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Discussion in 'Off Topic' started by The_son_of_Persephone, Dec 22, 2016.
Re: KaW Freestyle Cypher 2K17
This thread just made me kill myself
Re: KaW Freestyle Cypher 2K17
I will be watching this thread throughout 2k17
I will be removing any breaching posts without notice, you know dis.
Don't rap? Step back, I be merging you out with my mod knack.
That's the best my drunken mind can come up with... these threads are an institution and a tradition in kaw. Keep on topic, rap in formula, and everything will be ok.
Christmas came and past
New years is coming fast
Only five more days left
In 2017 I'll prove I'm the best
Growing up I never really got to see love
And when my friend got shot I lost faith in up above
When you're young they tell you lifes not all that fair
But when they took his life were you even there
I remember the next day I woke up and all I could do was stare
A man age 20 shot and dead in Colorado
They threw the body over a bridge and pulled off full throttle
When I saw his name in the paper all I could do was cry
I asked the lord right then why couldn't I be the one to die
Stupid girl got her karma and now she's waiting to fry
I remember the last words you said to me
"Ignore the haters stay true"
That's what imma do till I'm thrown in my tomb
And if you even knew half the stuff I been through
You fake wannabe thugs wouldn't be fronting tryna act cool
Man it's a damn shame
All these kids see is the money and the fame
But be careful or you'll end up like my homeboy Dame.
Mar 9, 1994 - May 28, 2014
I have a sense of humor something ya'll don't get
I'm like a dragon with all these flames I spit
Never once did I claim to be a thug i'm just me
The truth is you can be anyone you wanna be
So don't sit back just accepting your destiny
Just be yourself and do whatever you want
Cause if you don't in the future your past will haunt
I'm just an old soul in the body of a youngin
If any of my friends need me know I'll be coming
Don't even worry you know I gotchu my dude
Wether it's clothes, help, money or food
I came a long way in my dirty pair of shoes
I went from negative to positive now I'm feeling alright
And to all you haters out there ready to pick a fight
Grab some weed, roll it up and give it a light
Most you rappers aren't in my lane
Honestly you're kinda lame
And since i lost my boi Dame
I ain't ever been the same
What a shame
People hating over the fame
Fighting over cars and planes
I swear ever since I came
I done messed up the game
One day they'll chant my name
When I'm up on that stage
Without music, it just looks like angry poetry.
Last was flippin like an acrobat
Tried to catch me slippin
But the realest had to come back!
Some haters? I stay havin that
So keep the green inside my habitat
You rappers playin like Cabbage Patch
...ain't even half of 1 Static rap
I mean, I was king? still true
Have to skills to kill you
And these are FREE lessons
...so imagine what a Mil do!
I got that Cosby rap,
All it wanna do is feel you
Thought "NO" meant no clothes
And "EW" was from the mildew :lol:
Ok, I cant even...
Still laughin @ that last line
I said no more Cosby jokes
Ok, so this is the last time!!
It felt like it fit there
Wait... cant say that either
I mean go to sleep, girl
Cant say NO to this ether!!
Oh my, Ive derailed my own thoughts
Was thinkin 2 things and got lost
New plan though... since Im a boss
Hit up some slopes & divy the cost!
Sounds great? Mmk
I really thought you'd dig it
But judgin by that scowl
...Im thinkin that you didn't!
Im thinkin thats forbidden
From ever being written
Its hidden in a murky haze
Left for penmen when he's spittin!
Its so much venom that u gettin
I may never be forgiven!
But a life outside this
Is definitely a life worth livin!
Certainly a lot more livid...
Plus, there's a lot more women :lol:
And so much energy to give...
guess thats how I got my children :lol:
Hahaha *gives you a letter*
"You're due in court for your debts!
My name is Static & its official
that you been served by the best!!"
My verses are sick like a man with a sex disease
Infecting all who screw with me
So if step to me you best not to reply
Caus if you do
Ima be the reason ya die
You trick ninjas can die quick/
Ill put a bullet through ya eyelids/
while ya wifey at the South Pole/
eatin up all of my kids/
I got no time Bozo ninjas/
clap ya ass on the low low ninja/
want to talk pie to the face?/
I get that in boatloads ninja/
I got good trees and top shelf/
Rap Champ, I got belts/
15 16 and 17/
you Dr. Suess ninjas better watch ya self/
Imma fat boy, I love cheese/
A vegan ninja, I love trees/
Imma eat my cake and have it too/
If ya dont like it it, you can suck deez/
do you like to get high boys?
lemme show you one of my toys
A three foot bong packed with good weeds of my choice
and if ya dont smoke, I gotta chocolate for ya
take a few I'll put em in ya pocket for ya
rise above a land filled wit hella hate
live that cloud life
only smoke that grade A loud life
I been smokin so long I choke on fresh air
I roll blunts so long I can toke on next year
Ya homie had a blessed year.
