Freestyle Challenge.... For the poet in you?!


Question: Just keep it clean, and use as many song titles as possible.


Answers: Just keep it clean, and use as many song titles as possible.

I'm no freestyle artist. You'll find me in word and word play doing my thing. (Short Stories/Poetry) I see you started the ball rollin with NAS...

EVERYBODY'S CRAZY, GHETTO PRISIONERS runnin loose,
No REASON for the insanity, everybody drinkin juice,
HATE ME NOW, but I tend to do things MY WAY,
FAVOR FOR A FAVOR, is what you said to me yesterday.

JUST A MOMENT, before I put the bottle to my lips,
As I move my hips, like whips, the script flips,
COME GET ME, as I move in this trance like state,
With LAST WORDS of doom, I almost sealed my fate.

The tide turns as you DESTROY & REBUILD my soul,
You called me HEAVEN, and said that I made you whole,
Without control, we roll, flying high, like hell's fury...
You be the muther f-ing judge.... I ain't got no jury!



Touche

there's MAN IN THE MIRROR and he sees himself BEAT IT -his MAGIC STICK, that is

Why don't you spit and show everyone how its done?

i'm not gonna freestyle becuz i already know how to
i'm da king of yahoo answer n da one u should bow to

Been around the world 2 find my candy girl
her name is Roxanne & shes no billy Jean
but Roxanne my Africian queen, girl of my dreams
so let's get married & start a family
cuase your my every woman eteranally

I aint no joke got lyrics of fury
murder was the case handed 2 the jury
so let the rhythm hit e'm, we riding high
nuthin but a "G" thang ribbon in the sky
the 18th letter u better recognize
in the ghetto potential victims lies

I'm out for the DEAD PRESIDENTS;
I earn 'em from tearin' tenements;
Found in Dirty Sediments;
when I have ONE MIC; then the SAGA BEGINS;
When I write; Its like the lave sinkin;
Or like u steady drinkin while thinkin;
Rape emcees with NO VASELINE;
I ETHER them dry in the sea; Like a Marine;
AIN'T NO HALF STEPPIN' Towards my direction;
cuz Im THE SMOOTH OPERATOR I don't come out guessin;
Itake it back down to MEMORY LANE;
to the MICROPHONE FIEND; 2 MARY JANE;
Ain't NOTHIN' CHANGED; All I know is that Imma stay TRUE TO THE GAME; I'M SO FRESH & SO CLEAN;
Death from supreme; I gleam on the left;
Beam on my right; My rhymes 187 DEEP COVER;
I'm waitin; & tired of takin; These weak lovers;
I can;t live without my I-Pod; Like how L CAN'T LIVE WITHOUT HIS RADIO; & my job;
Iz 2 damage the stereo;
MY Rhymes is DANGER; With anger; Lyrical; Mystikal;
I'm BOUT IT BOUT IT; But ain't Cynical;
I'm a RAPPERS DELIGHT; I got scappers 2 fight;
I go 18 DUMMY; With 18 Honeys; you have no sense like yo pockets cuz u got 18 cents of money;
U get DUSTED & DISGUSTED by the Ho;
YUULLLEEEE!!! SUPERMAN THAT Ho;
But yeah 4get that last line I'm random when I flow;
U betta PROTECT YA NECK; Cuz I'm a samurai;
I neglect; & break family ties;
My rhymes insane; I take off & fly like a plane;
I don't BUY DRANKS thats T-Pain;
U get LOCKED UP like Akon;
Catz rhymes take long; in Every song;
my rhymes Prolong; I never stop from
MY 1st SONG 2 my last ENCORE;
I conquer; Yo lands; with a 357; But Ia ain't Killa Kam;
I'm BALLIN; Like Jim Jones but I don't give a dam;
I ain';t Cube but I wanna KILL UNCLE SAM;

All the capital words are the songs...

lemme speak THE TRUTH cuz HIP-HOP IS DEAD give it the LONG KISS GOODNIGHT despite what they said i'm nice wit the pen //
they HATERS can't stand to see a n%^a NUMBER 1 on top of my game a freakin PHENOMENOM //
you n$%$as SLIPPIN', while i'm TIPPIN ON 44's just ME & MY GIRLFRIEND in the ride but we DRIVE SLOW //
F%&K THE POLICE they just tight cus a ***** had a HARD KNOCK LIFE with no MONEY IN THE BANK //
too weak to think no food in the tank put my life on the paper hope the hood can relate//
my stories bout D'EVILS in my hood gave me a road to cross i burnt a few bridges like minnesotas lost.//
who understands a man but his woman peep my grind keep MARY in the dutch so i can BLOW MY MIND. //
no suprises over here ITS ME SNITCHES // maintaining my speed on this ROAD TO THE RICHES

STAND BY ME
even when i'm at my lows
HAIL MARY
like a beautiful rose
WHERE'S MY MIND
I no longer know
THROUGH THE WIRE
i flow
WE FLY HIGH
off this blow
MANY MEN
wish they can grow
BETTER DAYS
will someday show
LOSING MY RELIGON
while friends turn to foes
WOULDN'T GET FAR
when it comes to these hoes
STARIN' THROUGH MY REAR VIEW
while my life comes to a close.



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