The Freeflow Sticky

[BruhLookAtThis]

king of trap muzik

took me a while to reply, my bad

If you think Oyoz is better...let me show y'all the weather
Cuz if dude is 'gassed up' then I'm puttin' 'O under pressure' #BeenThere
If you're not with this 'gen,' then you know you got Ox'd! #OXYGEN
And since I can't answer periodically...at least I put 'O in a box!' #SayItAgain
I'm profound when I'm rhymin; This midget tryna pound with a giant!
Even if his a** tried 'rapping with Chem' he still couldn't get this down to a science!
And that's the easy way, My G'sll spray, stackin' chips...Frito Lay!
Goons is what I'm riding with, call that s**t my diesel gauge
This dude couldn't get any a** ******** with some Rican gays
Besides I'm not with that 'gay bull/gable' like a steeple face
I settle stuff with ways...most commonly getting that metal pump to spray
Quick to turn dude into 'light work' like I'm setting up a stage
If you think this fake'll fight y'all can see he got the fakest rhymes!
He only got 'hands that fall back' like watches during daylight savings time!
In German...this faker is hell! Stay in a cell? At least you could handle some bars there
I got clips that only Kato would sell! Lame you just fell! Cuz when I pull...
that thing kick quicker than sitting back on an armchair! #UGGHHHHHH
This ***** goin' full retard! Being that dumb must be truly hard!
You can never 'face a king'...I would know...cuz I just pulled your card! #STACKSONDECK

EZ x2

Think yo' cracked bars fly? I'll put a rock hard sealing/ceiling in,
Put them whack job rhymes down like I got caught stealing it,
If we square off, I'll box you, send that package on home,
You're getting Aired in your Prime like those Amazon drones,
We ain't nothin' close in rhymes delete yo crap cause it ain't hard
Push my button's you'll widen the gap like you're tappin' the spacebar,
Hashtags make yo lines scream big cause you need them CAPS callin',
That's sad, I stay puttin' yo bars down like I'm keepin' tabs on it, #Keyboards
You gonna burn from-the-raps that I tell like sizzled ham,
You couldn't murder a man of this scale with kill-o-grams,
You say yo science bars shoot better but I swear you is lyin',
Because they Alkaline up to get the lead and the iron,
You use the same rap style dawg yo crap is irrelevant,
See this maggot Actinoid when I pack in new elements?
You Chempetin' in this table,better scurry along now,
I'll drip deuce then split Pu now we're sure that you'll fallout. #Youdone?

P.S: I'll be using these bars at school lol

[BruhLookAtThis]

Lil b #swagswagswagswagswag xD

[Dillinger - LonAB]

So, I haven't posted here in many, many years, but I decided to come back temporarily. This is a little experimentation I did with this verse; I normally don't rap like this much, but it was a experiment using other music artists'/bands' names.
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As I expatiate and spew like manifested SpamTec,
sermonizing like Pharoahe Monch and flowing smooth with complex passage.
Manage and fathom linguistic patterns like a polyglot; perceiving with factual barrage of rapper's 20 bars.
With everything on par, containing more knowledge with smoke of a cuban cigar.
And immersing so far that creating a Rhyme Asylum for my mind is pitiful as contemporary art.

Elaborating with mathematical and scientific expression, intellectual session has manifested a regression.
Rappers writing with pencils as I vocalize with blood of a pen.
Immense sense of skill, delusion of grandeur, preoccupying the truth that would certainly offend.

Contending with two cents to offer, most of these rappers think togging to the bricks is the best possible conundrum.
What laughable extortion, backing up words with blank actions is worthless!
And as I create and express spoken word-esque poetry, speaking more truth than Halex could possibly dream.
I fabricate The Armageddon and let fire burn among the superior complex-ed.
All facts, but not completed with bars left.

And as people live In Fear And Faith, I become as Big and Bad as the Voodoo Daddy.
And little Skarlett is asking for purpose in religious insanity.
Damaging rhythm while conducting my own Royal Crown Revue within the passage keep.
Passing feats and burning up previous tribulations, I crept out like a shadow, a dillinger;

I originated.

[Namiko Kaito]

LonelyAznBulldog_TAB

So, I haven't posted here in many, many years, but I decided to come back temporarily. This is a little experimentation I did with this verse; I normally don't rap like this much, but it was a experiment using other music artists'/bands' names.
_______________________________________________________________________________________

As I expatiate and spew like manifested SpamTec,
sermonizing like Pharoahe Monch and flowing smooth with complex passage.
Manage and fathom linguistic patterns like a polyglot; perceiving with factual barrage of rapper's 20 bars.
With everything on par, containing more knowledge with smoke of a cuban cigar.
And immersing so far that creating a Rhyme Asylum for my mind is pitiful as contemporary art.

Elaborating with mathematical and scientific expression, intellectual session has manifested a regression.
Rappers writing with pencils as I vocalize with blood of a pen.
Immense sense of skill, delusion of grandeur, preoccupying the truth that would certainly offend.

