hmmmm i think we should switch it up a lil you know? how bout we freestyle a concept song?

im thinking about music(big surprise) and tryin to set up a plan for a mission im on. hope it works out lol

lord if i dont make it thru tonight/
should you have to snuff my light/
if reaper harkens and you darken my sight/
let the ppl know i enjoyed all of life/

lately i been confident fulfilling some accomplishments/
been gettin some compliments and my pad still bringin a monster in/
meek vs drake i aint for that beef i need a bigger steak/
ill demonstrate how i pile up a dinner plate/
show you the female in these rappers when i make menstruate/
oral love to the mic in my hand make life live life thats my plan/
mezmorized wit reddened eyes starin at a deadened sky/
the fate of my culture looms and tho its mainly showbiz tunes/
know this is underground raw cut make ya jaws shut i tell rappers/
find an army to call up or haul butt cuz if you stay then yall ****ed/
im a mixture of bright lights and what lies behind a perfect picture/
behold the victor...behold the terror...im tearin it all apart im thru wit this era/
all i see is clown costumes and im killin all the wearers call the pall bearers/
muthafuccin undertaker i give the mic a chokeslam and make sure these niggas all croakin/
the emperor hattori imperial ***** cool as hell but he so good its eerie tho/
he like jason no he freddy tho no im like shishio i mean come really hoe/
jus a anotha off this this topsy turvy dome gonna hit an L/
and try to bring somethin top heavy and curvy home if she ask bout the blood and bones/
ill tell her i jus kill for my throne/

Thats some dope spittin I see you're getting to where you wanna be! **** bro I would love to make a track or 10 wit you lol.

Thanks bro I wanted to see if I could freestyle a song.

To be honest the mainstream I had to bomb it/ cuz we lost out way soon after illmatic and the chronic/I see the underground and they ain't got they shine/ I wear a mask but the eyes they got is mine/ we of the same kind we loved the same times, and when they really said lines/ this is dropping jewelz and the jewels I drop they shine/ from tears, hard years, from the blood, that's where we get our love, the sweat we pour to make **** they can't forget or ignore/this is the life of a kid who just writes his rhymes whenever they hit him/ or after he rights his mind/see this is the climb its still not the time/ I patient either way shadows never shine/ but still I write these rhymes cuz I'm scared I might decline because I'm tryin to have a rap book left in a shrine/ and its top before the print stop/ it say 101 verses and rules of hip hop/

Hey mc go and do ya thang/we culture so much so its hard to explain/yo DJ go and do ya thang/scratchin an mixin make those wheels sang/ay bboy those routines you destroyed/ I'm rooting for you and ya troops you ready to deploy/

Another verse and I'm still not at my worst, that's a first today I aint see my curse/if wasn't for this would I wanna snatch a purse/ or do something that might make them or me see a hearse/ will a bust turn into a burst/ and would they say I was shooting first/ but see I got hip hop, I love you hip hop/ I just hate they slogan now is get guap/ and we listenin to it like its hot/ you say its bangin but mad if I say its not/ but ay my **** might not be for you, that's pretty true/ but im from the era where bein lyrical was really cool/ but I wouldn't battle me I'm pretty cruel/ asked the last one I had sitting on stool/ think about that line get back to me/ help explainin it yes I would gladly be/ casualties committed casually/ I spittin darts at about a thousand deep/ and kill on reflex if I hear a peep/building lyricism cuz of love of the game/ and I promise when I come nothing will be the same/

