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few months back freestyle inspired

My rhymes scary, despite peoples staring, I stay daring while bearing
my skill until someone step, then Killa go in for the kill, I still Flint-town rep, enstill the insignia of my set, wrap a red rag flag around a 9 milla gun clip, b***h you on some nun s**t, the one thing I aint down wit is a bow of abstinance from this gun s**t, how you askin this when Killa run s**t, dun dun dun b***h, like the intro to a horror movie when Killa stun b***h, your rhymes weigh a ton...s**t---if you're 3 and literally speaking, your voice its squeaking, tweeking from a noise don't try sneaking in my presence, you disrespected by weaklings, even peasants, Killa yo King---present me with presents and sing before I resent thee without hesitance and bring you under like a deadly disease, Killa's expertise in battling emcees, my sneeze bring Goliath's to their knees, I do what I please, the sky isnt the extent of my reach, my words are so coveted that when I speak, I teach, and cause a breeze because God breathes to acknowledge my speech, the future I see, I claim 7 seas, when I hold my breath I make time seize, I easily satisfy all of my needs, I could cause a dry season, and understand Killa don't supply reason, hes got the upper-hand, hes the dealer so don't you players try sleezin, no weight on his chest, one more time easin to victory, no time for a rest, because you second at best to my standard, I pound rhymes like a Judge adjourn court---I hammer, yous just a bystander in this deadly game of Mortal Kombat, I control the lyrical portal, and the moral on that; like the Highlander, I, Killa, am quite Immortal, your rhymes loosing altitude, never reaching my viscinity, if you 9 on a ten scale, im defined by infinity. I Rock-a-fella yet I never threw the "diamond", don't seek the holy grail, b***h I helped hide it, I set my rule while you're expected to abide by it, never popped-a-fella, too much fun I might find it, im ambidextrously ambidextrous minded while i'm rhymin I can give sight to the blinded, repair a mentally unstable person's mind an at the same time sight my nine and cause a hatin a** ******** to flat line, hence die, im the universe's center, my own mentor and my own apprentice, I crush like a menace, my skin WHITE like my teeth, orally I use Oral B, I "brush like a dentist", the paper is where my pen is and the beginning, middle, end of every sentence consists of rhyme and skill beyond your intelligence, in my mind i'm unrelentless to end this, because your senses already alerted your defenses, so you know you're defenseless against Killa, spoken about in pretenses before born, a prophecy fullfilled apon birth, i'm Lord of the Rhymes, when I work with words I fashion with a passion, my reign everlastin, upon death i'll be referred to in past-tense, the undisputed King of the Rappin, believe me it will happen because while others be nappin im scrappin my flaws, correctin the problems and findin their cause, never needing pause, in time leadin Nas, i'll define "Perfect Rapper" in my own Encyclopedia clause, then finally i'll defy my every expectation by exceeding the laws of nature, i'll let my mind take a vacation, let the sands of time sign my death waivor, when im lyin underground only then will I hand my crown to its next best taker...

I'm bout ta Street Fighter this s**t wit lyrical wind mill flips
Gettin sick da gift swift wit myrical kicks like Jet Li flicks
Lyrical gymnastics acrobatic I stay at it
Rap automatic my s**t is asparatic like crack addicts on craftmatics
Ill whenever comin off top of da dome wit poems
Gettin thrown like stones breakin bones and sendin kids hoppin home
Niggas is known ta c**k da chrome where I roam
So I hold my own wit da black two tone on a hundred 45th and Jarome
Kids gettin passed tombstones like christmas free gifts
Any ***** rift we'll see fit ya a** become another secret
Where I'm from da gunz is slung front you'll end up slump in a garbage dump
Pump fresh off da stoops clockin for loot
fiends need crack ta shoot
Bout ta take it back ta 94 when niggas was raw
And kids was gettin they body threw from da roof at da top floor
Kids don't wanna battle da truth da hottest out
like a sore thumb I stick out makin nigs sit it out and pout
After they tap out in another knock out bout I'm out "1"...........

i iz a nob

The peniciline could not stop the adreniline shock tox/ because I'm back-pedaling pop rocks/Sugar rushed/flushed from the 12 pack coke box/Then the whole just stops/and the lights come on/eyes whiped from the sight that my mind shunned on/but then/flash/boom/I'm being hiked to my feet/got the whole team screaming come on please/we gotta score a goal before their forwards explode/ and toe-turn the ball over more then a dosedo/Homie just go and flow with the rock/Knot in the stomach pot/whether or not/ you got to get into your inner box and lock it and if not you can suck my c**k Cliff/Because in this game is the heart strain/viens pumpin' in your head implodin your brain/ until you just your insanity level just burst back over the 18 paint/ and let go into a gusto/Let go b***h/Yeah that's yo/Crossing him over more then Jordan's *teleshow/And floor him with ya cleat from his neck to nose/

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Yeah, soccer themed with a crazy style. The beat slows and and speeds up and I tried to make it seem more real life with some vocabulary on the fast parts and put in more vulrar words. Just working on it, though some time I want to put this on an audio.

Oh, could you rate this as I go please? Thanks.
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*Teleshow: Short for television show back in the 50's. It's not commly used in everyday conversation.

Somethin quick

Da lyrical source wit da sauce ta floss and toss any boss wit much force
No remorse get lost any fake ross ******** da coast bullest I'm quick ta endorse
Course if I thought any of ya'll niggas was really dissin me
Mannn don't you know this would be worst than Stephen Kings Missery
GEE can't none of ya'll handle me SP tryna get rid of me
Da nerve of b but that will never ever be I'm too consistanly
And eventually that lil ***** gone see how he can never ever handle me
Another victory he can't get wit me son is fake
I'll shake bake brake take and eliminate this snake then demand his wake
Gotta address da hate instead of lettin it escalate
Cause for goodness sake he might go runnin ta da jake
And get it straight I don't need no crew behind me
you know where ta find me where da finest be Da ******** Dynasty.......

I'M HERE NOW!!!!!! I'M HERE NOW!!!!
SP shoulda never let me in da ******** gaia game b LOL ******** up lettin me in GEE ***** did ta his self LOL....... Let me show ya'll how it's goin down

You'll have ta pick niggas off of da ground
When I pick niggas off wit da ******** is these clowns runnin around talkin down
Won't ya'll ******** round come uptown and get found
Niggas straight frontin actin like they tougher than what they are
Stay stuntin till da gun is comin through da driver side of they car
Illest by far spit a bar high off da bubble gum and such
Vanilla dutch don't study ya'll fake cats do what you want
Keep ya face scruntch you'll get found slump
Behind da garbadge dump by lil niggas after lunch
Jump I stay wit da heater flow got da fever
Dough reciever I stay wit da white i got jungle fever
Humble believer what goes up must come down
Get found what goes around comes back again <******** a friend I got da pen bend dividends stashed in a clothes ben
Real I been only understand talk of da fund
Bout ta ******** up SP for fun
Son bout ta be done bofore this s**t begun
Don't need no gun cause he ain't got one better run for me
He know who da finest be Da ******** Dynasty.

Look he dissed me
Did you have fun?
Cause the game was already won
All this s**t you think you can type
Better stop, Or Ill bust you with my pipe
All day rappin and scrappin
whil your home ******** chattin
get off the computer , b***h
Just flip the ********' switch