I ain't wanna do this to you Milky but truthfully ya last bar was confusin, cant lie though ya whole verse was amusin, reading it while I'm on the verge of snoozin as i take u down the road of execution, ima open ya eyes nd show why im the evolution, of this game its time for a revolution, cuzz people like you need verbal persecution, how you trynna be the king nd u aint up there with the best of them, i think u was a man that was born with too much estrogen nd trynna be around some of the greatest men, you trynna copy our style nd act like you our friend until ya duma** get exposed over nd over again ima transcendent the way i can send my thought from my head to my pen, u just a wanna be tryin all your tactics you a clown you suprised u didnt pull out a hat trick, you amuse me this man boutta take u through the lesson of puberty never talk when grown men is speakin nd close your mouth whenevah u is eatin, nd thats why this the the silent kill cuzz im chewin u up with my mouth closed you stupid hethen..
My fluid flow descends from heaven. Bends to my will to become a lethal weapon.Becomes a trident.And sends the sirens going off as it approach Poseidon. Collide and ripens him when it reaches his horizon. But no fuss this is old precedents, bring a spear for needlework. Heaps of people lurks, in the fields of regal smirks. But I peele and piece the puzzle to feel that mean berserk. That's let's me scribe this prophecy, violent autobiographies. Retirements an ample option for this annoying ass phonies.
Lol my flow is rare something that u cant work up on Its either u have it or u don't But Anyway It's true it's never fun to face a god
It's HGK's president speaking, I'll write it down before the info is leaking, by spies who kept peeking, cuz they wanted to see, what my next move is gonna be. Alright then let me tell you straight, I'm not the type to debate, I diss all in a political way, whether it's okay or not okay, I'm not concerned either way. I kill cc's like I kill this cypher, it's not hard to decipher, I'm simply the better rhymer, for almost 4 years in the kaw game, so even though I'm young you can consider me an old timer. I've Seen many things and heard even more, what are you playing this game for? For me it's cuz I'm bored, so I'll annoy all the people in my clan, until I'm satisfied man. Yeah I'm the president, and I don't need votes I take votes, like i take my competition out of the competition, that is the mission, and you might pack a punch, but I have a secretary who packs my lunch, no need for bodyguards but I do have a bunch. Don't mess with me unless you want to force me to go on a little campaign, where there is nothing to lose but everything to gain, and then messages fall down on my wall like rain. My home clan knows, friends or foes, I kidnap people and throw them in the trunk and no I'm not drunk, it's all for fun, oh the car is ready so I gotta run. Your stats might be good, and you might have more loot, but I'm the president, so that's all irrelevant, understood? This game is so easy that's it's boring, but somehow I always come back to it, I wanted to quit but I just couldn't do it, so now I'll just keep on playing and go through it. Epic Battles aren't epic when the Prez isn't there, your lively cc's are dead when the Prez isn't there, nobody is crazy when the Prez isn't there, but I understand that you don't care. Me either, all I can say is that I'm a born leader, had a great clan since day one, but then came the issues, and no this ain't so sad story so there is no need for a box of tissues. Matter of fact I ain't telling you even a little bit about it, my iPod broke, that was the issue and that's it, so the reason that my clan isn't number one since day one is Apple's fault, that's right you can have it, dear Apple take the credit. If that hadn't happened then I'd be Kaw's president and number 1 on the LB, now I'm just the president ruling from the shadows you see. No you don't cuz it's too dark, so I'll light up a spark, the top dogs can bark, but they won't bite me, cuz I told them that my account isn't tasty. I have a sword and shield, no breast plate cuz a president doesn't need it, my style so fabulous that you can't beat it, it simply becomes hot when things get heated, that's why I'm undefeated. I could go on for hours but I got more things to do, what you ask, well I don't have a clue, but it's no fun if I knew, the unexpected are more interesting than the expected, turn of events, the ones who aren't prepared always receive the punishments. Kaw sometimes looks like a dating site, and sometimes a bunch of perverted parasites, and sometimes players get played by the game they are playing, here is what I'm saying, those things keep it interesting, the reactions and actions coming from those reactions, they sometimes make me smile, and make me realize that after all, this game might me worth playing for a while, and as long as there are players, the kingdoms will be at war, it doesn't take a genius to think that far. Like i said, it's been at least one year but now I have returned, and to rebuild my kingdom to a powerhouse I will leave not a single stone unturned, don't touch or get burned. I never lie, I just twist the truth a little bit in my favor, and give it my own flavor, the ingredients are a little bit of fantasy and boredom, then you open kaw and I'll welcome you into my Kingdom.
