I grew up with the blacks in the ghetto over the tracks the same neighborhood with crack and gangsters sleeping with Macs dont trust cuz you wont find love pull out a stack and u will get mugged! pull out a gat and u will get plugged and left for dead in a puddle of blood This city is dirty and way hardcore Itll break you down and eat hearts for coming around! we'll tee off like par 4 its what real thugs come out the yard for! They standing on the corner with weight get it halves, quarters, or eighths 8ball or 20 rock, but never on faith 10 xtra bones to see it on the skates $35 for 30s Roxi if you lookin or $25 Sub strips if the hook in! Tabs for the $6 cuz I aint crook Morph for 2 dubs, free Molly leave em stuck If we get jammed up we stay silent or get hemmed up with strait violence Never speak, never give up those wildin and run yo ass off if yo ass hear sirens! Its literally catch us if you can no fuckin way they catch me with the bands catch me in the task but no mask in hand tossed evidence, recollected by my man! No wonder they call it the trap its easy to get in & hard to get back! Its a jungle on this side of the tracks its a lifestyle, thx for thinkin its rap
this guy Staric thinkin he a Rapping Genuis looks like Mr.Herbert stil hasnt fixd his Flappin Penus and yeah my flow right, I got a Slaughter Dome Im leavin em depressd lik a kid in a Foster Home I got prison Stripes, escaped from Routine Ditchs Im gon stab u 8 times 'x' wit 2 diffirent knifes an leave you like your former name 16 Stitches an my flow is as soul as Collit Greens after I 'steal' his jaw call it Robbery come harder bratt cause ill Leave ya Murked when i pull that gat, you gettn buried Deep n the Dirt and this is freestyle, all off the HEAD.. and ima leave you like ' method man nose.. druggy red... so pop back with a verse and it's gonna be somethin u Regret Fool I never thought I would have seen the day that I would be battlin Little Wanye Nephew... and he shows a scarface impression when he has a Gear Of War Glock and i'll submission ya girl puzzy like a Figure 4 Lock an when I sucker punch, his teeth gone make a Loud Chatter, if you gone come back bruh make sure its louder then a Fire Cracker..
Firecracker? nah son its explosions! Ima tired rapper, but you cant ghost him! Im merely coasting with gradual erosion I graduated past that gat that you holdin! Im a genius? Im glad someone told him! saves me time from havin to roast him! Im posted, on the same block his folks is! You talk about greens cuz they fye with pork ribs Grown man ****, but I once was a po kid badass youngn hid outback, smokin! The neighborhood raised me as ferocious and everybody round here knows this! But you only say you hard when you jokin dont make me laugh, ur only just hopin I fall off or drop dead from this coke and drugs that I do, cuz ur bars just broken! They told you Im relentless to stay outta my business, but you came up off the benches like yo ass was off the chain! Your gangsta is all pretended rehearsed and well presented Youll never be off the hinges as this modern Jesse James! I rap easily, rappers come to their senses Usually its cuz they're sensitive and have no idea where their bitches is! They with me, the realest since censorship This pipe busted her open... Now she knows just what Stitches is!
Yoloking is a braggart rapper son, With my philosophy ain't nobody stopping me, Make ya think celibate fearing another me would be conceived an brought in this world makes my status irrelevant A beast throwing the mic as I pasture beats out the streets you b*itches tried running, suckin off my rhymes As if you read leech Psychopath pours outta me with no discrepancy made to violate once a b*tch step t me End You rooks recklessly, take you psychotic an spread you all over rap topix as I chew on these prescribed narcotics Spitting pure cut percoccetss loratabs syraquil ambients an vicadens, Bite ya f*ckin head off if yous ever to type again so demonic Lucifer himself might ascend
Yo when this reaches a thousand posts I expect offerings to yours truly The Kaw Freestyle King, and of course static too who is the creator of this thread lol
I'll post You're really good in rapping but static is good in fighting back. The rapper lords in kaw B-)
Static just wants the compliments to himself, how selfish you are, lol everybody can't be on the static bend wagon ya know, me for one, cause I refuse to kiss your ass like everybody else
Why you gotta hate?, Relate! Mutual respect, mate. Learn it, please. Enough with the sleaze, Jeez, I get there's battle melodies And cutting peeps off at the knees, but your ego is inflated higher than the trees, Puffed so much its away on the breeze so much so, you cant appreciate these, other rappers that rhyme with ease. Puttin it simply, how bout this? unless you're spittin a flow, lets all not diss. Word!
Its only when you refer to yourself as the KaW Freestyle King. ain't gotta be me to see you dont know what freestyle means! I mean, you always actin like you've done something when honestly ur not inspiring so you've won nothing! You're raps are ok. Maybe mediocre at their best. When you start bragging, I wanna choke you to death! the Static bandwagon? Man Im not even on it! kissing my ass? bro you know you got some problems...
Yoloking here and I'm maniacal on these verbal hurdles Call me the black rabbit cuz I hop obstacles as you sh!t ya girdles Its a cold eating virus taking over my mindset the good days are suddenly blinded Every days hell an war as I hit the mic I make a repertoire Obituaries scattered now I got Static mad, watch as I wreck this whore You ain't set for nothin like me you got no muscle ya flex is tore Decompose ya body in my bathroom Raw sewage eat ya up like a f*ckin vacuum Ain't no friendlys or innocent civilians Y'all was made by Static but I'm the only one killing Show me ya neck kid I hawk lethal sh!t, spit glands infected Eat ya flesh as I chew up ya tendons Conquer ya f*ckin soul like a true descendant The Kaw freestyle king goin til I hit a Grand You only one more step til my final stand
And yea I call it ass kissing cause I'm the only one here battling you, it's been like that since I got back in this thread, and usually when someone does call you out you completely roast them and then they just disappear and come back praising you. Had it been the other way around and you were bragging all the time, and i wasn't then you know how it would of been
This is my notepad, titled: compositions its where I take titles from competition and leave em sleeping with the fishes If they wanna act bigger than Stitches! But Im just more passive aggressive I kick ass instead of askin it questions! I just get to attackin ya precious rhymes, like cocaine lines for breakfast! I dont consider others feelings when I step in the booth! got 615 on my necklace and If I rep it, I shoot! This is chess, not checkas Im not as reckless as you! put you in checkmate quick if you want the best of this brute! My last will and testament's proof Rappers hate me in their lies & realize Im disrespectin the truth! must be hard to live with all this knowledge but dude... Its easy to break yall down like acids do to solidous foods! I show up and spit it I never have a limit. Rhymes are like money I just go out and get it! Its just a rap clinic I leave haters to mimic. Yall can play with these bars Im busy playin with women. Im laughin my ass off cuz rappin aint a thing to me, son. I leave hand prince all over this... but you can be the king if you want. kinda fitting to be thousandth post. lol.