for years will pass and my rhymes will never create a catastrophe

[Old Prince]

Avery Jones

Old Prince

jazz cats

got the edge on education, likely by location when
we're making no relation. slaving like a mason's human
property with retakes in the monopoly's investment,
hyperventilation has my best bent...out of shape (off beat).
i am not late and i am not expecting to be replayed
through a digital relay if i remind you of these days
of the talentless appointed chief by a stolen head dress.
yet to meditate like a feather weight in heaven's date
...situations remain delicate if delegated to regulate.
who can dead the weight? maybe denizens can cope 2
but with their mass among my form, I tend to hold to
old news sprayed about the canvas recently sold, to
pose for the photograph. okay so maybe my leverage
is does not disclose the half the proof of my beverage
i serve without the license to kill. i swerve still until i
hit the only dummy who dun catch the message "I'm ill".

well...somethin or other...under a sheep's cover
i bear fangs to tear hang-ups from the clothes line.
the sickness was long seen along my road signs
so i seek a cure but the pressure provides no time.
only holding nine to hark the approach of my date of
emergence into this plain, i'm claiming it's urgent
since neither idle threats nor real ones are effective
deturrents, i crash through craniums catching currents
as my nature of speech. believe me when i say that i
hesitating to speak because someone always meets
...the same conclusion trying to generate beef
from nothing. if you are offended, you cannot reach
where i have been, relatively beyond sense.
not a...cosmic crush but a touch told to be toxic.
i polarize the corrosiveness of anybody's hot spit
if they are intent on pending within dropped topics.

within common logics
ol' slick back prophets
denied all of the gothics
from proceddin with process

preventing the perfection
from obtaining protection
controlling on the records containing inscriptions
on past events conceal the unspoken events
in past tents to present demons and angels in relevant discriptions

these lines bared in sacred stones
find deep dark secret which each in place they own
they reach deep till they see you soul
and take hold of each who peeps there own

teach all that knew as it'll have to be
call it your own drone, never to ask for me
pass the tea and lock ya key
for years will pass and my rhymes will never create a catastrophe

Have a seat as I create a construct concrete
For his majesty there only exists one seat;
A Greek tragety. Haven't I established no abstract
Strings attached to any sense of my rhyming?

While I live above the energy I cannot always combat
My nature the creator intended for me. A chemistry
Belongs to my flow. Its compound is corrosive
Or supposedly so but even with higher dosage

Administered, I could not deliver the finisher
To both damage and compromise the perimeter's
Force outward. Even if I exhibit power of the
Hour, my means of resolution are about words.