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gc freestyle
My name's billy what?
Optimist When I'm mad, I'm opti-pissed got depressed, and slit my opti-wrists but I missed and hit my forearm the fire alaram ragging to the big bomb crushed you now you are gone straight up bombed you like you're Saddam They say I'm a mad man but they don't know my plan to lay low, let it flow, take controll then BLAM just like vietnam busting out from every angel make you scream god damn! Alone I stand like a little kid, you should be playing the sand but you think you're the man so I had to take you out, now your crew's at my command I'll make this demand, you must understand I declare myself in charge of this land |
Pass the mic to die-oh-nye-sus
I suck at busting rhymes But I'll try this Time is running out As the sand dribbles the suspense makes me want to shout Where will I go? I don't know What will I do? Of course something new Who will I meet? Hopefully someone sweet Thinking about the end makes me worried But in the new beginning, my past will be burried |
take it slow take it slow
where ya gots ta go ain't no place to be at you chillin up on greek chat s'almost 3 in the mo'nin sho glad that it ain't sto'min diva feelin kinda loopy like i drank some juicy filled to the rim with some gin but nu-uh not taday cuz it's only tuesday just wait til friday then i'll be out to plaaaaaay --and i'm OUT...PEACE :D "when i'm mad i'm opti-pissed" heehee |
I'll find myself a girl
And one day I'll see the world don't scream and shout just bust it out and eat acorns like a squirrel. I'll kill suckas like the son of sam about to let y'all know, who I am I'm the Billy Mother F****in M-A-N Mobbin' with Wally Kempainen Wanna drink the juice that's mixed with gin if drinkin's wrong then let me sin i think its about time for me to begin If I drink to much, the bed might spin just like a turn table i'm willing and able to drop bombs like Nagasaki, Hiroshima Iraq and Iran I read the Koran Bible and Torah If you're whack I'll ignore ya reunite the diaspora? I will ask but won't implore ya Now you must think I've lost my mind try to run sh*t by me like I'm blind I see clearly cuz I got four eyes white castle fries, only come in one size I know new york, like Mammy O'Rourke I eat that p***y like a goyim eats pork I've been to Brooklyn, I've been to Queens I ate chitlins and collard greens And all alone I go through this and as I go, Shall I exist? But be warned though I got mad back And my crew is ready to attack we'll drop the napalm just like in vietnam like jamacian "one love, mon" go and tell your mom that after the show its the after party and after the party its the hotel lobby and after bacardi its a bottle of crys and after all the rip offs give back to jadakiss your rhymes can be eraced vanish without a trace you got egg on your face this is not the time or place but its time to brag, and its time to boast its time to be European and eat French toast And if you're in Poland then eat some Penakokin walking around sober looking for rum to put the coke in you'll be in a sugar coma, like a diabetic when i'm sippin on syzzurp i'm drinking triametic I've told you so many times that no one can bust better rhymes give up on rap, your style is wack you're better off as Lee Anne Rhymes Yeah thats right, you heard me right I said the same word twice and still sound nice. |
As much as I would love to try, I know you all would only make fun of me. :(
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Stop smokin the crack
Y'all are fricken wack Don't waste the time Cuz you can't rhyme Just listen to me And let yourself see That I'll be back With another attack! |
I tested the waters, kid
but my drill needed a harder bit or maybe a starter kit for all that it mattered, shit never knew what mattered then just getting hammered again battered with passions sin quite simply, simply irrelevant but i'm trying to develop it this talent that i harbor, kid throwing a minor fit when i could not master it on this master disk an 8-track dat with this finish with a 50 dis and begin witha radio hit recorded in my basement based it on my life on teenage strife no bling-bling, no hiding a knife no battle-rap no time for that just idea and ability a vision no one else can see flowing supernaturally stealing lines from biggie stealing from rakim and the immortal eric b delivering it all from me to all of you on gc |
i'm wreckless and daring
without abandon take a whole town down and be the last one standing people talk smack because they think they the s* but they're like magicians with no tricks take a lesson from a soldier who is in command stay away from rap and go start a band peace |
This is funny....
This is funny, I actually freestyle but what yall are doing is a "keystyle" since you're typing it and not flowing (spoken).
But I'll play along, here's a keystyle My flow are hard - like iron curtains that burden verdant servants Or surgeons performing urgent services during my sermons Dropping tripple turrets that can ripple others' endurance To try and outrhyme me is a pointless unworthy occurrence I'm watching the news and trying to keep my flow crisp I'm glued to CNN watching terrorists turn into derelicts They'll laugh in the face of danger and try to embarrass it Martyrs barter in uncharted waters but the mines get hit The dolphins scout em out, it's perilous to stare at this Like a solar clipse gone erroneous In England the Ministry has the cure, but vividly I'll explore Till the end of my days, and vividly I emplore The sinister's in store, while quotin' the Raven - "never more" All these peeps are competing to survive the stampede of lies Leading uncompromised lives, and I strive to do this under trials of fire Walkin the hot coals through the the muck and quagmire I'm a man of war, like man of wars in the ocean my words sting I slam doors in the face of opportunity, I'm makin my own way The unexamined life ain't worth livin, what else I gotta say If the world's a stage I'm it's most convincing actor I get pounced on by critics but boot 'em to the rafters One... |
actully i flowed first and then typed it. STop cheating.