Hey mc go and do ya thang/we culture so much so its hard to explain/yo DJ go and do ya thang/scratchin an mixin make those wheels sang/ay bboy those routines you destroyed/ I'm rooting for you and ya troops you ready to deploy/

this fool write lyrics like he mumbling/ trippin foot over foot all over the place stumblin/you need some humblin/ so imma punch ya number in/ cuz honestly i had to force myself to reply yo rhymes are made for slumbering/ for one you cant rhyme cant put this wit that/ hell you can barely rhyme cat wit hat/ yet you iller?/ thats the real killer i need that **** you gettin from dealer/i can see why ya got L on ya namesake/ cuz battlin me an L is what you take/ 2 more to multiply it and i need somethin more fillin/ cuz im tired of this wack rapper diet/ if you think you spittin harder than my wackest line/ you on some cokehead high ****/ ya record i wouldnt buy it **** i wouldnt even pirate/ i can spark this blunt and bury you wit bars before the high hits/ you must think you wayne so then im big daddy kane/ aint no lil in my name and still aint backin up the rhymes that you claim/ bruh i would drown you and the ppl who pull you from the abyss'll toss you back where they found you/ sayin thats a bad fish diss me and you seein how karma hit you now thats a bad *****/your incredible..incredibly sad once again i gotta be a rappers dad/ now son you're not as good as you think mc's will hurt you/ listen to ya father and be home before curfew/ do your homework pay attention in class/ or ill have to come to school after they detention ya ***/ then give ya yo whoopins cuz ya still too hard headed/ i saw that f on ya report card yea i read it/ now go to ya corner/ think about what you done/ lemme smoke my L cuz im disappointed in anotha rapper i done sonned/

Rappin wit no class Imma teach ya ***/ starting from elementary since you rap like a kid aint grown mentally/ you spittin duck duck goose you too young for the noose so here's my foot in ya caboose/ man acting like bishop you ain't never seen juice?/ boosting up ya own head till I drop you from the roof/ now on to middle school Little fool challengin mcs who said that was cool?/ stay in a rappers place or you'll be added to my artwork that's macabre/ ya lyrics makin me laugh b/ you got ghostwritten rhymes by the dudes that made laffy taffy/ hip hop cops should lock you away like max b/ for comin in a spot where lyricisms at the max/ I break the wax wit punchlines that break a back/and you paying for ya words can't take em back/ lol yea I drop jewels this verse is a blood diamond/ I darken the world of anyone that say they shinin/ yes I'm cold I'm cold as ice/ even krs be yo this kid is nice/ I put the pen to this paper and give it life/ now imma take you high school if ya lucky you might graduate/ I hit you wit the science that clogs ya sinus and leave suckin ya thumb holding a blankie like Linus/ so let me once again drop a jewel/ the only gold you got is the stuff claimed by fools/ should never picked rap/ im tearin you apart wit this lyrical pickaxe/ leaving a body for crows to pick at/ tryin to diss me is worse than a cop out/ damn I guess I was too much this fool dropped out/

Rakim, big daddy Kane, krs-one,and kool g rap...I don't think anyone is gonna top them they set the standards. Nas is the blueprint of 90's rap. Eminem is the master of shock value wit real lyricism. Scarface is the king of southern gangsta rap. It's hard to say....specially since nobody topped the original 4 and whose the best between them is a toss up. Then there's pac biggie big L and big pun. All of them were at the height or getting there of the 90's before they all died. Its hard for me to say.

It's the boy from illinois/puffed a blunt filled with noise/head up high you can say that I'm poised/spitting old skool memories/the history the misery/ all in rhyme simplicity/like I was in the basement in rap city/spittin triggers wit big Tigger /mhc wit me/promoting a cover wit ed love Dr Dre/freestylin over a sample of bar kays/ I say now I feel ya to scarface/rappin in the symphony coming in after masta ace/I'm serious promise I steady b/some people catch the vapors/ I jus biz markie/a juvenile wasn't a b.g. but I saw cash money could make an army/in a tribe called quest tryin to find a way/a Twista in the emotions I play/battle me saying ya wealth then ya playin ya self/shadows son the damajah/thuggish ruggish bone in not the harmonica/Wild in the west like kool moe dee/ I remember ice t real og/ this is a rapture coming from ya ghetto blaster/of the ceremonies I believe I'm goin to master