Contending with two cents to offer, most of these rappers think togging to the bricks is the best possible conundrum.
What laughable extortion, backing up words with blank actions is worthless!
And as I create and express spoken word-esque poetry, speaking more truth than Halex could possibly dream.
I fabricate The Armageddon and let fire burn among the superior complex-ed.
All facts, but not completed with bars left.

And as people live In Fear And Faith, I become as Big and Bad as the Voodoo Daddy.
And little Skarlett is asking for purpose in religious insanity.
Damaging rhythm while conducting my own Royal Crown Revue within the passage keep.
Passing feats and burning up previous tribulations, I crept out like a shadow, a dillinger;

I originated.

Nice concepts, bars a lil stretched, but it's also not audio so I could be off.

I got some bars for ya.


I'm narcissistic; Lebron when non assisted
Believin' in my team, but they nonexistent
Just EXA and a pen of syringes
The penicilin feelin' is revealin' the sickness
Inside, but ******** that
Cut back and hit the gap
Like I'm AP foreseeing the snap
To an open field, going broke for the goal
But I'm D Rose made of steel
Yeah, and I gotta extra cast
And spinnin' off snake that be duckin' the grass
Tryin' to shed their skin, try frontin' but I laugh
They Mike Jackson bad; I'm Mic Jackin' the class
Number two's for the W's; this dude
It's runnin' for the plummet;
Got Mario cardio up in abundance
And the blunts burn slower then Big Pun's stomach (WORD)
But I stay in the cut, dolo, solo'd up
Smokin' bowls, Lucky Charms is what I'm munchin on
Flippin' birds like I'm Em; flippin words, palindrome
Listen back and you still feel
But I'm peacin' with two fingers up
******** a punchline, I'm gettin' my knuckles cut

[Dillinger - LonAB]

I Retro I

Nice concepts, bars a lil stretched, but it's also not audio so I could be off.

I got some bars for ya.


I'm narcissistic; Lebron when non assisted
Believin' in my team, but they nonexistent
Just EXA and a pen of syringes
The penicilin feelin' is revealin' the sickness
Inside, but ******** that
Cut back and hit the gap
Like I'm AP foreseeing the snap
To an open field, going broke for the goal
But I'm D Rose made of steel
Yeah, and I gotta extra cast
And spinnin' off snake that be duckin' the grass
Tryin' to shed their skin, try frontin' but I laugh
They Mike Jackson bad; I'm Mic Jackin' the class
Number two's for the W's; this dude
It's runnin' for the plummet;
Got Mario cardio up in abundance
And the blunts burn slower then Big Pun's stomach (WORD)
But I stay in the cut, dolo, solo'd up
Smokin' bowls, Lucky Charms is what I'm munchin on
Flippin' birds like I'm Em; flippin words, palindrome
Listen back and you still feel
But I'm peacin' with two fingers up
******** a punchline, I'm gettin' my knuckles cut

Looking back, memories ingrained, back when we spent time constructing our frame.
Creating lyrical concepts with rhythm and rhymes, words in linguistic puns and clever punchlines.
Back when both of us were younger, times change men, but never our past's joyful slumber.
And trickles of regret and life's somber punches, pain in losing one's self is the worst consummation.

Elation and vivacious intent, but this conscious reality we call life is one that's difficult to understand.
But the catalyst remains, the Exadus, the beginning of one's endeavor to portray.
I never lost my roots, I just lost my future to selfish remains.

[BruhLookAtThis]

I'll roast you two later...

[Oyoz]

6xX_Death-Angel_Xx6

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Was that supposed to be a flow or was he trying to gargle,
That sounds like old people choking on a pile of marbles,
That little fish would never bite with MY lines to borrow,
And bitches wouldn't say "hey" if this guy was Arnold,

All this f**-queer's bars? they are not hot dawg,
I saw his flash veer off like the cops got lost,
You got that Rosa Parks flow: It will not-get off
You set it up to fall hard like a rocket launch,

I take it farther with the flow like the tide is on high,
I came to offer somethin' dope, stackin' line upon line
He smashes all these kids to ghosts? He can't try-it-on-I,
I'll h-avatar-d tip my post when this gaias-online

Tell his garbage a** to respond to that little 10 cents I just dropped

[2TPO]

Double or nothing, trouble is coming regardless.
Three feet from public property, we see a yard lets
Home owners play monopoly; white picketed fences
Make sense when the hints say beware of darkness.
Dauntless are the spirited. Spirited are the righteous.
Righteousness is implied when given the right touch
In lingo. If misleading the people were that simple
I would thus be throwing singles at every radio single.
What of hard earned capitol constricts the circulation
To misappropriate the moments of discrimination?
Differentiation is paramount in the millions of little
Picture moments when taken into consideration that
Dealing with 'this' or 'that' fishes for demographics,
Disperses the red sea by ethnicity and its compliance.
Maybe my message is dated to speak of the opinion
Natives, but be wary of what influence you invite in.

