The Freeflow Sticky

[the prime suspect]

the prime suspect

speeden just like a mercedes bends.

i never slowdown fast and the furious this race it never ends
keep hold of yo spacer, to tired to chase her,
my rymemobile holds more gadgets than speed racer
mach 5 aint enough i hit 6 then im out
i never doubt that youll have a taste of my dust cloud
i stay proud raise up the crowd
prime means first as in first place say it aloud
hehehehe xd
emerald blazes last post was bangin xd

[YoungBuck1990]

ok my turn.......P.S.,I'm not dissin anyone,its just the way I rap.

Some crazy ish|So check it trick|ClimaXXX skills is ill like an AIDS patient|On the mic I'm amazin'|Peep this bar|Your rhymes infected like Chinese people wit SARS|Your pants are so high yo homies call you Urkel|Plus you got more acne than a Clearasil commercial|You are just a p***y,cat|Cause when I'm done with you|I leave a bad taste in yo mouth like a democrat|

That was a good verse,huh guys?

[Marcus Ville]

Niggas look at me as if I lost my mind/
I just lost it in the world of htese epic rhymes/
Niggas sell nicks and dimes, white snow, lemon & lime/
Niggas run Nelly style "Errrtime" they see me/
No can cease my path cept Jesus, even he gonna have a trouble/
Battler or Freestyler I'm gettin tired of seein' doubles/
Niggas in trouble because I'm a 100% anti-humble/
I aint in the Bronx but I ready to rumble/
Artest style, vile and wild descriptions of the flow/
Poison if you bite it but money and gold if you write it/
Why hide it? The hammer of the gun, why slide it?/
Why?/
Cause I'm a die for my respect/
Don't need 9's and techs, hey what the heck no need for violence/
I just know for straight fact I can't be silenced/
No button on my back, no sign that say try this/
But warning if you try this you, end up goin home cryin/
After your dreaded defeat I still persuad you to buy this.?

[Marcus Ville]

........

[Marcus Ville]

Niggas look at me as if I lost my mind/
I just lost it in the world of htese epic rhymes/
Niggas sell nicks and dimes, white snow, lemon & lime/
Niggas run Nelly style "Errrtime" they see me/
No can cease my path cept Jesus, even he gonna have a lil trouble/
Battler or Freestyler I'm gettin tired of seein' doubles/
Niggas in trouble because I'm a 100% anti-humble/
I aint in the Bronx but I ready to rumble/
Artest style, vile and wild descriptions of the flow/
Poison if you bite it but money and gold if you write it/
Why hide it? The hammer of the gun, why slide it?/
Why?/
Cause I'ma die for my respect/
Don't need 9's and techs, hey what the heck no need for violence/
I just know for a straight fact I can't be silenced/
No button on my back, no sign that say try this/
But warning if you try this, you end up goin home cryin/
But after your dreaded defeat I still persuad you to buy this.?

[Celes Adept]

Yo... tell me how much better I've gotten.. the first set is my first rhymes ever... and the next is something I just came up with off my brain...

A-Kat
Man I got crazy shots. n***a claimed he was hard he called the cops.
Thats why I only run with niggas that know the real meaning of death
And thats not to be rich. And I’m like a pimp about my money
I’m liable to slap a b***h. Now you want me dead but
when they was puttin on the black it was for you instead.
You got to tagged diagnosed with death get out of line
I’ll put your a** back on the shelf This heat I carry
Has a warning label It’s bad for your health
Amen is the word of the lord but E’s only god is Kane
A man B spit the Flow that drive haters insane.
A-Kat
Yo your label is hot but your rhymes are not you always fightin’
and s**t. But you just like any other n***a you cry when you get hit
Haha My flow so hard kids started cryin’ Yo I got a lawsuit man I ain’t lyin’
Now You want me dead But all you got was a shot in the head and what
make it worse You didn’t even see me like you got hit with a voodoo curse
A-Kat
Niggas wanna know who I rep wit
But I’m not the n***a you step wit
Niggas wanna know who you rep wit
You need to show ‘em you not dat n***a you should step wit..

Watch and look at my words play, they call it wordplay/
But my words slay, anyone who think they worthy, of battlin Cee Li/
A barrel full of multis, with just one intention/
Exposin rap fruads like they bein called for detention/
My minds itchin, to aim my bars with persision/
And start inceneratin, competition, like they trapped in a burin kitchen/
Somethin smell fishy and I ain't fishin, But I guess it's cuz they wishin/
That I go down like the price of the rocs they pushin/

[the prime suspect]

Celes Adept

Yo... tell me how much better I've gotten.. the first set is my first rhymes ever... and the next is something I just came up with off my brain...

A-Kat
Man I got crazy shots. n***a claimed he was hard he called the cops.
Thats why I only run with niggas that know the real meaning of death
And thats not to be rich. And I’m like a pimp about my money
I’m liable to slap a b***h. Now you want me dead but
when they was puttin on the black it was for you instead.
You got to tagged diagnosed with death get out of line
I’ll put your a** back on the shelf This heat I carry
Has a warning label It’s bad for your health
Amen is the word of the lord but E’s only god is Kane
A man B spit the Flow that drive haters insane.
A-Kat
Yo your label is hot but your rhymes are not you always fightin’
and s**t. But you just like any other n***a you cry when you get hit
Haha My flow so hard kids started cryin’ Yo I got a lawsuit man I ain’t lyin’
Now You want me dead But all you got was a shot in the head and what
make it worse You didn’t even see me like you got hit with a voodoo curse
A-Kat
Niggas wanna know who I rep wit
But I’m not the n***a you step wit
Niggas wanna know who you rep wit
You need to show ‘em you not dat n***a you should step wit..