HGK Man what the hell? I only read one bar, now I think I'm unwell. Remind me in what school you learned how to spell? I think your rhythm was lost, somewhere around bar one. I know you think you be bad, and you left us stunned, But the reality is, fool, you damn straight shunned. I bet you couldn't name a single rap battle you've won. With that extensive vocabulary, you sound like lil' Wayne's son. Lyrically and spiritually, man you are in a tight bind. Because your bars just suck, what happened to your mind? Think before you talk, look before you walk, and be sure to strap your helmet on, when you step off, Of the short bus, bless us, We had to live through, a smelly ass rhyme, thank god for tissues. Issues, Seem to be, what you excel at, maybe you should stop this rap crap, and go work at Gap.
Well that's besides the point, let's get back to the raps. Everybody in here's talking in third party apps. And when I'm not battling, my raps are craps. So maybe I should shut up, before I get attacked? Nah. Who am I kidding? I'm the flat master of spitting. Winning and grinning. Hit the wall smoking and spinning. But never will I be quitting. Because I have a gift, I will put it to use. This ain't a ruse. I speak the truth, for sooth. Pop you if you make a move, then spit a mad groove. I can't lose. You need proof? My bars are through the roof, I straight spit and move. Crowds gather footloose, but still you want to outdo, The master of disaster, the caster of faster and faster. I'm a basterd, and an inglorious one. One shot, and you're done. And I've barely just begun. I've already won. Transcended this world, became one with the sun. All because my raps are second to none.
All you so called rappers beware da man they call the Kaw freestyle king is here and I'm still lurking looking at these raps, half way through had to take two naps, can't help my self im a freestylemaniac kill you when I don't need to but you love it, spit these bars just to feed you
Yolo is here, better step back. You might catch a cold, a disease of crappy raps. Zero bars to show, look at this fool, damn, he oughta get slapped. I could feed Yoloking, but I'm afraid he might yap. He just be sitting here on this game, going tap tap. Do I have to draw a damn map? Yolo, you're done, you're tired and fired. Go to sleep, have dreams that are deep. Awake and feel refreshed, before you speak. Maybe then you will spit raps that don't reek. Me, I'll be doing this all week.
To be honest with you I was just playing, and didn't even paid attention to halve of the things you were saying, you tried to diss me so that did get my attention, sit down and let me teach you a lesson. I didn't take shots at you but you decided to take shots at me, you think of yourself as a MC? All I see is just a MC wannabe and most likely a real life Internet bully who hides in his room behind his PC, where he's a big shot in Kaw, where his word is law, but that law has one fatal flaw. I don't care who you are or who you know, diss me and I break you apart, right from the start, I've already won, cuz I'm a winner so loser begone. Look what you have done now, you've given me a reason, to fūck up your season, and I'll take it, your best bars are so weak that it only takes my pinky to break it, so dissing me? Hah stop it, I'll send you flying like a rocket, I got the win in my pocket. I'm taking over, I don't do things half assed so there won't be no leftover, so hand it over, cuz it's over, cuz even if you deny and believe in a lie, there is no way that the way you try, won't end up dead so that in the end you die. Bring your ****, I bring mine then you can whine, and I can laugh all the time Sorry man, but when I'm holding the mic you better forget it then. Only one Rap Wolf that shreds competition, like he's on a solo mission. I could come nasty but I come classy, only when I leave it turned out messy. I don't need armor I disarm you, by simply letting my words go through you. I'm not to be underestimated, leave you devastated, you don't have to worry about being discriminated. White or black, it's all prey I could attack, and I will, when I go in I go in for the kill. I'm not a competitor, I'm a predator, who's always on a killing spree like your girlfriend goes on a shopping spree, no stopping me, I'm coming as hard as a man can be. My words are weapons of mass destruction, with the ability to let your brain malfunction, trap you into a lyrical dungeon, and my bars won't break, so sit back and shut up, don't waste my time, you're trying to reach my level, well there are light years for you to travel, before you reach it, call me a priest cuz the truth, I preach it. I'm allergic to ********, that's why I sneezed when I saw your words, are they even yours? Or have you taken it from someone by force? Either way even if you have an arsenal of bars, in the end I'll be the one standing, with no scars.