But I aint gonna gloat about it
Imma fill a gravity and toke the smoke up out it
You should do the same thing
see the bigger picture and step into the same frame
bring up some ish that aint ever brought up
and forget better ish than you ever thought up
ninjas thinking to fast but you done slowed down and caught up.
Sick of this oppression
Under my discretion
With a confession
I have an erection
In need of attention
I want her soul and your soul!
the whole things, no morsels!
Imma keep droppin bodies till there are no more souls!
Death is hobby and you all can get bodied!
In public, the lobby,
In private, the POTTY,
by BLADE, or by SHOTTY!
BODY, BODY,BODY, BODIES!
The rivers'll run red,
and they'll run with all your heads,
while I'm laying in my bed,
dreaming about BODIES!
Cities wills crumble.
They'll morph into the jungle.
The spirits will mumble.
ABOUT THE MAN WHO TOOK THEIR BODIES!
Crim I hate to say but you lacked on your last rhyme
But at the same time
I'm wack on all mine
But I'm bringing back bars of godly design
No more skeets and bap baps
Just skill and real raps
From the hood but we don't speak trap
Just me and the squad popping caps
Nah I can't front like that
I wasn't a G walking with a strap
I was the kinda kid to give a hobo a few dollars
I always respect others and I love my momma
She wouldn't want me wasting time to get slaughtered
But that doesn't mean i was never mad and fought her
Now I'm chilling at her grave drowning the pain with a bottle
I just wish I had the chance to go back and tell her I love her
We all make mistakes but don't hold onto the past
Because if you do you'll surely finish last
I think fast, switch fast, quick fast, quick as
Immigrants say, "No habla ingles", at border-patrol fences
Messin' with Canibus is senseless
Divide my senses by six and you'll end up with triple sixes
And triple the digits mean triple the spirits
My light body to the third power will triple my lyrics
I'm triple the threat, I'm triple my physical flesh
I'm telling you, put your money on me, then triple your bet
‘Cause I won't be satisfied 'til I'm set
'Til I got a triplex out in Tribeca with the skyline effect
Rhyming is the nine-to-five that I manipulate best
Eight hours of writing and memorizing a manuscript
Yeee boiii spit back
Nothing I've said has lacked a damn thing.
If you cant see the art then thats a damn shame.
Im glad you realize you aint producing classics.
Spend two bucks and change ya name to trash it.
Thats what you should do with every verse you write down.
Rip that ish up and burn it right now.
Im not the kinda dude that'll bash a ninja...
who am I kidding? yes I am.
You better ask a ninja.
Y'aint nothin but a buster, boy.
When I come through,
I'll slay ya whole crew,
and name ya ass Custard, boy.
and trust ya boy
I got 300+ more days to crush ya boys
Uh oh shots fired you better duck quick Crimson you getting kinda riled, who told you is wild?
Man you suck, and the truth is vile.
Your raps are like old clothes, its losin style.
A wannabe gangster rapper to thinking he's almighty, such a foolish child.
Cause im so fire I like to melt my haters.
playig fire with fire, what makes you think hell is safer?
They say im so sick I put this game in motion
they say phaze's the coldest.
so cold I can spit repeatedly until ur brain is frozen.
and talk smack all I want until ur ribcage is broken.
Forget being almighty, phaze is trojan.
and i'll have you walk in shame realizing the great Yoloking wrote this.
Round 1 go!!!
this fool got smacked all over the last two threads
he keeps changing names, hoping we'll forget about em
But I remember every part of smackin the bricks up out him
he gotta lotta heart but that wont save a ninja
Imma just play my part,rhyme some lines, and slay the ninja
Its been real shino, but ya raps are garbage
So step ya ass back while I unwrap the carnage
you was just a steppin stone in 15 and in 16 you was invisible
I've hulked all three threads my ass is invincible.
A wall you could never climb
A shadow that made sure your ass would never shine
RiP ya rap game
I conquered you
saw your boo
and then I came
Even if I was invisible Crimson you still couldn't murder me.
grab a worthless priest and even at your best you look like the worst to me.
cause Ima sick fellow, coming with a crazy flow, man you got gibsta rhymes.
your lyrics remedial, no sense. My lyrics are simplistic,
making verbal assault a crime, while having a clear meaning like a
middle finger sign.
A deadly man I am were the hand is where the trigger lies
and making sure this gun makes sure you and your sister dies.
have you fearing me worst than a jew looking into das fuher's eyes.
im not someone who lets scrubs slide and im not ganna let this problem fade.
leaving you lost without any protection like when a condom breaks.
Ima have more people crying for you like when they put you're hearse in a
Go cry me an ocean, cause you still getting murked by the Kaw freestyle king
Do better, make me work