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okay okay,
"free-" "key-" or just GC- style I make ya all look fake like UF and krystaal Or should I say Cristal because I come correct-ly I dominate all who dare to disrespect me Optimist, KSig or Bro2B, Can't nobody on this muh-f*cka flow with me who woulda thought librasoul could kick this poetry and show the gc haters how is sposed to be? |
ooooh it was my gurl libra
commin in like a diva soundin off her mind to mr. optimist prime don't be hatin on no one we all got some rhyth-um that goes to all the boys who just like speakin some noise gibba gabba come out i'm thinkin "shut yo'mouf" cuz it's the b*tches on here who are keepin it real this is all new to me i'm as white as can be but i try so hard to kick it off the chart to try and flow with the pros my gc sistas and bros i think i sound kinda wack funny like billy-mac but maybe not that good kentucky sho' ain't the 'hood so i'll just do this here act like i got no fear and just say what's up let's pour another cup............. yum. just like to point out i like this thread :), and this is the most random thing i have ever participated in! LOVE IT! i'm impressed with our think-skills ;) |
That was pretty good!
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thank you, thank you....i'll be here all night. ;)
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Libra, come on, go ahead, get up off your knees
Reading your "flow" is worse than getting HIV Maybe not HIV, but the measles or chicken pox Don't brag when you flow like a sandbox You could sip on hot tea and when you spit Hot shit wouldn't spew forth I see you "come" dumb like Forrest Gump But I'm ill and flowin like Peter North! Don't try the rap game, ya might get d-bo'd Screw that I'll stab ya with the fork in the road I can hear yall reading my ish like woah I lyrically stick my d*** in ya head and f' what you know I didn't cheat either Optimist. Some people can rhyme, some can't. I spoke it and typed the one before this as I went along. |
My vote is a flow contest b/t KSig RC,Optimist and Bro2B.
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My name is Cream I'm OP's dream I make him scream When he blows off steam My bf's great grandma's Mimi O'Rourke * We can take a walk On the sidewalks of New York Where we can talk. *This is true interstingly enough. :D |
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i think everything has gotten kinda crazy readin all these posts just makes my eyes hazy everyone is talkin just a few be listenin all in all i think it's cool apparently we went to school.....:confused: no matter our letters no matter our numbers no matter our genders, waist size, or colors everyone is chillin just a few are illin but it'sall good it's ok b/c you know that IT IS FRI-DAY!! and i am OUT to get my drink oooonnnnnn...... fo'shizzle..... |
Fo' shizzle
I'll drop rhymes like drizzle Get on yo' knees cause my body is a temple Go hard and aim for the middle Feel free to nibble But not to hard on my..... :eek: If so i'll pop you like a pimple I pack a big punch eventhough i'm little You'll see more rainbow than a bag of skittles Who'd ever know doing corny freestyle could be so simple |
ahhh...bro2b wanna call me out...
Comparin my flow to infectious diseases
is like comparin your hoe to the punk she pleases its wack u fronting on your c*ck and balls but my campaign rains like shock and awe bro2b, you noticed me and yeah you came kinda clean but your rhymes are non existant like a SARS vaccine Maybe next time you log on you won't be so ab-surd librasoul's the name, rhyme champ's the password. Try it out. |
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PAAAAAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHHAHAHAHHAHAHA!!!!! either i'm already tipsy, or that is the FUNNIEST THING I HAVE HEARD IN A MINUTE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! memo to me, memo to me: ".....is like comparin your hoe to the punk she pleases"---gotta remember that one!!!!! :D |
GC Rap Wars
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Wait'n on bro2b's response to that. Something tells me this is gonna get ugly......(er) :D |
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Now I'm scared to jump in...don't nobody need to jump my isht. :( |
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You aren't gonna beat me at this man
First thing that beat you 'sides me was your right hand If you wanna learn how ta be ill I'll teach you the ropes Libra, huggin heroin needles is the only way you'll be closer to dope Pick up some other hobby, when you spit you're a slob You got fired from the sperm bank for drinkin on da job I'd beat you very quickly and show you no quarter The ish you're droppin is fruitier than citrus orchards I got this match locked like death row convicts in the state pen At the sound of jail you smile, touching your toes to bend I'll son you for fun, think you'll be par? you're askin for trouble Pssshh... punk reached for great expectations and pulled a muscle We can keep doing this if you want, but this is what I do. I'll just think of some new stuff to make people go "Daaaaamn!" |
And saying my rhymes are nonexistent? No offense, but some of your stuff looked a little bitten, and try to use punches that make sense when you battle - i.e. saying someone's rhymes don't exist when they did rhyme... yeah that's about it.