[Oyoz]

2TPO

Double or nothing, trouble is coming regardless.
Three feet from public property, we see a yard lets
Home owners play monopoly; white picketed fences
Make sense when the hints say beware of darkness.
Dauntless are the spirited. Spirited are the righteous.
Righteousness is implied when given the right touch
In lingo. If misleading the people were that simple
I would thus be throwing singles at every radio single.
What of hard earned capitol constricts the circulation
To misappropriate the moments of discrimination?
Differentiation is paramount in the millions of little
Picture moments when taken into consideration that
Dealing with 'this' or 'that' fishes for demographics,
Disperses the red sea by ethnicity and its compliance.
Maybe my message is dated to speak of the opinion
Natives, but be wary of what influence you invite in.

Moral lessons? Poor-old-peasant can you spit somethin' wicked?
Boy yo presence more-or-less is in the midst of a whippin',
Your stupid spittin' is hard-ly doin' difs to my illest,
Your moving image is hard G? Let me gif you some lyrics,

You're like a black activist...speakin' of slavery,
This guy is crap, the raps you dish are needing some catering,
Ya lines half-assed with spit weaker than baby teeth,
While mine smash savage with the heat of a bakery,

Take your stale dog-shitty stank crap and toss it,
Get the chair, knot, give a prayer, aaaand get off it,
Your lame bars tell the truth: hey, that was honest,
But your gay garbage is straight trash regardless,


Respond, we need some action 'round here :p

[ManakaKiryuu]

Oyoz

2TPO

Double or nothing, trouble is coming regardless.
Three feet from public property, we see a yard lets
Home owners play monopoly; white picketed fences
Make sense when the hints say beware of darkness.
Dauntless are the spirited. Spirited are the righteous.
Righteousness is implied when given the right touch
In lingo. If misleading the people were that simple
I would thus be throwing singles at every radio single.
What of hard earned capitol constricts the circulation
To misappropriate the moments of discrimination?
Differentiation is paramount in the millions of little
Picture moments when taken into consideration that
Dealing with 'this' or 'that' fishes for demographics,
Disperses the red sea by ethnicity and its compliance.
Maybe my message is dated to speak of the opinion
Natives, but be wary of what influence you invite in.

Moral lessons? Poor-old-peasant can you spit somethin' wicked?
Boy yo presence more-or-less is in the midst of a whippin',
Your stupid spittin' is hard-ly doin' difs to my illest,
Your moving image is hard G? Let me gif you some lyrics,

You're like a black activist...speakin' of slavery,
This guy is crap, the raps you dish are needing some catering,
Ya lines half-assed with spit weaker than baby teeth,
While mine smash savage with the heat of a bakery,

Take your stale dog-shitty stank crap and toss it,
Get the chair, knot, give a prayer, aaaand get off it,
Your lame bars tell the truth: hey, that was honest,
But your gay garbage is straight trash regardless,


Respond, we need some action 'round here :p

I think Kinetic, Aimes, and kotm are battling it out in Frost's guild or whatnot. And I only post every once a decade when I have downtime.

[Oyoz]

ManakaKiryuu

I think Kinetic, Aimes, and kotm are battling it out in Frost's guild or whatnot. And I only post every once a decade when I have downtime.

wow i was wondering why I wasn't getting notifications about that guild, I switched accounts xP

[2TPO]

The bigger they are, the harder they fall but they fall all the same
Disillusioned by the impact their crash made, sounds like they came
To the conclusion that the collision with the ground would resound
In the fact that the louder crash would have denoted the final round
Like the inevitable. But the common crush over a sobering victory.
If history taught the the accosted anything, more than a fish will feed
A man who hungers for more than the mountain sides can provide.
So look out from above when he's ready to make that rock slide.

[2TPO]

Devils may care if it was a wicked affair or pulling
Little gray hairs split in no specific premier for cooling
Hot heads running a fever. Maybe someone ill'er then
Drops dead with short comings like nothing Gilligan's
Isle provides like formaldehyde-type files I bide...
Resurrecting dead presidents who puts out in fives.
Yet down low you're too slow to catch my drift or draft
So let me commemorate your passing with this epitaph.

Roses are red.
Violence is well read.
From the way you fell says
"It is no wonder why you're dead..."

Frags or flags, it was all your company had to...
Dump like you're the first brown baby in the bathroom.
Living is dirty business. How do you guess I make a living
Picking its worldly visions like drawing the stake and digging
Graves. Fast. Since your family plot is running out of rooms, yo.
Before the second execution, what do you want on your tombstone?

(that whole 2nd half was corny lol)

[2TPO]

When scripting livid diction is my modus operandus,
The little wit I'm pitching gives it reasons not to answer
A number's up and cumbersome to code and propaganda
Encumbered stolen thunder? Yo, just read me my Miranda's.