Watch and look at my words play, they call it wordplay/
But my words slay, anyone who think they worthy, of battlin Cee Li/
A barrel full of multis, with just one intention/
Exposin rap fruads like they bein called for detention/
My minds itchin, to aim my bars with persision/
And start inceneratin, competition, like they trapped in a burin kitchen/
Somethin smell fishy and I ain't fishin, But I guess it's cuz they wishin/
That I go down like the price of the rocs they pushin/

*claps* very good smile

[the prime suspect]

drop dat beat.....uh .....uh....
one day i'll acend from gaia rappin to makin demos
from callin yellow cabs to ridin in streatch limos
just got into highscholl and they say its the same
now im one step closer to startin the rap game
i'll pres A on the start screen
who says my rymes are not mean
i stay clean, obtainin my goals just try to stop me
i'm competeing wit rappers on gaia at the age of fourteen
my rymes are already hard and i just exited my preteens

[Grand Styles]

rearrange the lofters, make room for homicidal slaughter,
I had to decide, so i ruff ride to commit idiocide on this that abide.

[Osimba]

"Now as the sun goes down and my gang grows bigga, how many people still wants to f**k that n***a named styles/ xd
he needs to loose weight so he has to run some miles/

Hella bored.

[Grand Styles]

Osimba

"Now as the sun goes down and my gang grows bigga, how many people still wants to f**k that n***a named styles/ xd
he needs to loose weight so he has to run some miles/

Hella bored.

More of a b***h then a mc, so he just sings,
cut the mic off Simba, go back to being the Lion King.

[Shin Maikaru]

It's the white race with the light face in the right place/
Fast pased, bein' last chased, with my words I grace/
Dizzyin' up everybody not knowin' I'm the law with haste/
Like you in court drinkin' sippin' on your last case/
Put ya heart in a brace, burnin' inside like mace/
Smackin' ya mouth leavin' ya tongue with no taste/
Just incase you don't know, I'm the one with flow/
The son that glow, I ain't gay but yo it shows/
I TURN HEADS in public more then two homos/
Rappin' these bitches up makin' them burritos/
Then serve'm up with a 99 cent bag a dorritos/
Cheesy like cheetoes, I don't like cheap-hoes/
They need to quit talkin' with they sheep-flows/
"Bah-bahaha-baaa" is the only s**t I hear/
And I'm the wolf in the woods you fear/
CUMMIN' outta nowhere like a man with no d**k/
Flow so ill that contact with my spit'll make ya sick/
So quick, you scared when the steel goes "click"/
...
Nah bitches, I ain't talkin' about blue steel to the dome/
I'm talkin' about when my a** turn on the microphone/

[Celes Adept]

Shin Maikaru

It's the white race with the light face in the right place/
Fast pased, bein' last chased, with my words I grace/
Dizzyin' up everybody not knowin' I'm the law with haste/
Like you in court drinkin' sippin' on your last case/
Put ya heart in a brace, burnin' inside like mace/
Smackin' ya mouth leavin' ya tongue with no taste/
Just incase you don't know, I'm the one with flow/
The son that glow, I ain't gay but yo it shows/
I TURN HEADS in public more then two homos/
Rappin' these bitches up makin' them burritos/
Then serve'm up with a 99 cent bag a dorritos/
Cheesy like cheetoes, I don't like cheap-hoes/
They need to quit talkin' with they sheep-flows/
"Bah-bahaha-baaa" is the only s**t I hear/
And I'm the wolf in the woods you fear/
CUMMIN' outta nowhere like a man with no d**k/
Flow so ill that contact with my spit'll make ya sick/
So quick, you scared when the steel goes "click"/
...
Nah bitches, I ain't talkin' about blue steel to the dome/
I'm talkin' about when my a** turn on the microphone/

Nice. 3nodding

[Osimba]

Grand Styles

Osimba

"Now as the sun goes down and my gang grows bigga, how many people still wants to f**k that n***a named styles/ xd
he needs to loose weight so he has to run some miles/

Hella bored.

More of a b***h then a mc, so he just sings,
cut the mic off Simba, go back to being the Lion King.

Nice, piece of s**t right there/
Like flakes you shake the rhymes straight outta yo' hair/
xd

[Grand Styles]

Osimba

Grand Styles

Osimba

"Now as the sun goes down and my gang grows bigga, how many people still wants to f**k that n***a named styles/ xd
he needs to loose weight so he has to run some miles/

Hella bored.

More of a b***h then a mc, so he just sings,
cut the mic off Simba, go back to being the Lion King.

Nice, piece of s**t right there/
Like flakes you shake the rhymes straight outta yo' hair/
xd

Your flowers are weaker the beavers up in a river,
You say ya lyrics hot, but everyone else just seems to shiver.