Keep elevatin' and keep droppin that knowledge... |
Alright alright,
Don't try to silence me, I'm gifted and i'ma flaunt it You think I get intimidated by Malibu's most wanted? For real, I think you log on to GC to take notes lookin for the next librasoul rhyme to quote And I also noticed how you try to overanalyze saying your rhymes don't exist was a compliment in disguise If I wanted to hurt your feelings, I woulda put it like this: I grabbed your mic and dipped it and gave it a french kiss Then I proceeded to spit the hottest flow GC has ever seen And bro2b, you can have a seat because you're just too green And furthermore, you keep looking for "daaamn" when you read But when you get done all I "see" is *crickets* *tumbleweeds* P.S. Lemme know what rhymes I bit? Please believe these are mine, authentic... |
Oh, and btw
librasoul = a woman...might wanna update your material
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and about this time, you hear the drummer in the backgroud go "badum bum CHHH"
get 'em, girl! this whole thing is really impressive, though..... |
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Librasoul's just a name w/out a picture,
another ghost that's a greekchat fixture Bro2B, well he sort of nixed her but i'll finish it off with a hip-hop elixer And so we shall let it be that some of us flow gracefully and others deal in banality but it's ok, realistically not all of us do it skillfully and now i'll drop the crutch of the long e because you know i'm trained classically in literature of the last century none of y'all have a chance with me your gambit and your rhyme scheme doesn't live up to your hollow dreams just keep on slamming those keys you have the ways but not the means but i'll throw it down like hakeem in the dunk contest in '93 or score like gretzky for the kings or slam like the babe in front of louie g who died of his own disease that's the last sports drop-in, honestly time for bed now, no worrries it's marathon monday in the morning time for new england to get fucked up on a monday, just fill the cup no bottles allowed, everyone knows that you're ok with the red solo what |
Yay, KSig RC is back
*whispering* (your rhyme was pretty nice)
KSig trying to give lessons on rhyme constuction But then here I come with weapons of mass instruction Who you gonna listen to, him or me? When librasoul never leaned on the crutch of the long e? Forget HTML, I'll write my lyrics in hieroglyphics Then the mods can't ban me cause they'll never know it's explicit And I'll trap Bro2b and KSig together in one rhyme And laugh as they try to escape the confines And laugh as they get blasted like Columbine And laugh as they realize the title is still mine KSig RC at least offers some intellect So mind you, mister man, librasoul means no disrespect But my versatility expands beyond your perception Been creating new dimensions ever since my conception Bro2b and KSig, it would take the illest collaboration, for me to even take entertaining you into consideration unfortunately the two of you just don't seem to measure up Y'all should log in to Weak Chat maybe then you'll have better luck Okay? |
i'm laughing. . .(pause)
talk is cheap because some people just rhyme without even having a beat that's the kind of flow i have in my stash like a McDonalds register short on cash i'm misguided and feeling abused like a lunatic on a short fuse it's pragmatic and elite sort of like i'm part of the best like an excommunicated priest with no one to bless i'm falsely accused in the spirit of things i'm the angel that didn't get wings i'm the lyrical poet committing assassinations raising my kids in a cursed nation i'm laughing. . .(pause) because i know talk is cheap because i rhyme on internet and no one can hear the beat that's the kind of flow that i possess hidden in waters like the scottish loch ness i'm ill represented and underage by far i can drink alcohol but i still can't rent a car it's elite and pragmatic sort of like my beat i'm not a drug lord but i'm packing heat i'm the demon-ridden angel with no place to call home i'm the crowd leader so i stand alone i'm the lyrical poet committing homicides i'm the designated driver whose too drunk to drive edited to add: wha? What??? |
Well, Libra it's all in good fun and I'll give you some props but I'll do a "keystyle" where I show off my multi's -> in case anybody doesn't know, multi's are multiple rhymes in a line.
Check it out - next post. |
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Bro2B strikes fast killin ya slow i'm breakin off somethin proper
Girl I'd flick you off but I'm pretty sure you'd take the offer I'd turn you out but more than likely I'll verbally take ya Leavin you off beat, I got the gall to install a pacemaka If we battled don't blame me for winnin hands-down in God's name F' games, cuz ya verses reflect ya attitude, the way you always come-plain (complain) Like bad tennis players ya can't serve me so it's all your fault I save my verse in Libra's Documents, meaning, I file an assault Switch styles. My lyrics used as an abuse of power, you comin through showin who's the true coward Girl disobeyed my wishes, her slayin' in front of these witnesses My skills is a truth-hidden, after this battle it's a proof of wisdom Despite your guidance, you beating me is against the fundamental applied science :eek: |
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