Rhyme spitting maniac/ evil genius like brainiac/ murder the prince and the pauper/Genghis Kahn way this is a wholesale slaughter/ I'm the fire to light the doused/ hooks in the slaughter house/ paper is the drain lyrics the blood going down/blunt of sour wit some purp in it/ the nerve of these people and they impertinence/ I don't care fame just being the definition of what a wordsmith is/ I know I'm not perfect ****/ but when I write sometimes I keep restartin like I don't know what perfect is/ perfect to others/ I toss it out like I can't believe I wrote this ****/ feeling that reefer now/my minds going quick/ but my body is cheeba downed/ in a purple sea I wanna drown/ someday I may see kids / but no chick wit a wedding gown/ either way life is good/ phoenix yes I like this hood/ pretty much everyone hated me growing up/ either way I guess life was good/
That's in past boxing the future/be ready for a fight life will duke ya/ rhymin renegade who see past the haze and will call a spade a spade/ like I said I ain't perfect I can handle criticism directed at myself/ I live learn and hope to wake up in better health/ while trying to connect to a better self/ I'm coming for the underground I want the crown not the belt/don't care bout a label/ I'll decide when I'll see the shelf/ I'm working on my laziness by writing up some crazy ****/I'll do this anyway I don't care if they pay me ****/ I do it for hip hop and at ya party you ain't play me *****/ that was for haters/ this is for fans/ I'm dropping heavy bombs the pencil break in my hands/ but I make these rhymes for y'all so you be noddin ya head/ I feed off y'all anticipation like a Rollin a joint/ I'll make sure not to disappoint/ and see that some quotables have been coined/

like passenger 57 you can bet on black/
its droppin jewelz droppin gems/
that make you gasp and feel aback/
i been challenged no one has filled this gap/
poison my pen is filled wit that/
this aint a wasp sting to back/
this is more like cirrhosis or cardiac/
i make hearts burst from the attack/
mhc and evil intent still strapped across my back/
like a pair of swords in other words for my dream im ready for war/
rome big homie whats good how you been/
young sha greetins i been waitin on a new person to welcome in/
lyrically im an animal that wear a tiger hat and a coat of leopard skin/
hunter of the hunter word play and lyrics tear asunder/
hook yall in like i knew what you did last summer/
im lettin the beast back out woke up from the slumber/
break ya bounds and you can go anywhere like jumper/
dont burn a bridge and keep some numbers/
or you'll brick on yo shot like a jumper/
thats a gem they drop like phlegm cuz im always spittin them/
heroes done had they fun its time let the villain in/
i told aaliyah i was that somebody and i was one in a million/
i get so high i look up get surprised damn where the ceilin been/
you swear i was made in lab like some kinda experiment/
i dont it for the money just the love and experience/
comin out the red corner 5'11 here he is/

Got some new rhymes?

Rakim, big daddy Kane, kool g rap, krs-one, nas, mos def, elzhi, black thought, gza, big l, big pun, scarface, Andre 3000.....Wayne can't compare to real mcs

Aight this is hip hop 101/ professor shadows son/ I battle whole crews its unfair to have a 1 on 1/ symbol on my back incarnation of annihilation/ smokin up houses scoffin at ventilation/ style on haters like violator/ tha reason tha gurls use a vibrator/ I couldn't make it thru/ she wasn't tryin to **** wit dude/ told my bad but time on the mic been overdue/ weed be berry blue/ same as my dreams/ I ask my niggas what its bout and they all yell cream/ Im on a different thing called conquering/ thats my dream take over the world/ iron fist me and my team/whats beef beef is what I ****in cook/ if they scared of me/ then they betta not ****in look/ over the meadow blowin herb gettin mellow/ then frog splash the beat or ***** like eddie guerrero/ this black dragon is ultimo/ underground bred but way above commercial flow/jus another slaughter to me dont get emotional/ I do this everyday dont take it personal/ I tell Persephone to throw tha deuce/ live from Olympus hades and zeus

Like metal to magnets/ slaughter to a savage/ an anarchist to havoc/ livin breathin metaphor/ unlucky like the number 4/ read some Japanese so you'll understand it more/I spit the gift from my vernacular/ thru ya follicles and ulcers/turn ya from casual user to overdoser/bring the mic closer/ and ill show you why/ the industry should be afraid of this guy/hip hop may be in critical/but imma keep it alive like johnny 5/ short circuits ain't hard to work wit/ but ill probably scrap this if I dont deem it perfect/ im gonna make em nervous/ like a ***** in a traffic stop sittin on more than quarters/Im out but im not here to play like the warriors/ spit wit more pomp than tha attitude of Jack Johnson/ brown bombin on the beat/they might call me sugar ray/ or a crazy poet from the wordplay/herbs incense the verbs tha nouns adjectives word/im the raven to Edgar Allan Poe/ cobra commander to G.I. joe/on a trip thru iga blowin on reefa while bumpin ether/tell my ***** ay sonny pass that chiba/chief like a Cherokee/nod my head to tha melody/im tha answer to ya questions/tha deadliest weapon/we doin it for hip hop this here is no exception/

On the menu this midnight/ a beat by tokimonsta did right/ look up sweet day to picture it/and i show why im infamous/ i can rap from sensuous/ throw other styles into it/ now im focusing back on rhyme/ hip hop been on my mind/ on the menu what to dine/ still aint rushin i learned to take my time/ serve up a beat unique so i when i speak/ my love peaks/ love for the culture, for ppl that already say they fans/ and spreadin the culture over more foreign lands/ hip hop my oh my/ but the labels destroyin it why oh why/ ppl see who on tv/ they dont represent us/ me and rome do it outta love/ rappers do it for material lust/ even if i never get a deal/ never make a bill/ im happy wit true heads accepting that im ill/ we need ed lover/ we need doctor dre/ i could watch yo mtv rap all day/ hip hop hooray but this aint hip hop today/ nowadays i cant relate to what they say/ hip hop was a movement that lost its way/ thats why it hurts wit every r.i.p. hip hop i say/

Ay rome i had jus did this one for a chick i met...straight ice cream style.

Ms french vanilla ice cream/ ya need a chocolate dip/ i could smooth ya out when ya start to drip/ sweet taste lingerin on my lips/lookin for a smart chick i haven't wisened none/ but now i got my eyes one from where you see the rising sun/Im from illinois but we call it iga/ known for ninjas gangstas and plenty reefa/but thats sidetrack but back to you ms long hair/ yea i keep my eyes on that/ thin hips thick lips/ kiss could make a ***** liquid/ if i get another id get addicted enough to give you triplets/ you got me goin thru loops like sonic faster than my brain when im outta chronic/
You could be my main thing, claimed thing same thing/ you should see the bells ya name ring/ slim and slender skin tender/ purty face eyes of a winner/ im a man tryin to rule the world, so i gotta be careful when i choose my girl/beautiful sexy tha type i wish would sweat me/ jus dont vex me/Leave a kissy face when you text me/ elegance match my eloquence/ usually i can approach no problem/ ya beauty had me hesitant/ till i decided to show you how i represent/i hold down my boo the crew till the day im through/ imma always keep it true/ and tear it up like wu/ i put this rappin on ya like cappadonna/ gotta stay hard ill never go flacid on ya/straight from the blueprint/ hold you down i do it/ ease ya head when ya deal wit a nuisance/ villains do it better than heroes can/i rep an evil clan/ but still will ride for hiro-chan/gone off the dohja/ saw ya image and it made me stand like a cobra/wantin to slurp on ya neck like a bowl of soba/ do what i can to bring you over/brighten those eyes when ya feel tha supernova/

Ahh heres another one....ok sir how about you go listen to a tribe called quest, common, krs-one, talib kweli, mos def, rakim, poor righteous teachers, arrested development, scarface, lupe fiasco and others. The radio and tv only play the catchy poppy ********. Don't judge till you've done your homework friend

Here we go........*holds up mic to you* and your issue with rap is?